Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 443 Efficiency

February 21st is not a special day at all.

But on this day, the weather was fine and the wind was smooth.

The rain that had been coming for several days stopped today, and the sun peeked out from the clouds, dispelling the coldness of early spring.

Five miles outside the city of Zhuo County, there is a clear spring, which is small, only the size of a washbasin.

There is a thatched pavilion beside the spring. The thatched roof of the shed is exposed to the sun and rain, and it has long been dilapidated. The place has been abandoned for a long time.

But in the pavilion, you can still see the broken bowls and plates used by the romantic nobles in the past to make the water.

Xu Yue and his party arrived here early, seeing the dilapidated scene, they could only roll up their sleeves and clean the pavilion again.

Just remove the weeds and rotten leaves covering the clear spring, so that this small spring can restore its original clarity.

Xu Yue and her party only came five, she herself and Xu Dalang, plus Zhao Bei and Zhang Fei, and Ma Liang as the guard.

All five of them were wearing Xu Jiajun's turmeric six-bag pack, which was similar in shape to the armed police uniforms of later generations, with sports jackets and overalls, and lace-up leather boots under their feet.

This outfit, regardless of men or women, looks heroic when worn.

The five people brought their own cups and cups, and first set them up on the stone table in the pavilion.

The wine was high-grade liquor, and the mellow aroma made Zhang Fei swallow his saliva - if it wasn't for this wine, he wouldn't have come here at all.

All the dishes prepared by the barracks chef in the morning were packed in a large food box, and Ma Liang took out everything, and lit a small stove, which can be used to warm soup and wine.

Everything is ready, the time is still early, looking far towards the city gate, there is still no movement.

Xu Dalang hated sitting and waiting for others the most, so he simply stood up, picked up the white porcelain cup in front of Xu Yue, walked to the small spring, gave her a bowl of clear spring, and presented it like a treasure.

"Sister, you drink."

Xu Yue took a sip, the spring water was clear and tasted sweet, "This spring water is not bad, it should be delicious for making tea."

The tea in Xu Yue's mouth is not the Daqing Dark Cuisine Tea made by adding all kinds of green onion, ginger and garlic, but the tender tea from the tea tree.

Zhao Bei didn't know what kind of tea she was talking about, but when he heard Xu Yue say that the water was good, he asked Zhang Fei to fetch a pot of spring water, and cooked Xu Yue's dark dish of Daqing in his heart - tea soup on the small stove.

A strong fragrance of minced ginger wafted out from the stove, and Xu Yue felt a little overwhelmed after taking a sip. Zhao Bei took out a bag of rare spices like a treasure, and added a little to it.

Xu Yue and Xu Dalang raised their heads back together, looking like snakes and scorpions.

Zhang Fei and Zhao Bei seemed to be enjoying themselves, smelling the unique fragrance and feeling refreshed.

Ma Liang looked at the completely different reactions of the two sides, and asked curiously, "Is this tea soup good?"

His family is from a poor family, and his grandfather started to join the army in order to honor his family. Unfortunately, the world has been in chaos since his grandfather's generation, and he has never enjoyed the life of a famous family in his grandfather's mouth.

I have never drank this precious tea soup.

Zhang Fei laughed and patted Ma Liang on the shoulder, pouring him a glass generously.

Ma Liang took a sip full of anticipation, his eyes lit up, "It feels spicy at the first taste, but after a while, it smells like tangerine peel. After a while, the tip of the tongue is bitter and numb, but the bitterness has a long aftertaste, which is very good!"

Xu Yue and Xu Dalang immediately looked over with wide eyes, "Really?"

They suspected that Ma Liang was flattering Zhao Bei, the tea maker.

Ma Liang nodded seriously, and encouraged Xu Yue and Xu Dalang to try it too.

With some disbelief in her heart, Xu Yue picked up the tea soup that Zhao Bei brought over and licked it out of breath.

"Ok?"

It's not as bad as I thought it would be!

Xu Yue looked at her brother in amazement, signaling to him to try it too, Xu Dalang stepped back two meters away, and stared at Zhao Bei coldly, as if he was going to force him.

In Xu Dalang's logic, Zhao Bei cooked the tea, and he was the one who made Xu Yue's success, so he is the culprit.

"Brother, I really don't lie to you, try it? It's much better than the one I drank at my aunt's house before."

While trying to amuse herself, Xu Yue thought suspiciously in her heart: I haven't lived a modern life for so long, I actually feel that this tea soup is a bit like drinking milk tea!
Yes, you can add milk!

Xu Yue's eyes lit up immediately, and she hurriedly told Zhao Bei what she thought.

Zhao Bei was skeptical, and promised to try the tea soup with milk when he turned around, to see if it was as delicious as Xu Yue said.

Ever since, when Zhao Yu and others came, what they saw was this leisurely scene.

The five people in the pavilion seemed to be on a spring outing, ready to eat, and made tea soup, talking and laughing.

If he hadn't held the invitation letter written by the leader of the Xu family army in his hand, Zhao Yu would have wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

The movement outside the pavilion naturally attracted the attention of Xu Yue and five people inside the pavilion. They stopped Amway Xu Dalang's joke about drinking tea soup, and stood up to greet him.

Yan Rou, who was accompanying her, looked around and made sure that the Xu family army who was in ambush had not been seen, and was secretly surprised.

Is Xu Jiajun too confident in his own strength?
Or too proud?

Together with Zhao Yu, the three masters and servants entered the grass pavilion together, and the accompanying guards of fifty riders surrounded the outside of the grass pavilion, always on guard against possible dangers around them.

Zhao Bei acts as a middleman and introduces both parties.

Zhao Yu looked at the young brother and sister standing in front of him, and was surprised again, they were so young.

Based on this calculation, Xu Yue was only about 13 years old when the Xu family army raised troops!

What can 13 years old do?
Some at the age of 13 are still acting like a baby with their parents at home, teasing cats and dogs, and being scolded by the masters of the academy all day long.

And some 13-year-olds actually rebelled against the court!

Zhao Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the indescribable envy or helplessness in his heart, and bowed to Xu Yue.

"I heard his name earlier, and today I saw him, the leader of the Xu family army is just as rumored, extraordinary."

"Thank you, I see, let's stop talking nonsense and sit down first."

Xu Yue interrupted Zhao Yu's foreseeable lengthy praise with a smile, pointed to the stone bench opposite, and signaled him to sit down and talk.

Zhao Yu was obviously stalking, the corner of his mouth twitched, and was suddenly interrupted. After reacting, he inevitably felt a little emotional.

Fortunately, Zhao Bei explained in time, "It's not aimed at the adults, it's just because the Xu family's army pays attention to efficiency, and the leader doesn't like the old way of beating around the bush. You can speak directly if you have anything to say, and the leader will not blame you."

As Qi Zhou, who has the most contact with Xu Jiajun, has a deep understanding of Xu Jiajun's style, he nodded at Zhao Yu,

"My lord, the Xu family's army is indeed like this. No matter the officials or the people, they are all equal. The people don't obey the officials, and the officials don't bully the people. The two sides go straight to each other and act efficiently."

After listening to the two people's explanations, Zhao Yu's awkwardness was finally resolved.

At the same time, he also became very interested in Xu Jiajun's series of rules.

He sat down in front of Xu Yue, and Xu Yue asked Zhao Yu whether he wanted to drink tea or drink, or water, anyway, there were only these three options, and there were no more choices.

(End of this chapter)