Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

When the three came to the post house, Sun Shangxiang and others were eating in the post house lobby.

Zhang Fei had already brought over the Sun's men who had stayed under the city gate last night. A group of Yangzhou people who had never eaten fried vegetables buried their heads in their rice bowls, snoring and eating deliciously.

Zhang Fei stood in the lobby looking at it happily, bragging loudly: "What is this, in the winter, eating a hot meal of boiled mutton is called happiness!"

"If you can leak a bottle or two of high-quality wine from the leader's fingers, tsk, I will not change the taste if I am a fairy!"

"It's a pity, I have to work overtime this year, and I can't go to Hejian County to participate in the New Year's party. It's a pity, a pity, you don't have the good fortune to listen to me singing oboe with the big girls!"

Sun Shangxiang cooked three bowls of rice in a row, and now she is too full to eat any more. She opened her eyes wide and listened to Zhang Fei's bragging with great interest. She only felt that everything in the Northland was novel and interesting.

"Uncle Yide, what is a double reed?" Sun Shangxiang asked in unproficient Mandarin. The Yangzhou accent was very strong, and Zhang Fei understood half of it.

He laughed, turned around and winked at the female curator behind him who was dialing the abacus. The female curator laughed helplessly, but she still cooperated with Zhang Fei and played a double reed in front of Sun Shangxiang and everyone.

Sun Shangxiang, who was warming up with hot tea, almost spit out a mouthful of tea when he saw Zhang Fei speaking in a delicate female voice against his rough face.

"Hahaha!"

The passengers in the hall roared with laughter, and everyone in the Sun family couldn't help laughing, so they didn't choke on the food.

"Huh? Brother and sister-in-law, when did you arrive?"

Zhang Fei, who was good at acting, suddenly uttered his rough voice, and the female curator stopped when she saw this, nodded at Zhao Bei and others, and continued to dial the abacus with her head down.

The three of Zhao Bei walked into the posthouse, and Mrs. Gan raised her hand and pointed Zhang Fei emphatically, "It's a pity that you don't have your show this year."

"That's it!" Zhang Fei proudly flicked his neatly braided mustache, very embarrassed.

Sun Shangxiang stood up and called her sister and brother-in-law.

Zhao Bei visibly froze for a moment, as if recalling the accident last night, bowed his fists solemnly, and led Zhuge Liang towards Zhuge Jin.

Mrs. Gan's face was natural. She cleaned up the man last night, and now she just feels refreshed.

"Are you full? Why go out for a stroll when you're full? Just leave the carriages and horses to their men." Mrs. Gan laughed.

Sun Shangxiang wanted to go out for a stroll a long time ago, so she nodded quickly, "I've finished eating, let's go!"

Mrs. Gan stretched out her hand, and Sun Shangxiang stretched out her hand naturally. The two held hands and went shopping.

Out of the corner of his eye, Zhao Bei has been paying attention to his wife's situation, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the person had left.

Zhang Fei winked at his elder brother jokingly, "Are you all right last night?"

Zhao Bei's eyes turned cold, Zhang Fei's heart was agitated, he hurriedly put away the jokes, straightened his face, and said in a businesslike manner:

"We're leaving tomorrow morning, time is running out, let's hurry up and get ready."

Zhuge Jin glanced at the overwhelmed guards, with an embarrassed expression on his face, "Brother Zhu laughed."

"Hey, what's the matter!" Zhang Fei slapped enthusiastically, "Xiao Jin, you are too polite! We are not interested in those who eat and sleep without talking. The world is big, and eating is the biggest."

Zhuge Jin gritted her teeth and stabilized her figure, so she didn't get slapped into the ground by Zhang Fei's big palm. She smiled obsequiously, called the guards, and followed Zhao Bei brothers to the racecourse to prepare the horses and chariots.

The road is slippery in snowy days, the wheels should be covered with straw, and the horseshoes should also be tied with cloth strips to avoid slipping.

There are many women accompanying them, and several carriages must be prepared.

You need to eat and drink water on the road, and you need to bring basic cooking utensils.

Although under the suppression of Xu Jiajun, the overall environment is much better now, but the rogues also have to be prevented, so Zhao Bei needs to prepare another team of guards.

Calculated in this way, there are nearly a hundred people in the group.

Zhuge Liang stared at Xu Jiajun's carriage tires for a long time, Zhang Fei had already tidied up his elder brother's beloved horse, and turned around, Zhuge Liang was still staring at the carriage tires.

From time to time, I touch it with my hands and pinch it for a while, very focused.

"Xiao Liang, what are you looking at!" Zhang Fei hopped up in front of Zhuge Liang, and laughed out loud when he saw that he jumped in fright.

Zhuge Liang rolled his eyes speechlessly in his heart, childish!
"Is this the rubber tire that Sister Xu said?" Zhuge Liang asked curiously.

Zhang Fei scratched his head blankly, "Which Big Sister Xu?"

"Xu Mei."

"Oh, I remembered, my A Dou was still delivered by her and the goddess."

Seeing that Zhang Fei's words were getting more and more biased, Zhuge Liang hurriedly pulled him back and asked him how rubber tires were made.

Why didn't he find any trace of stitching.

Zhang Fei laughed, "You have to ask the leader about it, the things in the heavenly palace are not for you and me to spy on."

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Liang asked Zhuge Liang not to ask any more questions with a mysterious expression on his face, and the secret must not be revealed.

When Zhao Bei and Zhuge Jin came over after arranging everything, they saw Zhuge Liang was stupefied by Zhang Fei.

What kind of artifacts, taking things out of thin air, and so on, and even talked about the new artifact that the leader will show off at this year's gala.

"Zhang Yide!" Zhao Bei's voice was cold and harsh.

Only then did Zhang Fei come to his senses, and he slapped his mouth and threatened Zhuge Liang softly, "You didn't hear anything, do you know?"

He threatened people, and before Zhao Bei could kill him, he turned his head and rode on his BMW and ran away.

"This guy!" Zhao Bei was so angry that he wanted to throw his knife over and hack this stinky brother to death.

Zhuge Liang and Zhuge Jin looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing silently.

It seems that they are here, just in time to see Xu Jiajun's Spring Festival Gala.

However, the two brothers are their own masters, and in order to avoid suspicion in private, they hardly communicate except for official business.

Seeing that Zhuge Liang didn't tell Zhuge Jin what Zhang Fei said, Zhao Bei's affection for this young man increased again.

On the way back, every time Zhao Bei glanced at Zhuge Liang, he sighed, "It would be great if this man could be taken under my command."

It's a pity that the other party's heart and eyes are all about serving 'Master Xu', no matter how tempted he is, he doesn't dare poach the leader's corner.

It snowed all night again, but it cleared up the next day.

The sun came out and after about two hours, the snow on the road melted.

Xuehua was even more difficult to walk. Before departure, Zhuge Liang was a little worried about whether he would be able to reach Hejian County smoothly and meet the lord.

When he saw the confident smiles of Mrs. Gan and Zhao Bei, he faintly felt that the couple was a little too confident.

But as soon as they left the city, Zhuge Liang and everyone in the Sun family were shocked.

The snow in the middle of the road has been cleared!
Zhao Bei, who wrapped himself into a cotton ball, looked at these surprised faces proudly, pulled down the warm cotton mask, and exposed his mouth and said:
"The cement coverage rate of the main road is as high as [-]%, and a post station is set up every [-] miles along the way. The post station chief is not only responsible for the post station vehicles and horses, but also needs to ensure the smooth flow of the road."