Datang Longya

Chapter 205 Cotton
Just like that, Fang Yi knocked, Cheng Chusi listened, and then wrote the answer.

Cheng Chusi loves this multiple-choice question so much now, there is no need for a calculation process, just write the options from "one to four" directly, otherwise if the answer is a few hundred or a few thousand, Fang Yiai will not be able to beat it.

"One...two?"

When writing the tenth question, Cheng Chusi noticed something was wrong. The question was very simple, "Is the sum of ninety and any tens digit greater than one hundred?"

There are only two answers: "yes" and "no".

When Cheng Chusi did it himself, he clearly wrote "one". Cheng Chusi was very confident about this question, but why did Fang Yiai knock twice?
After thinking about it, Cheng Chusi considered that Fang Yi could at least pass the test for love this time, but he himself was not even sure of passing the test, so he simply changed the answer to "two".

But he didn't know that Fang Yiai was already dumbfounded at this moment...

God, I clearly only knocked once, why did I make two knocking sounds?
He wanted to wink at Cheng Chusi, but found that although His Highness the Crown Prince was still thinking, his gaze was directed towards him.

Can't risk it!Fang Yiai lowered her head obediently, for fear that she would really be caught cheating, then everything would really be over!
If someone like Cheng Chusi cheated, his father would definitely beat him up when he got home, and he would be fine after the beating, but if he was caught cheating, tsk tsk.

Civil servants care more about family style and reputation than military officials. Which general's son cheated or something, the common people like to hear it, the general's son!No wonder it's not naughty.

But if it is the son of a civil servant who cheated and it gets out...

Fang Xuanling beat his son hard, but torturing his son was no weaker than Cheng Yaojin's Oula Oula. Fang Yiai remembered what happened to her last time, and she was completely cowardly. Several answers passed on.

"Cheng Chusi, I gave you all the answers to the multiple-choice questions, but it's interesting enough!"

Cheng Chusi heard Fang Yi'ai typing so fast that he didn't even have time to judge whether it was right or wrong, so he could only write the answer in Arabic numerals 1234 on the scratch paper, and then find a chance to copy it to the test paper.

Li Chengqian, who was "in a daze" sitting by the podium, almost couldn't help laughing. Fang Yiai's little tricks didn't escape his ears, so the answers Cheng Chusi heard were all answered by Li Chengqian knocking on the podium except for "four". Voice added one.

Fang Xuanling and Cheng Yaojin are prime ministers, and the other is the Duke of the state. Li Chengqian doesn't want to directly capture Cheng Chusi and Fang Yiai and tear down their two parents, but... Cheng Chusi himself has to eat himself Only the evil fruits sowed will do!

Li Chengqian stepped off the podium and first walked in front of Chang Sun Chong.

Chang Sun Chong had already finished the questions and was checking for the second time. Li Chengqian knew that Chang Sun Chong had won the first place in the exam after just a few glances.

After walking a few more steps, Li Chengqian took a look at Yuchi Baolin's paper. Although there were many mistakes, he could tell from his full draft paper that he was not lazy.

Everyone likes hardworking children, and they can't help but want to give advice, even if Li Chengqian is also a child.

So Li Chengqian quietly clicked on one of Yuchi Baolin's wrong questions, and the sunlight outside the open window shone on Li Chengqian's fingers, giving Yuchi Baolin, who had been struggling with thinking, a glimmer of hope.

Unlike Chang'an, which is sunny and sunny, it is rainy and windy here in Lingnan. If it is not for the waterproof mounds piled up around the outside of the tent, even if there is a tent to block the rain, the feet will definitely be able to soak their feet.

This is still the case that the tent is not built at a low place!

Feng An's loud voice was enough to suppress the sound of the rain hitting, or hammering on the tent: "Fortunately, the supplies arrived before the rain, otherwise there is such a heavy rain! We will be hungry!"

Leng Feng was drinking tea from orange peels when he heard Feng An's voice and nodded.

In front of natural forces, human beings are always weak and weak, so they can only bear it obediently. At least there is still a tent on my side. Although it was shaken by the wind, it was not watered by the rain anyway. Caves are used to shelter from rain.

The rain in Lingnan comes and goes whenever he wants, just when Leng Feng felt that he had to sleep on the table in Feng An's tent, the sound of rain outside stopped!

Stopped!

Li Erniu, who was guarding the tent door, was still wearing the cowhide, but as soon as the wind stopped, he rushed out, almost hitting his head in the mud.

"This rain is really evil!"

Li Erniu shook the muddy water on his hands, very unhappy.

Feng An walked out of the tent, looked at the flood at the foot of the mountain and said, "This rain, we have to stop fighting for at least three or four days, this place is not far from Gaozhou, when Zhidai leads the troops over, the dream of Tan Dian will be shattered! Someone, go and slaughter the buffaloes brought by Zhiyu, let's eat beef stew tonight!"

That night, Leng Feng looked at the large piece of beef in the bowl - wanted to cry but had no tears.

The cooking method here in Lingnan is similar to that in the Central Plains. You throw the ingredients into the pot and cook, sprinkle some salt and then eat. Even in the homes of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, few people use spices.

It's just that the beef cooked in a big pot is not rotten at all, it's like tendon in the mouth, no matter how much you chew it, you can't chew it. Looking at the people who are feasting, Leng Feng always feels that he is out of place with them.

Beef should be stuffed and made into dumplings, dried to make dried beef, or made into sauced beef. If it doesn’t work, beef stew with potatoes is fine too!

This way, you can't taste it at all!

Feng An was dealing with a large piece of beef. Seeing that Leng Feng had only eaten a few mouthfuls and then stopped eating, he asked with concern: "Duke Xi, why didn't you eat it? Could it be that it tastes bad?"

Leng Feng sighed: "I really want to eat beef stew with potatoes, but without cotton and down, I can't go to America, alas~"

Cotton is in Gaochang, I don't know if Li Xiaogong and the others have finished harvesting, the production of down is low, Leng Feng asked Tianxia Manor to raise ducks and geese, just to get down.

It is impossible for three or five people to successfully reach the Americas. There should be three to 5000 people. Such a huge team consumes an astonishing amount of down cotton, and the ducks and geese in the farmers' homes are not enough.

"Damn Li Xiaogong, if you still lose the battle with gunpowder weapons, I will..."

"Ah!"

Li Xiaogong sneezed loudly, blowing the cotton in his hand away.

Li Jing was beside him, the armor on his body turned into a bulging padded jacket.

"There are only a few in the army who can sew clothes, and the clothes they make are really ugly."

Li Jing patted his cotton padded clothes and said to Li Xiaogong: "I just wore this clothes for a walk outside, it is really warm and can effectively resist the cold wind, especially this thing is light and light, if it is made into a quilt, tsk tsk tsk , we don’t have to carry the fur to sleep anymore in the winter.”

　It's no wonder that many authors stop updating during the New Year. It turns out that as long as new chapters are published during the New Year, they will all be subscribed!

　　
　
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