Sima Fang looked at this empty and unpopular home, "Is this why you have no one to take care of you?"
Sima Yi nodded, then shook his head, yes or no.
"Is that true?" Sima Fang was a little irritated.
Ever since he entered this city, there were too many unfamiliar things, which made him a little impetuous, and he could easily get angry.
Sima Yi secretly thought in his heart, wondering if his father had any regrets at all, and personally went deep into the enemy's base to suffer this crime.
That's the Xu Jiajun. If it were placed on any side of the force, if his father hadn't encountered a few accidents halfway through, he would have cut off his head.
However, it can be seen that the leader is right, some fathers are dedicated to cheating their sons.
To avoid being cheated, Sima Yi patiently explained to his father: "My son is not used to being taken care of."
"There is food in the cafeteria every day, so there is no need to hire someone to cook."
Local cooks are not only expensive, but their skills are not as good as those in big restaurants.
"With busy work schedules, it's more convenient to sleep in the dormitory. You can also send your clothes to a laundry in the city. The laundry workers there will deliver the clothes to your son's door after washing them, drying them, and incense them. The monthly subscription is only 200.
It’s much cheaper than hiring a laundryman.”
Sima Fang asked: "Then you should have an errand boy by your side, right? You are an official after all. Is it possible that you have to run here and there by yourself?"
Sima Yi smiled and said, "I have been assigned two soldiers from above to run errands, so there is no need for them."
Just as he was talking, voices came from downstairs. Sima Yi stood up and looked through the window, smiling happily.
"Father, I sent them back to buy food. Let's go down and eat and talk. Let me tell you, the food in Xu's restaurant, you will never forget it after you eat it...
"
Seeing his son's excited and expectant expression, Sima Yi was inspired to have some expectations.
"Can Xu Jiajun's meals be brought home directly? How big of a restaurant would that be?"
In Sima Yi's impression, only large restaurants in Kyoto have delivery services.
Moreover, not everyone can enjoy it. At least a person of his status must be able to order a take-out meal.
Ordinary people may have never heard of restaurants offering delivery.
"It's such a cold day, isn't it already cold?" Sima Fang murmured, not daring to speak too loudly for fear of hurting his son's good intentions.
Sima Yi didn't bother to explain when he heard it. Anyway, he would know whether the food was cold or not as soon as he saw it.
Sima Yi knew the number of people dining in advance and ordered fast food boxes for the guards and entourage. The two soldiers assigned to him were distributing the meals to them.
"Let's go to the kitchen. There's a stove over there. Let's light a fire and eat warm." Xiaobing Xiaojia greeted warmly.
The guards glanced at Sima Fang and did not dare to act.
Sima Yi helped his father sit down in front of the stove and nodded to the guards, "Follow Xiao Jia. Thank you for taking care of my father along the way."
The guards were immediately flattered. They all clasped their fists and said they didn't dare. However, they did not reject Xiao Jia's enthusiasm. They followed him to the kitchen with a bit of curiosity and a bit of joy.
Box lunches are no longer a rare thing here in the Xu family, but the guards have never seen them.
It was strange to see Xiao Jia taking out boxes of food one after another. They were all still warm.
The presentation of fast food is not so particular, and the guards don't care about it. They only see the lunch box full of food and the aroma of heavy salt and oil.
Modern people just want to eat vegetables in order to lose weight, but for the hardworking people in Daqing, fat meat is their favorite.
The pigs in Wang Youliang's farm are famous for their fatness, and the workers love the garlic paste made from his pigs.
The fast food box not only contains fat minced garlic meat, but also vegetables and eggs fried in heavy oil.
It’s already January, and we can still see fresh green vegetables!
The guards looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at Xiao Jia who was lighting the charcoal fire with some fear. They swallowed again and again, but did not dare to move their chopsticks.
Because they couldn't believe that such good food was given to servants like them.
"Steward A, did you get it by mistake? Just give us some rough cakes and drink hot water..."
When they followed Captain Wang to the post house, they could always get a portion of hot food and occasionally broth.
That has made them fearful and uneasy for a long time.
Because what I eat is exactly the same as them.
But now, the meal in my hand is several times better than the one in the post house. Isn’t this really the wrong gift?
The guards and entourage glanced towards the living room. The door was closed. From time to time, they could only hear Sima Fang and his cronies praising their satisfaction, but they couldn't see what they had eaten.
Xiao Jia lit the charcoal basin and pushed the fire among everyone. He found a small bench in the kitchen and sat naturally among the guards. He also picked up a box lunch and said to them with a smile:
"Don't look at it, just feel free to eat. This is our food. Mr. Sima said it himself. I bought it according to what he said. It's absolutely right!"
"Eat quickly, I have to send these wooden boxes back to the store after eating."
"Oh, by the way." Xiao Jia pointed to the carriages and horses parked outside and said, "After eating in a while, you follow me to the inn to return these carriages and horses. There are special tricycles in the city that take people there. Take that one when you go out.
A car will do. That car doesn’t use animals or poop, so the roads in the city can be so clean."
Talking about shit did not affect the appetite of the guards in the slightest. After hearing Xiao Jia say that he had given the wrong meal, they couldn't wait and started eating with big mouthfuls.
The fat meat is indeed as delicious as expected. Some people's eyes were red after eating it, and they chewed with bulging mouths and said:
"This is the best meal I've ever had in my life..."
Xiao Jia looked at them distressedly and said with a smile: "You can still eat it in the future, as long as you want, you can eat it every time."
Everyone just immersed themselves in eating their food and nodded randomly, thinking it was Xiao Jia comforting them. They took the time to raise their heads and smiled gratefully at him, but they didn't really take it to heart.
How could servants like them want such a good meal and be able to eat every meal?
This is impossible, not possible in eight lifetimes!
Unless you are reborn as a good child in your next life and become a young master in a wealthy family.
Ah, this rice is so fragrant and delicious~
The guards looked satisfied, and even their eyes were bent with happiness.
Xiao Jia looked at their satisfied expressions quietly and said nothing. Anyway, they would stay in Zhuoxian for a long time and they would understand that what he said was not comfort.
After the guards and entourage finished eating, Xiao Jia stood up and put away the lunch box, which was as clean as if it had been washed, put it back into the box covered with quilts, and sent it back to the fast food restaurant owner.
When he came back, he led ten guards and followers to return the carriage.
On the street, the guards finally saw the tricycle that Xiaojia had mentioned.
