Long Lin was sitting in the sedan chair and had separated from Mr. Fang.
The three kings followed the sedan with a very serious expression, closely observing the surrounding situation.
They held weapons in their hands and were scattered around the sedan.
The Chicken King looked at the sedan with a slightly complicated expression. What His Highness said to him was obviously very firm.
But after hearing such a thing, he felt that it was completely impossible.
Everyone can eat steamed buns? Is that possible?
During his training, he took over some tasks and met many common people.
For most people, it is completely impossible for them to eat steamed buns.
He also wanted to let all the people eat it, and he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart.
There was another sentence that made him even more shocked. It tastes a hundred times better than steamed buns? What is that? Is it still steamed buns?
The Chicken King was not sure and felt that His Highness was just talking nonsense.
This kind of thing sounds more like a beautiful wish, but deep down in the heart of the Rooster King, he really hopes that it can come true.
He didn't know who his parents were, and he had no idea how his parents were doing.
Seeing the poor people living in poverty, he would feel a little sad in his heart. He was afraid that his parents lived the same life.
There must be a couple in this world who are his parents. Maybe his parents know about his situation, maybe they don't know at all.
No matter what the reason is, Chicken King hopes that his parents can live a better life and be able to eat steamed buns every day.
If what His Highness said can really come true.
Then his parents will definitely be able to eat steamed buns, and the parents of the three kings will be able to eat steamed buns.
Even the parents of many shadow guards who had trained together were able to eat steamed buns.
What His Highness said is very firm, and it may actually come true.
This matter was firmly remembered by the Chicken King and became the only wish deep in his heart.
Following the sedan all the way, everyone returned to the mansion.
When Long Lin got off the sedan, he felt pain everywhere in his body. After running around for a day, he was indeed a little tired.
When he returned to his mansion, looking at how clean it was, Long Lin was in a good mood.
Xia Xiang took good care of the entire mansion, and vaguely, Long Lin discovered that Xia Xiang already had the temperament of a housekeeper.
Where else can we look for such a good housekeeper?
The fragrant meat was placed on the table, and Long Lin began to devour it alone, eating the meat, but what he was thinking about was the gray steamed bun.
Thinking of steamed buns, Long Lin couldn't help but think of his mother in his previous life.
The steamed buns his mother steamed for him were big, white and empty, with a sweet taste and endless aftertaste.
I'm afraid he will never be able to eat the steamed buns made by his mother.
It would be great if the steamed buns here could be made the same as in the previous life. At least he would see it and feel very comfortable in his heart.
But damn, how do you make steamed buns? He doesn’t know how.
He had no idea why the steamed buns were so white.
But he knew very well that the steamed buns could be made white, fluffy and delicious.
This is not a temporary matter. He needs to solve it in the future. The current problem is to solve the school problem first.
You won't know it until you look at it, but you will be shocked at first glance. In Long Lin's opinion, there is not much difference between having such a school and not having one.
After dinner, Long Lin went to his room alone and fell into a beautiful dream.
Early the next morning, Long Lin climbed out of the bed very early. After getting used to getting up early every day, he would wake up naturally when the time came.
Originally, I wanted to enjoy life, but now I don’t know what happened, but I woke up earlier than a chicken.
When he came to the courtyard, Long Lin practiced as usual and persisted for a long time. Before he had breakfast, Master Fang was led in from outside by the guards.
Seeing Fang Pu, Long Lin stopped as expected. It was better not to embarrass his three-legged cat skills.
"Master Fang, it's so early, have you eaten?"
"Isn't it early, Your Highness? Are you practicing martial arts in this courtyard? I am afraid of delaying His Highness's important event, so I would rather be early than late."
"Master Fang is serious. I will just stretch my body here, not to mention practicing. Master Fang will have something to eat here, and then we will continue to set off."
"No, no... Your Highness, I have already eaten. I will just wait here for Your Highness."
"Have you really eaten it?"
"Really, Your Highness, please rest assured."
Long Lin could only nodded and went to eat something quickly alone.
After the meal, the two of them sat in a sedan chair and rushed to the next school.
In the following time, Long Lin ran around in various schools and learned about the situation of each school in detail.
For dozens of days, the same thing was repeated every day. It was not until the last school was finished that Long Lin stopped.
In his hand, he held dozens of large pieces of paper, and on each piece of paper, a simple outline was drawn with a brush.
On these papers, the situation of each school is probably marked in detail.
For these dozens of days, Fang Pu had been with him, and every step he took, Fang Pu had always been by his side.
At this time, the two of them were in Long Lin's mansion.
These simple drawings were made by Fang Pu. Although the drawings are simple, you can basically see them clearly from the drawings.
"Yes, Mr. Fang is thoughtful. This picture is very well done and will provide a lot of help for our next work."
"Your Highness, this is what I should do. It's just that I don't understand what your plans are for completing all these schools."
Fang Pu followed Long Lin all the way and could clearly discover that Long Lin was obviously very attentive to these schools.
Every time he went to a school, Long Lin would not miss any of the directions. He would take the teachers in the school and ask questions clearly about everything, no matter how detailed it was.
His Highness must have his own intentions behind such painstaking efforts to understand.
It's just that Fang Pu couldn't understand His Highness's intention for a while.
Long Lin placed the drawing in his hand on the table, and then gestured to Fang Pu to sit down and chat.
After getting along with each other for dozens of days, the two of them have become quite familiar.
Long Lin sat on the chair, Fang Pu nodded and sat down as well.
Qiuxiang came in from the outside with hot tea in her hands, placed the teacup on the table respectfully, then bowed and left.
Qiuxiang's appearance made Fang Pu stunned for a moment, feeling slightly surprised.
He did not expect that a maid in His Highness Long Lin's residence would be such a beautiful person.
Of course, in Fang Pu's heart, Qiuxiang's appearance was definitely not comparable to that of his daughter Shanshan.
