Chapter 22 Although Gai Nie's mouth is stinky, you can't take more than 3,000 people to kill him
The Guanzhong Plain is getting warmer and warmer.
Qin Feng got up early in the morning. After learning swordsmanship with Fusu, he went to take a bath to wash away the smelly sweat.
Then he leaned comfortably on the bed covered with tiger skin and stretched himself hard.
He took the hot milk from Madoka with his left hand and pinched her perky little butt, causing her to let out a coy "ouch".
She took Xiaohuan's fried egg and scallion pancake with her right hand and pinched her smooth face, which immediately made her feel shy.
Now that Shanglinyuan has built a small courtyard, Qin Feng simply brought the two little maids from the house here.
While teaching them how to cook, they can also warm their quilts...and wash their clothes.
Fusu also leaned on the soft body, and after receiving the meal, he hugged the two of them.
It is said that this is the rule on the road.
"Master, we haven't learned new knowledge for a long time."
Fusu ate half a piece of egg and scallion pancake in one gulp and said vaguely.
Qin Feng tasted the hot milk with honey, nodded with satisfaction, and then said slowly:
"In the days you have been following me, you have actually been learning.
For example, if you are asked to farm as a teacher, you are teaching you that it is not easy for the people. It is noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work.
Another example is that my teacher asked you to go to the 'General's Young Master' to recruit people and build a water-powered blacksmithing workshop. This is to train your communication skills. You will do this when dealing with ministers in the future."
Fusu suddenly looked enlightened and admired Qin Feng.
Meng Tian slipped in at some point and was secretly eating egg and scallion pancakes. Hearing this, he curled his lips and muttered in a low voice:
"It was agreed that each person would cultivate ten acres of land and set an example for everyone, but one person was so kind that he gave his share to Mr. Fusu to cultivate, and he called it learning.
Study? Study nonsense!”
Qin Feng immediately became angry and kicked Meng Tian on the butt:
"Get out!"
Meng Tian grabbed three pieces of cake and ran out of the house.
Fusu raised his head and drank the honey-hot milk, and asked with a confused look:
"What did Meng Tian say just now? I didn't hear it clearly."
Qin Feng lay down again and said lazily:
"He said that as the eldest son, you should set an example and realize that it is not easy for the people to farm. You will plow the remaining acre of my land later."
Fusu nodded obediently.
Zhang Han, who was sitting in the corner, saw this and did not dare to say a word.
I took a hard bite of the egg and scallion pancake and complained in my heart:
"Exercise communication skills? Are you asking Mr. Fusu to communicate? Are you asking him to kill people?
When he first entered the general's position and became the Young Master, he told others that he would convince others with his "virtue".
As soon as the commander-in-chief praised Mr. Fusu for his elegance, he pulled out his sword and plunged it into the soil at his feet, saying that this was his "virtue"!
The commander-in-chief almost urinated on the spot! He even forgot to ask for instructions from the king, so he gave me whatever I asked for!"
Qin Feng glanced at Zhang Han subconsciously and was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head to eat the cake.
Gai Nie walked into the house with a cold face, glanced at the egg and scallion pancakes on the table, and grabbed them without any ceremony and ate them.
"Hmph! No wonder the progress of swordsmanship is so slow, it turns out that all the focus is on eating!
And grinding the wheat so finely is simply a waste!”
When Fusu heard this, he immediately put down the egg pancake in his hand in shame.
Qin Feng was nonchalant, snorted softly and said:
"I don't even have the foundation to practice martial arts. I can't compete with the best swordsman in the world!"
Gai Nie tasted it carefully and asked again:
"Is this bread made of wheat? How much is the loss?"
"One hundred pounds of wheat can be ground into seventy pounds of flour."
When Gai Nie heard this, he immediately felt sad and said:
"How extravagant! In order to satisfy the appetite, 30% of the food was wasted!
There are still so many people in the world who don’t have enough to eat and are dying of hunger everywhere. What you are doing is just...just..."
Qin Feng kindly reminded:
"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.
If I ask you to study more, you will feed the pigs instead!
The reason I eat well now is to create more food, so don’t eat it if you can."
Gai Nie hummed softly and took a firm bite of the egg and scallion pancake.
Qin Feng opened the window, and the soft sunlight shone on his body, which was so warm that he couldn't help but groan in comfort.
Then he looked at Gai Nie with half-squinted eyes and said lazily:
"By the way, is your real body the sword on your waist? Why haven't I seen you take it off? Let me take a look."
Gai Nie snorted coldly and turned away to prevent Qin Feng from touching him:
"This sword is called Yuan Hong. It is forged from the divine iron from outside the sky. It can cut through gold and jade, and dissolve iron like mud! It is given to me by your Majesty!"
Fusu suddenly showed an envious expression:
"When Fusu learns 30% of Master Gai Nie's sword skills, he will ask my father to give me a sharp sword as well."
Qin Feng looked at Gai Nie, who looked proud, and then looked at Fusu, who looked envious, and couldn't help but curl his lips.
He drank the honey-hot milk in one gulp and said disdainfully:
"It's just an ordinary iron sword. It's beaten more times and has fewer impurities.
Fusu, if you plow another acre of land for me, I will give you a sword that can sharpen iron as much as clay in two days!"
Gai Nie suddenly sneered again and again, randomly stuffed the egg pancake in his hand into his mouth, and said disdainfully:
"Nonsense! What a load of nonsense!"
Qin Feng became angry on the spot, jumped up, pointed at Gai Nie and cursed:
"Do you dare to make a bet with me! If I make a sword within three days, you will lend me Yuan Hong for two days!"
Gai Nie sneered:
"Then what if you can't do it?"
"Then I can agree to any of your requests!"
"good!"
After the words fell, the two high-fived each other.
Qin Feng turned over and collapsed, and ran out angrily.
Fusu was afraid that he would do something stupid impulsively, so he chased him out.
It's not that he's afraid of hurting himself, but that he's afraid of hurting others.
But when they arrived outside the courtyard, they discovered that Qin Feng was struggling to put on the black armor.
Fusu anxiously dissuaded:
"Don't be impulsive! Even if you are wearing armor, Master Genie can stab you to death with one sword!"
Qin Feng looked at him like a fool, took the cloth handed over by Meng Tian, and wrapped the lower half of his face.
At this time, Fusu discovered that there were three thousand people dressed in the same style!
Qin Feng's three thousand prisoners, who did not know when they had gathered, were all wearing armor and covering their faces with cloth.
If it were night now, I'm afraid he would be wanted by the Xianyang officials!
The people in Fusu were all dumbfounded and said sadly:
"Although Master Gai Nie has a bad mouth, you can't ask more than 3,000 people to chop him down!"
Qin Feng glanced at him with disdain, waved his arm suddenly, and shouted:
"Brothers! Let's go! No need to shoot, just enter the village quietly!
Remember! Don’t take every piece of advice from fellow villagers! Don’t bully fellow villagers!
If you are discovered by me, I will beat you to death!"
