Chapter 364: Like is not necessarily love

Chapter 364 Like is not necessarily love

As soon as he entered the gate of the house from Jincheng, he saw Butler Zhao waiting.

Seeing that Bu Qu was still carrying something behind Feng Yong, the housekeeper couldn't help but asked, "Master, what did you bring back?"

“Oh, I saw a grain store selling good rice in Jincheng, so I bought some.”

Feng Yonghao said that he was conducting research on the monetary system in Jincheng, so he had to make a casual statement.

I never thought that when Manager Zhao heard this, he looked at the rice bag that Bu Qu was carrying strangely, "When it comes to this kind of land, is there anyone more powerful than the Lord?"

Who among the big Han people today does not know that the Lord is an expert in farming?

How many people are coveting the grain on the farm!

Unexpectedly, the Lord would go to buy food from other families?

“I thought this grain was pretty good and probably delicious, so I bought some.”

Feng Yong had no choice but to talk again, "Uncle Zhao, is something wrong with you?"

Since he has brought back many people from Hanzhong, the housekeeper has been busy settling them in the past few days. He also runs from time to time to do some household chores with others.

In Feng Yong's opinion, this should be the professional habit of housekeepers. When a new member of Zhuangzi comes up, he should find out as soon as possible.

 Today I stood at the door of the house and waited early. It seemed like something was going on.

"Oh," Butler Zhao nodded and said, "When the master went to Jincheng, the Zhang family's young lady sent a name card, saying that not only should it be handed over to the master personally, but she also had something to say to the master. Listen, people are still waiting now."

"The little lady of the Zhang family? Isn't that the little...ahem, Zhang Ji?"

Feng Yong was a little flustered when he heard this.

He is not a fool, how could he not see Zhang Xingyi's thoughts?

Although she is no longer a little **** in the eyes of others, by his standards, she is still a child!

Besides, Huang Yueying came over that day and directly pierced the window paper between him and Guan Zhang, which really made him a little embarrassed.

So it’s not even two days since this happened, and it’s always a bit strange to deal with Zhang Xingyi right away.

Every girl has a time when she first fell in love. When they grow up, they will have a hazy emotional memory in their hearts. This is not surprising.

But that may not be true love.

Feng Yong didn’t want to take care of him. Suddenly one day someone said to himself, I just regard you as my brother...

What's more, he is already in love with Ji.

As for Zhang Ji, she will have to wait four to five to six years at least...

It’s been too long, it’s been too long...

“Where is the person?”

Although I warned myself in my heart that I didn't want to see her, my body responded honestly - Miss Zhang is actually very cute.

I just want to know what happened to her, that must be it.

“The old servant has arranged the people in the side hall of the front yard.”

Butler Zhao replied, and then watched Feng Yong pass him and walk towards the side hall, with unstoppable gossip in his eyes.

The wife of the Guan family looks very powerful and can manage a house. She is quite suitable to be a housewife.

But the Zhang family's young lady is more polite than a lady, and she seems to be quite good.

And the Lord is not young either...

Although Feng Yong is currently in an official position, he probably has a too good reputation as "Feng Langjun, a man of clever words, command and beauty", so most of the time, others still like to call him Feng Langjun.

“No need to be polite.”

Feng Yong replied and looked carefully at Huang Hu who stood up. He was fair and fair, with a smile on his fat face, as if the smile was born on his face. It was very unique. Funny.

As soon as Feng Yong saw this person, he felt something strange in his heart.

"Are you from the Zhang family? Did Mrs. Zhang ask you to come here?"

"The villain is indeed sent by Madam Zhang. This is the message from Madam Zhang to Mr. Feng."

The visitor said as he handed over a name card.

Opening the name card, an elegant fragrance hits your nostrils. The handwriting on it looks very graceful and elegant, but there is a hint of strength in the twists and turns.

The above content only contains a few words from Liao Liao, which is that spring is just around the corner in Jincheng. My younger sister Xingyi knows that there is an imperial village outside Jincheng with extremely beautiful scenery, and she wants to invite the brothers of the Feng family to go there tomorrow to enjoy the beautiful spring scenery.

The tone is coquettish and naive, just like the girl next door acting like a coquettish invitation.

Closing the name card, the fragrance hit my nostrils again. Matching the content of the name card, a beautiful little girl seemed to appear in front of me.

The time is a bit rushed, as if I am anxious to see myself.

Feng Yong looked at the servant standing opposite him with his head bowed, and said in deep thought, "Tell the young lady of the Zhang family that I will definitely be there tomorrow."

"I understand. My wife also asked me to ask Mr. Feng, how many people will I take with me tomorrow?"

“In addition to the few steps that I take with me, I also need to bring a medical worker with me.”

“I wonder if I can let the villain pass by first so that I can talk to the lady later?”

"become."

Feng Yong nodded, called the servants in the house, and asked him to call Fan A.

As soon as Fan A entered the side hall, the fair and fat man looked at Fan A up and down for a long time, then nodded, turned around and saluted Feng Yong, "I have taken note of this, Feng Langjun, don't you?" I know the way to Zhuangzi, and someone will come to lead the way tomorrow, so Feng Langjun just follows."

“I’m tired.”

Feng Yong smiled and thanked him, and after letting the confused Fan Ah go out, he stood up and walked to Huang Hu. At the same time, he retracted his hands into his sleeves. When he stretched them out again, a few more woolen cloth bills came out, and he gently Pressing it on Huang Hu's hand, "Thank you, Manager Huang, for making this trip."

As soon as Huang Hu’s hand touched the note, he shrank back as if he had been scalded by boiling water, and kept saying, “Don’t dare, don’t dare.”

Feng Yong grabbed the other person's hand, put the bills into his hands again, and helped him close them, "There are only a few bills left and right, so just use them as errand fees for Manager Huang."

A few notes, at least hundreds of pieces of cloth!

This Feng Langjun is indeed, as rumored, an extremely generous master.

 Huang Hu was scared and happy at the same time. All in all, this was the first time he had received such a large gift.

The smile on his face became even brighter, and he thanked him repeatedly.

Seeing that the other party's smile was sincere and not fake, Feng Yong asked, "When I was in Hanzhong, I also knew a man named Huang. His name is Huang Hao. Do you know Mr. Huang?"

"We know each other, he is a slave... There is a child under the villain. Because he has the same surname as the villain, he recognizes the villain as an adult. Speaking of which, when he went to Hanzhong, he was still a villain who mentioned it to the master."

After Huang Hu sighed, a look of annoyance appeared on his face, "Oh, this can be regarded as the villain's blindness. I never thought that he was a ungrateful beast. He did something wrong in Hanzhong, and the villain was even implicated. The Lord scolded me."

After hearing this, Feng Yong had a smile on his face. He took out two more bills and stuffed them into Huang Hu's hand, "I see. I'll go to Zhuangzi tomorrow. If there is a place where I can't meet the etiquette, if you have the chance, please come. Manager Huang, please give me a heads up."

"sure!"

After taking it the first time, it became much easier the second time. Huang Hu was so excited that he agreed.

(End of this chapter)

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