Chapter 45 Cheese
"I don't dare, I'm a barbarian. It's a high achievement to get advice from noble people. How dare you expect such an extravagant thing?" Wang Ping repeatedly raised his hand, feeling a little flattered.
"Why is General Wang so arrogant?" Feng Yong said seriously, "A real man was born in heaven and earth, so why should he stick to worldly opinions? The general is only temporarily frustrated. When the time comes, he will have his own career, and he will be a general in the future. It will make those who despise him today look at him with suspicion.”
The dozens of years old man was trembling all over after just a few words. Wang Ping trembled his lips and bent down deeply: "Thank you Feng Langjun for your kind words. If I succeed in the future, I will never forget Feng Langjun." This is your tribute today."
Sending help in times of need is far more valuable than adding icing on the cake.
If you lend Alibaba 100,000 yuan when he is in his most difficult time, you will get much more in return than injecting another 100 million yuan after he succeeds.
Feng Yong smiled, just don’t forget it! I like people who repay kindness in return.
After Wang Ping finished speaking, he stood up and walked to the carriage. He unwrapped the tightly wrapped carriage with his own hands and lifted the covering. He saw that most of the carriage was made of silk and brocade that could be directly used as money, and there was also a small part. It's a copperware with one or two silverware in the middle.
“It’s just a small gift, but it’s not respectful. I hope Feng Langjun won’t dislike it.”
Feng Yong walked around the carriage without even looking at the silks. Instead, his eyes fell on the utensils. He picked up a copper bowl. There was a water mark on it. It was probably still in use at home, so he took it out.
At that moment, he sighed softly and said: "I heard that General Wang's family is not very well-off. If you take out so many things this time, I'm afraid there are only four walls left in the house now, right?"
Wang Ping said with a slight embarrassment: "There is still some frivolous wealth at home..."
Feng Yong said "Oh" and turned around to look at Wang Ping with a smile but not a smile. "My teacher has a saying. I wonder if General Wang has heard of it? My mother, Fang, is the first teacher among children."
Wang Ping let out a long sigh and bowed down with sincerity: "Feng Langjun is really worthy of being a disciple of a master!" After saying that, he stood up and pointed at the car, and said with a hint of self-mockery, "All the valuables of the Wang family are in this car. I cheated Feng Lang before. Jun, it’s my fault alone and has nothing to do with Da Lang, please don’t blame Feng Langjun on him.”
“You are really pitiful for the mother-in-law in the world!” Feng Yong sighed with emotion, then turned to Wang Xun and said, “You must remember everything your grandma has done for you today.”
Wang Xun bowed: "I really dare not forget it."
Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction, turned around, patted the carriage, and said in a very pretentious manner: "Gold and silver are valuable, but knowledge is priceless. Your sincere desire to learn is the best way to cultivate yourself. These common things, Just take it back."
Sigh, no wonder Wang Ping, your life has been so miserable since you surrendered, you are still too upright! Just bring all the things in your house over, and no one will dare to accept them! If you really take it away, a reputation that regards wealth as life is impossible to escape. How can you live with a bad reputation?
You can just bring over half of it, so that we can not only create an image of a good father who sacrifices money for his son to study, but I can also pretend to be a shirk and accept the benefits. Hello, I am good, everyone, this is great. ?
“I specialize in the art of changing teeth in my master’s school, and I like to eat. If the general is really serious about it, why not just use it as a bundle of food to practice.”
Wang Ping glanced at Wang Xun in surprise and thought to himself: Dalang also said this to me. At that time, he thought it was Feng Langjun's humble words, but he didn't expect that he said it to be the truth. Fortunately, I listened to Dalang's words and made another preparation. But Feng Langjun, a disciple of a master, is really free and easy.
"Of course there is food, but I am afraid that it will not be seen by Feng Langjun." Wang Ping took a clay pot from Wang Xun, opened the mouth of the pot, and brought it to Feng Yong, "Although this food is delicious, it is Big men are extremely rare, but I don’t know if they suit Feng Langjun’s taste.”
"Hey, what is this?" Feng Yong saw that the thing in the pottery pot was yellow and white, with a slightly sour smell. He took it out and put it in his hand to look at it carefully, with a little fear in his eyes. Confidence.
"This is cheese, made by the Qiang people. The Qiang people are good at shepherding sheep and like to eat goat milk, so this thing is made from goat milk. A certain person once met the Qiang people and bought this thing from them, but felt that it was The food tastes very delicious, so I brought it to Mr. Feng to try it."
It is indeed cheese!
Feng Yong sighed, are you really going to force me to make ice cream? That’s right. What’s summer without ice cream?
I remember when I was a child, there was an aunt at home who was more than ten years older than Feng Yong, and she was very smart in reading. But my family was poor at that time, and because sons were valued over daughters, I stopped studying in junior high school. After going out to work for two years, she suddenly ran home and said that she had saved enough money and wanted to go to high school again. Her father, Feng Yong's grandfather, slapped her to the ground and knocked her out again the next day. After leaving home to continue working, Feng Yong never saw that little aunt again for five years.
Five years later, Feng Yong entered primary school. He was the top student in the school and a well-known smart boy in his village. The little aunt, who was dressed in a fashionable style, was very happy to find out when she came home. She took Feng Yong out to play, buy clothes, stationery, supplements, and secretly gave him pocket money...
Finally, she taught him how to make cakes and ice cream using the eggs and corn flour at home. She smiled and told him that she secretly learned this while washing dishes in the kitchen of a hotel. Among the children in the family, only Feng Yong has this kind of treatment, and the others can only be jealous - who says that their studies are not as good as Feng Yong's?
After Feng Yong grew up, his family became more affluent, and he could occasionally buy snacks. However, I found that the cakes and ice cream bought on the street did not taste like what I remembered. Maybe it was because of chemical additives, or maybe it wasn't made by my aunt. Gradually, he didn't like eating cakes and ice cream.
Because he stubbornly believes that cakes made with corn flour and ice cream made with eggs are the purest flavors.
When Feng Yong learned to write letters, his aunt often wrote to him outside, asking him to study hard. But I always found that some letters were always lost and not received. After all, lost letters were common at that time, so Feng Yong didn't care. It was only after I told my little aunt that she felt a little strange, because all the lost letters contained pocket money from her to Feng Yong.
Later, my aunt secretly told Feng Yong that her sister-in-law, Feng Yong’s aunt, had intercepted these letters, took away the money inside, and tore up all the letters. It was then that Feng Yong realized that it was not only children who had pinkeye, but adults as well.
Red eye and pink eye disease are not the same thing. For example, Feng Yong’s eyes are a little red now.
He patted the carriage again, feeling even more painful.
Lao Duo’s small amount of money can’t be collected. It’s a failure, a real failure!
Angry in his heart, he said to Wang Ping: "If the general is really sincere, he can exchange all the money and silk from this cart for a cart of cheese!"
(End of this chapter)