"Little Fatty, you did a good job!"
After leaving the hardware market, Tang Ping touched Xiaopang's head. If he had lost his wallet just now, it would have been a bit troublesome. The main reason was that he didn't have much time to report the loss or reissue various documents and bank cards.
And Xiaopang also rubbed his furry head on Tang Ping's hand in a tacit understanding.
"Let's go and take you to eat something delicious. Brother Tang is here to treat you today!"
I have basically bought all the things I need to buy. Now I just need to go back to Cultural and Creative Street to eat something and prepare to receive the goods.
I have to say that Xiaopang's disguise is quite good. There is a word called "black under the light". Not many people would have thought that someone would dye a panda and show off in the market.
So although Tang Ping was frightened today, there were still no dangers!
The moment he closed the back door of the warehouse, Tang Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief. The mission was completed.
Sure enough, the system's voice also sounded in my mind at the same time: "The mission is completed, the mission rewards have been distributed, and when you return to modern society next month, you can choose to bring someone with you to form a team."
In fact, Tang Pingdao didn't really care whether he was taking someone with him or not. After all, meeting a thief today was something he didn't often encounter.
The main reason for this mission was that the punishment for failure was too harsh. The locust plague was coming, and he really couldn't bear to recruit more rats.
"Old Cui, Lao Du, move things!"
Since the last time they pulled potatoes, Lao Cui and Lao Du also knew that the world behind this door was unusual, so Tang Ping no longer avoided them.
"Sir, what good thing is it?" Now the two of them are somewhat accustomed to the things Tang Ping brought. Even if the things Tang Ping brings next time can make them fly directly, they will not be surprised.
"Send these things to the workshop!" Now Shanghe Village has built several new large houses not far from Tang Ping's house. The workshop in Shanghe Village has been handed over to the two brothers Wang Tieniu.
"Put these to the freezer, and give these to Xiaoluo!"
After quickly dividing the things he brought back this time, Tang Ping went back to his room to rest. He was already exhausted after a day of worry.
And Xiaopang obediently followed Tang Ping into the room with his short legs.
"Young master seems to be able to go to the fairy world once a month!"
"Well, I saw that big iron car outside from that door that day. I wonder what else there is in the fairy world?"
"I guess there will be a lot of delicious food and this magical weapon!" Lao Cui moved a solar panel. Now one side of the yard is given to Li Bai and Pei Min, and the other side is used as a warehouse.
After Tang Ping comes back, he will try his best to clear out the small warehouse behind the convenience store so that he can put things away the next time he goes back.
"I don't know what happened to those guys who went back last time?"
"I heard General Li say yesterday that he seemed to be dealt with a bit badly! Especially that boy Fang Jun."
At this moment, the head of Fang Jun, Fang Yiai, whom the two of them called Fang Jun, was quietly peeking out from the edge of a window sill.
"Mother! Mother!" He shouted twice in a low voice. A beautiful woman turned to look at him and said angrily: "Didn't your father ask you to endorse in the room?"
"Hey, I'm carrying it on my back. Is dad going out?"
"His Majesty called him into the palace last night. I don't know what happened. He hasn't come back yet. Seeing that your father looked bad when he went out, you'd better not mess with him these days!"
"I know, I know!" Fang Yiai shrank his neck. Although he was tall and thick, he was still only a fifteen-year-old child after all.
I am not afraid of heaven or earth, I am only afraid of my old man asking for help.
"Come on, mother, this!" Fang Yiai took out a colorful bag from his arms and handed it to his mother through the window.
"what is this?"
"Plums, Brother Tang gave them to me last time!" Fang Yiai smiled naively: "I don't think my mother likes to eat plums the most? So when I left, Brother Tang asked me to choose some snacks, so I chose this one."
"Hey, our Yi'ai has grown up, and we know that we feel sorry for our mother!" Mrs. Lu happily took the bag of plums from Fang Yi'ai's hand.
"Mom, do you know how to open it? It's right here, do you see it? There is a small opening. When you want to eat, you just pull it open with a little force."
"Cough cough cough!"
At this moment, Fang Yiai heard a cough that made his hair stand on end. When he turned around, he saw Fang Xuanling looking at him with a dark face.
"Um...Dad...I...I'm going back right now!" Without saying a word, Fang Yiai hurried back to her room dejectedly.
"Master is back?" Mrs. Lu took Fang Xuanling's coat and glanced at the direction her son was running away: "Don't be too harsh on Yiai. Wasn't it because of Li Zhen's child and them that he didn't stay home that night? They got separated, are they looking for someone?"
"Humph, just pet him!" Fang Xuanling said angrily, then glanced at the Liuliumei that Fang Yiai gave to Lu just now, and spoke even more bitterly: "They say that a loving mother often loses her son, he He’s not young anymore, you can’t just leave everything to him.”
"Yes, yes, the master is right!" Madam Lu secretly laughed: "Why didn't you come back last night?"
"Hey, this matter is a bit troublesome this time!"
Yesterday, Fang Xuanling was called into the palace for a meeting overnight because there were problems with the transactions between Datang and surrounding countries.
Other items in the transaction have been sent to Datang one after another, but there is no food at all in the transaction.
Every country has its own reasons. East Vietnam said that a typhoon was coming, which affected the collection of food.
The Western Barbarians said that bandits had appeared in the country and that food could not be transported to the Tang Dynasty for the time being.
Tubo's reason was that there was a sudden spring snowfall and the road was blocked by heavy snow.
If there was a problem in one country, it would be understandable on the Tang Dynasty. But now that several countries have various reasons and have begun to delay the delivery of food to the Tang Dynasty, the purpose is very obvious.
The greatest possibility is that these countries have realized that the Tang Dynasty is likely to be in urgent need of food in the near future, and there are always interests between countries.
Cutting off food from the Tang Dynasty now is the way to maximize the interests of all countries.
Moreover, if the surrounding countries take such unified actions, there must be an organizational link behind it.
This also made Datang, which had been confident of surviving the locust plague, begin to feel even more pressure.
Last night, Fang Xuanling was called into the palace for a meeting by Li Shimin who received the news, but after discussing it all night, there was no good solution. After all, food cannot fall from the sky.
So at this moment, Fang Xuanling no longer had the energy to deal with the household goods. Li Shimin originally asked them to come back and have a rest, but how could they sleep in the current situation?
I wandered around the house a few times irritably, put on my coat, and planned to go out for a breather.
As soon as he arrived at the door, the concierge came to announce that Du Ruhui was here.
"Brother Keming, why are you here? But you thought of a good countermeasure?"
"No!" Du Ruhui shook his head: "But can we go there and have a look?"
