After Li Yuanzhao finished speaking, his eyes returned to the dinner plate in front of him.
There was a piece of bread on one side of the plate, and a dark black sticky object on the other side.
Li Yuanzhao picked up the bread and his expression suddenly changed.
I tried knocking the bread on the table twice, and it made a sound of gold and iron!
He looked at Lai Gouer suspiciously: "Is this bread?"
Lai Gou'er said calmly: "Your Majesty, the bread here is baked with dead dough and is so hard. Soak it in vegetable soup and you can eat it. This is the cheapest thing that the people can eat."
"Then this stew..."
"The color is a bit ugly, but it's just stewed beans with some meat."
Li Yuanzhao felt relieved, soaked the bread in vegetable soup, and carefully put it into his mouth.
A beany smell accompanied by the fishy smell of organs rushed straight to the Tianling Gai!
Mix the bread crumbs in your mouth that have not been completely soaked by the vegetable soup.
It's like chewing swill freshly picked up from the ground and mixed with sand...
Li Yuanzhao's face turned the color of pig liver, his eyes moved to Fang Zhengyi, and he was stunned.
Fang Zheng had an expressionless face as he gnawed on the brown bread, sipped the stew with a spoon and kept moving it into his mouth, eating it cleanly.
Li Yuanzhao swallowed... and finally slowly put down the bread.
Is Lao Fang so hungry...?
No one knew that Fang Zhengyi was in extremely pain at this moment.
There are such fucking unpalatable things in the world!
If he hadn't had the obsessive-compulsive disorder of not being able to leave food behind, there would be no turning back after one bite.
He won’t even eat this stuff!
There were offal in this stew, and he even suspected that the ingredients had not been washed, and it smelled like swill.
Wu Sheng was sitting next to him, smelling the disgusting smell of vegetables, with a look of admiration on his face: "Master, can you eat this? I can't stand the smell."
"Stop talking." Fang Zheng said in a hoarse voice.
"Hurry up and drink some wine." Wu Sheng hurriedly offered a glass of wine.
After finishing his drink, Fang Zheng took a deep breath and said, "I really can't tolerate this foreign stuff... Hey, where are Xie Xian and Zhou Tie?"
Wu Sheng said: "They said they wanted to try local specialties on the street. I have found a translator to follow them, and someone will take them back here in the evening."
"Yeah." Fang Zheng glanced at Li Yuanzhao, who was talking freely with Hope and others, then turned back and asked Wu Sheng, "How are you getting along with the top leaders of those countries?"
Wu Sheng replied: "We have a very good relationship. What do you want me to do?"
Fang Zheng said in a low voice: "I will not give up until the old church is annihilated and the King of Wu is captured. After His Majesty and I have rested, we will send people directly to deliver the letter of war. Feika has been stationing troops in a low-key manner for two years. , this time we need to transport all the troops and supplies to the Holy City, and when we arrived, we had already sent several ships to Feika Station to notify them."
"It will be time for them to leave in a while, and they will inevitably pass through other countries. I don't want any accidents to happen during this process. Is it difficult for you to lobby for passage in other countries?"
Wu Sheng replied: "They have a very good sense of the big scene, and they have had frequent exchanges of interests over the years. It's just that it's not a big problem to mobilize troops to take advantage of the passage. But I heard that a lot of spies were sent to the six major dioceses. Let's mobilize them with great fanfare." If the soldiers come over, wouldn't they be able to arouse the enemy?"
Fang Zhengyi smiled contemptuously: "So what if we alert the enemy? Let's make a generous deployment. Not only do we need to mobilize troops, you can also invite some generals from other countries to come here to watch the battle! This time, not only do we need to eliminate the hidden dangers of the old church, but also let Overseas countries have seen the true national power of Dajing!"
Wu Sheng nodded, and then asked, "What will your Majesty do these days? I can make arrangements for you in advance."
Fang Zheng waved his hand gently: "That's not necessary. What you arranged is not suitable for Your Majesty. Starting tomorrow, I plan to go with Your Majesty to take a look at the community fortifications built by Dajing Construction, to see more of the common people and to have a thorough understanding. I have a good idea of the situation in the Holy City."
"I understand, then I will leave tomorrow to inform various countries."
As soon as Wu Sheng finished speaking, Li Yuanzhao's wild laughter came from one side.
I saw Hope looking at Li Yuanzhao with a look of admiration and saying: "Your Majesty is really a business wizard! This chain management method is really amazing. I, Hope, have never come up with such an exquisite way of cooperation in my whole life of doing business. It is simply It just...makes me ashamed."
"Harm!" Li Yuanzhao's face glowed red, and he held up his wine glass and said happily: "You are really discerning. I also have a way to raise basketball chickens. Come on, come on, I will tell you in detail."
...
The next day, early morning.
Li Yuanzhao paced repeatedly in the temple.
There was a slight sweat on his forehead, and he looked anxious.
Yesterday I agreed with Lao Fang to go to the construction site of Dajing Construction's community to take a look.
As a result, when I woke up in the morning, Lao Fang couldn't find him!
A large number of people have been sent out to search everywhere, but there has been no news for ten minutes.
A huge panic has enveloped him.
It was impossible for Lao Fang to disappear quietly... Could it be that this foreigner was assassinated?
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Li Yuanzhao finally stopped and couldn't help shouting at the Jin Yiwei on duty at the door: "You all, go find him! Don't stand here, get Marquis Jianye back to me immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lai Gouer ran into the store and reported, "Your Majesty! Marquis Jianye has been found!"
"Where is it!" Li Yuanzhao said nervously.
"In the latrine, Marquis Jianye has had diarrhea for half an hour! He asked Your Majesty to wait."
Li Yuanzhao breathed a sigh of relief and slapped his thigh: "Old Fang! His stomach must have been damaged by the swill he ate yesterday. He couldn't pull out his intestines for half an hour. Take me to the hut quickly and find two more doctors!"
...
In the latrine, Fang Zhengyi was sweating profusely and squatting on the pit with a pale face.
He was holding a roll of toilet paper tightly in his hand.
It's toilet paper, that's right.
With his current status, Mr. Fang would always bring toilet paper with him even when he goes to sea.
I was ready to go out early this morning, but unexpectedly I suddenly suffered from severe abdominal pain.
Then he ran to the latrine and squatted for half an hour... It must have been the poor foreigner's meal yesterday that spoiled his delicate stomach.
Even now my legs are numb from squatting, and my stomach still hurts a lot when I stand up. I don’t know when it will get better.
Just as Fang Zheng was secretly feeling sad, three loud bangs were heard from the next door.
Fang Zheng was startled, and without thinking, he cursed: "Who the hell farted? It scared me! There are firecrackers stuffed in Py!"
"Master, why are you here?"
"Zhou Tie?"
"It's me. Master, are you having some health problem? I hear you've been squatting for a long time?"
Fang Zhengyi sighed feebly: "Ah, I got food poisoning."
"I seem to have food poisoning too." Zhou Tie said in a muffled voice, "You can't eat this foreign meat. Foreigners don't care about hygiene at all. They don't even wash it!"
"Fuck! I knew you girls must not have been washed! What did you eat yesterday?" Fang Zheng said angrily.
"I...I ate boiled meat slices."
"What! Is there anyone selling boiled pork slices in the Holy City? Has our Chinese cuisine spread so far, is it authentic?"
"It's not Da Jingcai...it's too fishy, and it's so disgusting!" Zhou Tie lamented twice, "Sir, I'm done, I'm leaving now."
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