"The Five Fierce Tigers of Jiangbei call themselves the Five Tigers of Jiangbei. They have been running rampant in Jiangbei for decades and naturally have their own tricks. The eldest, sitting tiger Ke Congliang, has practiced kung fu and is invulnerable; the second, Smiling Tiger Han Donkey, is good at using poison and hidden weapons;
The third descending tiger, Bei Muren, has a ghost-headed sword that kills countless innocent souls; the fourth flying tiger, Wu Yinfa, is a master of light kung fu;
The old five-faced tiger Yi Ruping is good at disguise. So far, people in the world have only guessed that she is a woman based on her nickname. No one has ever seen her true face, or it is said that the people who have seen her true face are dead. "
Fang Shiyi introduced the background of the Five Evils of Jiangbei in one breath.
She has never traveled in the Jianghu, but she is the general manager of the Fang Family Pharmacy and often interacts with vendors and lackeys, so she knows a lot about the people and things in the Jianghu.
Kong Fang had no feelings for the four tigers in front of him. Although they were strangers to each other, the TV series in their previous lives were all played like this:
The more bluffing the name is, the more likely it is that it will be a walk-on.
The reason why they survived to the end of the play was precisely because they had minor roles and had few opportunities to appear on screen.
Otherwise, you generally won’t survive three episodes.
But he was a little afraid of Lao Wu.
No one who has lived for decades has seen its true face. Isn’t it too mysterious that the clouds have disappeared?
Human genes have always had a bone-deep fear of the unknown.
He suddenly felt that all the hairs on his body stood up, and the sun was no longer so bright, as if there was a pair of sinister and fierce eyes staring at him from the dark.
"Hey, who is that...Simon, can you please not be so far away from me?"
He turned around and scolded Ximen Feixue.
Ximen Feixue and Fang Shibo have finished discussing the issue of snowing time, which is related to the national economy and people's livelihood, and are having a heated debate on how to have a higher success rate in picking up girls.
Kong Fang's strong intervention made him feel quite unhappy.
He galloped forward.
"busy?"
He has no sense of being a bodyguard. Kong Fang was so angry that he felt chest pain, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted a mouthful of blood three meters high.
What's your attitude?
Are you the boss, or am I the boss?
But Kong Fang did not reprimand him again. It is better to reason with a savage than to talk to a big brother in society about how to respect discipline and abide by the law.
"Have you heard of the Five Fierce Men of Jiangbei?"
"Tch, aren't they just five little tabby cats? Who doesn't know? You are the only one who thinks they are five tigers. In my eyes, they are the five evil ones, and the five cowards are more like it."
Ximen Feixue sneered.
"Five years ago, Senior Brother went down to the mountain to eliminate harm to the people under the orders of Master. As a result, they fled after hearing the news. It is said that they fled to Luzon. What? Do you know them?"
I know your sister!
Kong Fang stroked his forehead again. With such an IQ, you still have the nerve to act as a bodyguard?
Fang Shiyi told him the news that the Five Fiends from Jiangbei had sneaked into Qinghe, waiting for an opportunity to harm Kong Fang.
Ximen Feixue was very surprised. The Five Fiends from Jiangbei actually sneaked back to Daxing Dynasty. I wonder if the senior brother has received the news.
He kept scratching his head, this was a bit tricky.
I thought I would have stopped bragging if I had known earlier.
Kong Fang's mood was directly pushed into the abyss by his action, "Didn't you tell me that you are one of the best players in the world today, and you are very good at fighting?"
Ximen Feixue nodded decisively, "Yes. Master said that there will not be more than fifty people in Daxing Dynasty who can beat me."
"Are the Five Fiends of Jiangbei included in the list of fifty people?"
"Not here."
"Then you're still scratching your head?" Kong Fang said angrily.
"But there are five of them. Master said that two fists can't beat four hands, and evil tigers are afraid of pack wolves, so I'm not sure I can beat them."
Kong Fang took a deep breath and told himself not to be angry. It would hurt money if he got sick from anger, and it was even more unworthy of being angry to death!
He waved his whip and spurred his horse to gallop.
Fang Shiqing and Fang Shiyi immediately drove their horses to follow.
Ximen Feixue stayed where he was and said to Fang Shibo, who followed him: "Your brother-in-law seems to be very angry."
Fang Shibo shook his head and sighed.
"Oh, my brother-in-law is a miserable man. He even has trouble hiring a bodyguard."
"Hey, what do you mean?" Ximen Feixue felt that her brain was not full. It's not that he has a low IQ, it's that the people at the foot of the mountain are too complex in their thinking, not as handsome as they are simple.
"Take your time and taste it yourself."
Fang Shibo put down his words, galvanized his horse and chased after him.
Ximen Feixue pouted, the sun was so dazzling, why were they running so fast?
Are you ignoring traffic safety?
Facts have proved that Fang Shibo and Ximen Feixue are idiots in the weather forecasting world.
That night, the night was bright with few stars and the weather was cool.
The next day, the sun was still shining.
The snow he expected didn't come.
Fang Shiqing woke up leisurely when a ray of sunlight passed through the screen window and fell on the boudoir bed. During these days away from home, she either lived in the barracks or in the county government office. It had been more than a month since she had slept so comfortably.
The servant brought her face wash.
"Xiao He, why is it so noisy outside?"
She sat in front of the dressing table and faintly heard the noise outside.
Xiao He hurriedly replied: "Miss, it's my uncle who is working with the craftsmen and servants. He said he wants to build a big stove."
Only then did Fang Shiqing remember that their main purpose of returning home this time was to build a salt-making workshop. The process of making fine salt is actually not complicated. Coarse salt is dissolved - heated - evaporated - cold cut - turned into salt.
Its only value is its advancement.
So far, only Kong Fang of the Daxing Dynasty knew this craft, but it could easily be imitated by others.
Salt production was an industry regulated by the imperial court, and Kong Fang was unable to apply for a patent for his salt production process. Once the secret is revealed, it will be a big cabbage worth not much.
In order to maintain confidentiality, Fang Shiqing suggested that the salt workshop be built in Fangjiazhuang, and the craftsmen would use Fang family servants. The servants didn't dare to reveal the secret, but of course she had ways to prevent them from revealing the secret.
Kong Fang thought of his servant Lao Wang, and he believed that Fang Shiqing had a way to keep everyone secret.
Fang Shiqing was a bit self-deprecating. The idea was clearly hers, but the sour scholar was actually more proactive than her. After dressing up, she hurried to the construction site without eating breakfast.
The workshop is in the north courtyard of Fangjiazhuang.
The north courtyard is a forest, with a swing hanging from one of the trees. There is a pond between the wall and the woods. Lotus roots are planted in the pond, and fish are also raised.
This is a place where their siblings relax, and few people come and go.
Fang Shiqing walked through the woods and along the pond embankment. At the end of the road was the salt workshop. Uncle Fang had already prepared the large casserole and building materials, and Kong Fang specially brought cement from the cement workshop.
The corners of her mouth were raised, her steps were light, and the sunshine slightly dissolved the winter cold.
However, when she looked at it, all the joy in her heart disappeared instantly.
As expected, the man has been without sex for three days. Let’s see how I deal with you today!
She instinctively reached for her waist. Her waist was empty, and she didn't have her sword. Her hands were empty, and the riding crop was not there. She broke off a branch, brushed away the thin branches and leaves, and flicked her wrist.
call out--
The sound is as sharp as a riding whip.
She gritted her teeth and stepped on the north wind.
