Li Tai was too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Feng.
After soothing his stomach, he returned to his curious appearance. Under Zhang Feng's gaze, he looked around Zhang Feng's living room as if there was no one around.
Even the tiger skin reclining chair that Zhang Feng cherished like his life was turned into a toy for the little guy.
In Zhang Feng's bloodshot eyes, the little guy actually took out Zhang Feng's sunglasses and put them on his ears. But in the next moment, the little guy actually curled his lips in disgust.
He threw the sunglasses back into the drawer, but at the same time, he was tempted by the snacks that Zhang Yuyao brought over.
Li Tai perfectly inherited the advantages of Zhangsun, Wu Gou, and Li Shimin. He also inherited the bad habit of being spoiled by everyone in the palace.
He actually treated this place as his own home. He grabbed a snack with each hand, squatted on the reclining chair, and started munching on it.
Zhang Feng looked at the pair of black little hands covered in grease and dust, going in and out of his mouth. He was speechless.
How the hell did he spoil him like this?
What was the difference between him and a beggar?
Zhang Feng stared at Li Tai speechlessly and said, "Eat less, be careful not to get a stomachache!"
Zhang Feng didn't say directly that this ancestor was eating like crazy.
But it wasn't good to not say it. After all, he was Lao Li's son, his precious child.
Just as Zhang Feng was worrying about whether he should spank the little guy's butt, Jingshu pursed her lips and said, "Just now, Mr. Bo Shi sent someone to say that this morning, he wants to test the morning exercises you mentioned. He wants you to quickly go to the waterfall."
Zhang Feng blinked, looked at the gray sky and asked, "What time is it now?"
"It's a quarter past seven."
"Then, let's go, Siva. Get rid of this little rascal for me. I'm tired of looking at him."
Before Zhang Feng could finish, the second person, who made Zhang Feng extremely uncomfortable, entered the room. After Zhang Feng saw Xiao Guizi, he immediately shut up, waved his hand, and took the two women's hands, saying, "Let's go and have a look."
The two women had already held hands with Zhang Feng for the whole night. Although they still felt a little unnatural when they held hands again, fortunately, Zhang Yuyao just lowered her head and didn't blush like yesterday.
This made Zhang Feng feel very strange. He really wanted to ask what Jingshu said to Zhang Yuyao last night.
However, this could only be asked at night when there was no one around.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Zhang Feng lit a cigarette and took the two women for a stroll on the mountain. While introducing the layout of the place, they walked towards the waterfall.
Just like this, when it was about a quarter past seven, they arrived in front of Sun Simiao's small bamboo house.
Obviously, with so many people, the small bamboo house couldn't fit all of them.
At this time, in front of the small bamboo house, Li Shimin, Zhangsun, Wu Gou, and Yu Shinan were eating the food of the Academy while talking about something. From time to time, bursts of laughter would erupt.
If it weren't for the screams of pigs being whipped from time to time not far from the back of the mountain, this would really be a paradise on earth.
Zhang Feng brought the two women forward and greeted the gentlemen.
Chu Suiliang looked at Zhang Feng and then looked at Li Tai in Zhang Yuyao's arms. He couldn't help but laugh.
"I've studied it for a long time, but I still don't know what the science you're talking about, or what the aerodynamics and resistivity you wrote about in your book are. However, Old Li said that it seems to be part of the mathematics you're talking about."
"If that's really the case, then you can be called a master of your generation."
While speaking, Chu Suiliang rubbed his big belly and pointed at the food on the table. "If you can learn the cooking skills you talked about early on and change the food every day, even if you live on the mountain for the rest of your life, so what?"
"Cough cough cough!"
Ouyang Xun coughed again and again, as if reminding Chu Suiliang that it was too embarrassing.
He even stared at Chu Suiliang and the others and sighed. However, he still couldn't help but smoke and drink beer.
When Zhang Feng heard this, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Mister Dengshan is the master senior that this student respects the most. I will remember all the things that you have said in my heart. When the time comes, when I am free, Ding Dang will arrange everything."
Li Shimin, Zhangsun, and Wu Gou just smiled and looked at all of this. When they saw Li Tai, they pulled Li Tai away from Zhang Yuyao's arms. Then, the women chattered and brought Li Tai and Steamed Bun Cui Er into the forest for a stroll.
At this time, Li Shimin smiled and waved his hand to let Zhang Feng sit beside him. He asked, "I heard Old Gao say that you are preparing to build a breeding base in the pig farm?"
"What are you planning to build?"
Yu Shinan continued, "I heard that you are planning to build some kind of crop that can't be finished. Can you tell me what it is?"
This Old Gao, when did he hear this?
Zhang Feng paused, but he immediately thought of Ma Zhou.
This kid must have let it slip. Otherwise, before things started, the potatoes would have already sprouted. It was unknown whether they survived or not. Who knew if they could succeed.
However, at this time, they all smelled it. Zhang Feng could only nod and say, "This kid does have this kind of plan."
"But look at the weather. White Dew has passed, and the weather will only get colder. Are you sure you can grow it?" Li Shimin asked again.
Which one of the people sitting here wasn't more knowledgeable than Zhang Feng about the strange things in the world?
In this winter, apart from wheat, what else could withstand the whistling north wind in Guanzhong?
Everything would be blown bald by the wind. However, Li Shimin was really looking forward to this kind of thing that could be grown in winter. Now, not only was the Tang Dynasty short of food, but many other places were short of food as well. If such a thing could really exist …
Then, in the Tang Dynasty …
Zhang Feng sighed and said, "This kid has been weak since childhood. Look at my small body. Until I met my master, my master has always paid attention to food. My master has drifted to countless places and countries, and the basic things that he can eat all year round are only a few kinds of food, vegetables, melons, and fruits."
Hearing this, Sun Simiao's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of strange light.
Taste the world.
He had always been looking forward to this kind of amazing person, but he couldn't make up his mind to travel far. Now that he heard Zhang Feng say so, he couldn't help but ask, "Then this kind of thing, how did your master get it?"
"My master once used the method of planting flowers and grass to grow a lot of strange things. He wanted to solve the problem of food shortage in the world."
Zhang Feng sighed, got up, and bowed deeply to the east.
Amitabha.
I've sinned, I've sinned. Please forgive me for exposing you, my biology teacher.
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