She softly said "Ah" and looked at Feng Yong in panic. She saw that the master didn't care and quickly changed his position.

Feng Yong couldn't help but feel excited when he raised his head twice in a row and the amorous expression in his unintentional glances.

Swallowing, I wondered what was going on. After all, I was also a person who had wallowed in lust. Why did I feel like I was easily aroused tonight?

Looking at Amei again, I only think that slightly red face is even more attractive.

Or... go with the flow and make mistakes?

Feng Yong suddenly had such an idea in his mind and swallowed again, feeling a little ready to make a move.

Female student in the secret room.avi?

"Master, your servant has finished writing."

Just when Feng Yong was wavering between a beast and a beast, Amei suddenly said this, calling his mind back.

"Oh, oh, let me see."

Feng Yong calmed down his thoughts and reached out to take the wooden board.

It's very good, although the writing is a bit ugly, but it's all written correctly after all.

"This is a thousand-character text with good pronunciation. Take it and learn it when you have time. I will check it again in a few days. If you can't spell it out, just ask Gouzi, he will read it."

Feng Yong handed over a scroll of bamboo slips, which contained the phonetic version of the Thousand-Character Prose that he had carefully written, and it was the first version in the world. Of course, it was only part of it.

Although Hanyu Pinyin was originally created to eliminate Chinese characters, we have to admit that it is indeed a great tool for recognizing and reading Chinese characters.

The ancient reading of fanqie is actually to use two characters that you know and can pronounce, take the initial consonant of the first one, take the final rhyme of the second one, and put them together to pronounce it.

Chinese Pinyin, on the other hand, directly systematizes the initials and finals. This has nothing to do with the difference in pronunciation between ancient Chinese and modern Chinese. As long as you find the correct initials and finals, you can basically spell it out.

As for the words that can't be spelled out, just cut the sounds. Isn't this how you learned to read and write in the past? Besides, Feng Yong has never encountered a word that he can't spell out.

Amei didn't dare to take it. She looked at the bamboo slip in Feng Yong's hand with some fear, "Master, this is too precious, and I don't dare to take it."

Of course it is valuable. If this thing can be preserved to future generations, it will be a precious cultural heritage that is many years ahead.

But now...

"I told you to just take it, why is there all this nonsense?"

Feng Yong said pretending to be evil.

If you don't use it, how do I know the effect? ​​How do I know if there are any problems and whether I need to modify it?

"Thank you...Thank you, Master."

Amei did not dare to go against Feng Yong's wishes and finally took the bamboo slips.

Waving his hand, Feng Yong began to drive people away: "Okay, we'll be here tonight. You go back first."

"Yes, my lord."

Amei hugged the wooden board and bamboo slips and gave her a blessing.

"By the way, your fragrance smells quite nice. What spices did you use?"

Just when Amei walked to the door, Feng Yong's nose was still lingering with a hint of sultry smell, and he finally couldn't help but asked curiously.

Feng Yong asked casually, but he didn't expect that Amei was shocked. There was a "bang" and the thing in his arms fell down.

"My lord... my lord," Amei turned around with a hint of crying in her voice, "I'm sorry, lord, my maid is rude."

As long as this girl looks like this, something is definitely going on.

Feng Yong smiled. No wonder he found Amei so attractive tonight. It turned out that the problem was the scent.

"Pick it up first. Tell me slowly, what's going on? I remember you never put spices on it before."

"Yes." Amei bent down to pick up the fallen things, then lowered her head and said, "My mother passed this spice on to my maidservant, saying that it can only be applied with someone else. My mother used to apply it on it."

This spice is the best for adults."

Feng Tubiao's eyes suddenly widened!

Aphrodisiac perfume?

Awesome!

Oh, no, it’s not considered a perfume, but even if it’s a spice, it’s still awesome!

"Do you have the recipe?"

Feng Yong blurted out immediately.

Get it, you must get it!

Looking at Amei with burning eyes, this girl is a treasure! She is definitely a big treasure!

The butler, Uncle Zhao’s vision is simply amazing!

"What recipe?"

Amei, who was pregnant with a huge treasure, was confused and asked.

"Spice Recipes."

"Yes, but there are no herbs here, and I can't make them now."

Feng Yong then remembered that Amei couldn't read at all and couldn't write down the recipe even if he had one.

"Where?"

"Nanzhong."

"Do you know the names of those herbs?"

Feng Yongyong asked reluctantly.

"Yes...I'm sorry, Master, I don't know."

It was obviously Feng Yong who was coveting her treasure, but Amei seemed to have done something wrong, as if she felt sorry for Feng Yong because she couldn't tell the name of the herb.

"Okay, does anyone else know about this recipe?"

"No more. This was given to me by my mother back then."

It’s certain that Amei definitely inherited her mother’s excellent genes.

I really want to see what kind of woman Amei’s mother is?

"It's fine if you don't have it. You can't tell anyone else about this recipe except yourself, you know?"

"Yes, follow the Lord's orders."

Although the master's order was very strange, Amei still obeyed it.

Looking at Amei's slender body, Feng Yong once again came up with the idea, if it didn't work out, he would keep her in the room?

Early the next morning, Feng Yong rarely stayed in bed and did not get up early to exercise.

When he got up, it was already nearly an hour later than usual.

Amei's feet were still healed. When she limped in with water and was about to serve her, Feng Yong refused. He was not a person who had degenerated into a person who was too lazy to move his limbs. Although he was used to Amei's service on weekdays, Feng Yong refused.

, but I still have the ability to do it myself.

"Ah? I've met Guan Niang."

Amei came out of Feng Yong's house and saw someone she didn't expect. It was Guan Ji who had come back after a long journey. She quickly saluted and said hello.

"No need to be polite, Mr. Feng, isn't he up yet?"

"You're already up. How about my maid go and report to you?"

"No need, you go down first."

Guan Ji waved her hand.

"yes."
Chapter completed!