Chapter 945
Before arriving at the Wang's Mansion, Zhang Feng heard bursts of noisy noise.
I could not help but open the car curtain to take a look, and my eyes became straight.
I saw the place where the king’s house was located. On both sides of the street, the densely packed vendors were all vendors, and there were even some barbecue stalls.
More, foreign merchants who wear different costumes are everywhere.
Zhang Feng just thought about it, and he understood.
Those who are eligible to live here are either rich or noble. It is a rich district in a typical rich district.
Why are so many people running here?
It's all because of money, but because of this, there are really many people on this street wearing fashionable, not right, bright and luxurious clothes.
You can find a gorgeous person in Chang'an City. Which one is not so twitchy?
But the people here, basically even the subordinates are dressed in fashionable silk dresses, but these people are very low-key. Everyone is just doing their own affairs, not like the countries in the outer city. Bumpkin is normal, it's strange to see everything, wear a slightly better clothes, that guy has to breathe fire from his nostrils.
But there are also some trendy ones.
After all, the Foreign Merchant here, Zhang Feng is sure to be the most present in Chang'an City.
All these people wearing Great Tang traditional costumes, more or less, will bring some Huren accessories to show their differences.
The integration of foreign cultures makes this street the most beautiful street for Zhang Feng's mission.
Even the food culture here, as well as the culture of food, clothing, housing and transportation, have been somewhat affected.
For example, the Hu bingzi, which is the flesh of Xinjiang in later generations, and the Indian flying pie, and the kind of Zhang Feng called "make one's mark". I only know that some weird things are made on the leaves of betel nuts. , And then burn it with fire, and put the thing in your mouth directly. Some people here dare to try it.
The people of Great Tang are quite open-minded. After all, the richest place in Cháng'ān here, the general things are vomiting, and occasionally a little exotic, it is quite a bit more. The taste of life.
It can be seen that the minds of the Great Tang people are really not generally broad-minded. Perhaps because of this, there is the rule of Zhenguan and what is behind.
Even the barbecue stall he invented has changed a bit.
For example, Turkic’s favorite three-leaf pulp, Tibet wine, and Tibet mare kumiss, etc. are all placed on the wine shelf on the side of the barbecue shelf.
For people to choose.
Tang people rode Turkic’s sweaty BMWs, drank Turkic’s three-leaf milk, and ate the barbecue invented by Zhang Feng. Some people even stopped playing with their favorite birds, instead Riding a horse, leading a Tibetan mastiff, or a pug from Western Regions, strolling around in the street.
That is really eye-catching.
Pretend to be no limit!
Zhang Feng gave that buddy a thumbs up heartily.
The Tibetan mastiff is a little taller than a calf. Zhang Feng is afraid of this stuff. If he goes mad, will he eat people in the street?
However, Zhang Feng just shrugged his shoulders.
It has nothing to do with him.
I simply leaned in the sedan chair, dreaming about the things in the villa.
After a while, Zhang Feng opened his eyes with the cry of the bearer.
"Zhang Lord, here comes!"
Hearing this, Zhang Feng opened the curtain and was shocked by the scene before him.
I saw Wei Zheng and the others outside the sedan chair standing at the front entrance of a mansion that occupies at least twice the size of the other mansion.
The two Zhu'zi at the gate are actually made of red sandalwood. They are carved with dragon and phoenix carving. Obviously, this is not a place for ordinary people to live in, but it seems that Zhang Feng can still faintly see that there have been changes. Mark of.
In Zhang Feng's opinion, there should have been a prince who lived here. Zhang Feng really didn't have time to think about who it was.
Beyond Zhu'zi, there are two gates made of bronze and wrought iron. There is no problem with the gate and the two carriages going side by side. What is even more exaggerated is that this gate... The height of a house, two big stone lions at the door, that guy, is no more than the stone lions on the city gate.
At this point of view, Zhang Feng is even more weird.
But without waiting for him to ask, Zhangsun Wuji laughed and walked up to jokingly and said, "What's the matter? Is this house stylish?"
Zhang Feng is here in Jing Pushed by Shu and Zhang Yuyao, they walked off the carriage, and tsk tsk sighed: "This can't be described with style!"
"Old Wei, you are the most real here. , Tell me, which prince used to live in this house?"
"This damn, it's...it's a reduced version of imperial city! Are you sure I live in and it's okay?"
A few people also seem to know that Zhang Feng will be so shocked, everyone haha laughed: "Don't worry, if there are no formalities here, who dares to hold it? You have the title deed. In your arms, what are you afraid of? Walk around, I'm still waiting for a good drink!"
Zhang Feng was fainted and walked to the door under the urging of everyone.
At the door of the mansion, Jing Shu, who had already come to take care of the maids and servants who bought them with private money, waited again. When they saw everyone, these servants had already panicked with excitement, one by one. Waiting for the crowd on both sides of the gate with her neck curled.
When Zhang Feng walked to the door of the Bieyuan, Zhang Shan personally took Madam and the others laughed out of the Bieyuan and blocked Zhang Feng and the others' path: "Wait. "
"Come on, get on the brazier and fire the firecracker!"
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