Chapter 957
Zhang Feng is really angry about this.
To say that these Ministry of Works Ministry of Rites people were conspiracy, then the next thing is not that conspiracy is his mother’s disappointing!
People are bullying us, you fucking indignant, you still know how to pretend to be forceful all day long?
Zhang Feng is that angry.
I can’t wait to let Chen Tieniu get out.
Do what you can't do, get the first place in trouble.
In this way, Zhang Feng went out of the Bieyuan and entered the carriage at the entrance and pointed to Tonghui Street, and the carriage galloped away in an instant.
Jing Shu's ability and vision are still very unique.
These servants are all carefully selected by Jing Shu in Chang'an City. Although Zhang Feng doesn’t know how many of these servants were bought by human traffickers, at least the number on the door The sturdy figure of the gatekeeper is quite deterrent.
In addition, this horseman is not bad. Although Chang'an City has not opened a morning market yet, there are an unusually large number of people on the street. Most of them are chanting. Fighting desperately on the court, some people fight for a ball, and some people even yell at them. From young to old, there is no good thing about his mother.
From in the bones, that's the kind of rudeness.
I only know about hitting people or talking with my fists. Although such a sturdy atmosphere follows the legacy of the Qin and Han Dynasties, Zhang Feng can’t control or bother with Cuju. After all, there is a reason why the national football team is so lazy. Yes, but this basketball player is playing with his hands.
If this is one or two fouls, Zhang Feng still has a way to treat him as an outlier, but the strong words on the backboard, and the graphic explanation, basketball requires hands, and using your feet is considered a foul, but ...
Who listened to Zhang Feng's sights along the way?
However, not everyone is like this. Zhang Feng has passed five streets. In these five streets, he really saw some. Compared with gentle, thin people, he still follows the rules. Doing things,
This can't help but let Zhang Feng erase the impulse in his heart to abolish basketball. As long as there are people, there is hope, but at this time everyone has not changed their habits that's all.
At this time, the side of Tonghui Street was shrouded in a cloud of gray smoke. This kind of smoke was a bit choking and pungent, which made people smell a little tight in the chest.
Obviously, this is from the chimney in the stove where the cowhide rubber is refined.
Zhang Feng didn't go directly to the cowhide. Instead, he returned to Little Tavern first. After finishing some meals, he put on a food box and went to the brewery next door.
Someone has already killed the gate from the inside, leaving only a small gate that can only allow one person to enter and exit, and a large notice was written on the gate, which roughly means that it is here for the time being. Closed.
But at the door, there is still an old fogey sitting half-squinted and dozing on the wooden pier at the door.
Seeing someone coming, old fogey waved his hand without raising his eyelids: "Did you see the words on the door? I'm out of alcohol, come back after a year."
"Senior is me, Zhang Feng!" Zhang Feng faintly smiled and said.
The old man hearing this is Zhang Feng. He suddenly woke up and squinted his eyes for a long time. Then he slapped his thigh and wanted to stand up, but Zhang Feng pressed him in place: "You, slow down, It's easy to hurt your body like this."
Old fogey's excitement and dry lips couldn't stop trembling: "Noble Son Zhang, you... why are you here? If you come, I'll just say it first. , The little old man is easy to clean up..."
Zhang Feng did not entangle with the old man, pointed to the door and said: "It’s a very good job here, but there is a clumsy denial resulting in self-exposure. ."
Old fogey obviously did not understand what Zhang Feng said.
Zhang Feng was too lazy to explain, pointing to the door, old fogey suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted: "Old Ding, Ding old man, open the door, Noble Son Zhang is here!"
Two exclamations rang out in an instant, and then only a single clank was heard, and then the closed door was slowly opened from the inside, and the two old men inside confirmed Zhang Feng. After that, he hurriedly bowed down to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng said good things for a long time, and only then did the three old men let themselves into the house.
As soon as he entered the yard, Zhang Feng smelled: "Is the thing I said before sprouted?"
As soon as I heard this.
The three old man drew Zhang Feng to the wooden trough like offering treasures, cautiously removed the quilt covering it, as soon as the quilt was removed.
The rows of tender and yellow potato seedlings just drilled out of the soil came into Zhang Feng's eyes.
When Zhang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but gave a thumbs up from the three of them.
"Okay, it's really good!"
Three old man hearing this, and then he grinned like a child: "This thing has become?"
Zhang Feng nodded, shook his head again: "I don't know, but this is still the 1st Step. I will give you a task now, you must remember."
Three old man hearing this Spirit One Zhen: "Noble Son Zhang, you said, even if you let us pour him with blood, as long as you don't feel our blood is dirty, we will have no complaints!" Zhang Feng was surprised and waved his hands again and again. "Who said that? It doesn’t have to be the case. I mean, I have a private garden in the Sixteenth King’s House. This thing is always unsafe outside. I plan to find someone to move this thing to my home. You guys According to the method of this stove, people can get out of the same environment within today. As for the materials, just ask the old village chief for everything, how about it?"