Chapter 1160
Zhang Feng didn't know how to introduce it to a few people.
However, he still patiently introduced Zhang Feng to Zhang Feng in detail.
After all.
These things are things that have to accompany them for a long time.
Although Zhang Feng doesn't know whether instilling these things into them at this time will change the trajectory of history, but at this time he also ignores that many.
After all, things have already developed here at this time. He can't just watch the people around him, starving to death for a little food, right?
After all, in his hands, this is just a matter of convenience.
After spending one hour again, Zhang Feng told a few people about the characteristics of these gadgets and the general situation of their use, and he couldn’t hold it anymore.
Then he waved his hand and said, "I'm going to talk about it here today. Today I will give you a homework assignment."
While speaking, Zhang Feng pointed to the sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard: "Is the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance?"
How many people know what Zhang Feng wants to say?
This sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant and not, they know what sly plan Zhang Feng is playing.
But a few people are still obediently and honestly nodded and said: "Fragrant."
"Okay, the fragrance is good,:"
、Zhang Feng nodded and then Looking at a few people with a smile, they said: "Then I will assign you an assignment now. No matter who you ask, I will ask for your answers tomorrow morning."
The few people couldn't help but be alarmed.
I don’t know what the hell is happening Zhang Feng is going to do.
But now there is no choice but to brace oneself.
Although we all know that Zhang Feng didn't hold any good farts, and as long as Zhang Feng smiles, who doesn't know that this youngster is going to be a demon, but what can they do?
At this time, I can only look at Zhang Feng crying without tears, showing the appearance of pitiful clothes, wanting to make Zhang Feng a little softer, and don't give them a knife.
But would Zhang Feng be that kind of person?
Seeing the appearance of a few people, I couldn’t help but grin and said with a smile: "Excuse me, how did the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus spread at this time?"
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Who knows this special?
The ghost knows how he spreads, OK?
How many people hate.
But before a few people have the opportunity to resist, Zhang Feng said with a smile: "Just a reminder, this question is very important. Tomorrow morning, if I don’t see the answer, or if I see someone pretending to be sick Come, I will write a letter personally, telling you Lao Tzu of your test report and today's affairs!"
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This one.
Several people only heard bursts of fragmentation in their hearts.
But Zhang Feng has already walked far away.
……
Zhang Feng went straight back to the house.
As soon as I returned to the mansion, I saw Jing Shu walking around in the study with an anxious face. Momo crouched his legs and didn't know what he was eating, looking left and right.
As soon as Zhang Feng came back, Jing Shu let out a sigh of relief, but still closed the door and asked: "Noble Son Zhang, the Cháng'ān Hotel just sent 30,000 coins What is going on?"
"Concubine heard they said that Noble Son took it at the hotel?"
Zhang Feng nodded said: "Yes, that's right I also want to ask you, what's the matter with the money, and the expenses of the mansion, where did you come from?"
Jing Shu looked at Zhang Feng speechlessly and said: "Emotions At this time, Zhang Da Noble Son remembered his family expenses?"
Zhang Feng complexion stiffened.
Laughed and pulled Jing Shu into his arms. Jing Shu wanted to complain, but seeing Zhang Feng's look at this time, how can she tell?
Just staring at Zhang Feng speechlessly.
The mist clouded in my eyes.
When Zhang Feng saw these scenes, he didn't know that Jing Shu was wronged.
I had to hold Jing Shu in his arms with some guilt, but Jing Shu was struggling to get out of Zhang Feng's arms, his face flushed.
"Noble Son really forgot, how many industries he has not made?"
So Zhang Feng nodded and said: "I know this, it's just a long time I didn’t see that damn Old Li gave me money..."
But before he finished speaking, Zhang Feng was stunned and asked: "You mean, he sent the money home Is it?"
Jing Shu put his hands on his forehead and said: "Do you not know the feelings at all?"
"On the third day after the last move, Old Li Thirty boxes of soft gold and silver were sent, and the last time, hundreds of thousands were sent from the paper mill last time, and the Cháng'ān government office also sent hundreds of thousands of Silver Bills. There are too many, I can’t remember. If you want to check now, Dang! Call Mr. Accountant to come?"
Zhang Feng quickly blocked Jing Shu and said: "no no no, no need, at home Just have you, I’m just curious, why I don’t know anything about these things?"
This is where Zhang Feng is most frightened.
I don’t know how many, anyway. Had it not been for the old fogey today, he really didn't know that this happened.
Jing Shu stared at Zhang Feng helplessly: "Are you still asking? It's like there is something shameful in this house, you just don't dare to come back, you just stay for one night when you come back Run, where do you say I have time to tell you?"
"Furthermore, this is your home!"
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