Chapter 143

Zhang Feng was embarrassed that he was going to commit cancer.

He was stared at by two dark monkeys with bright eyes. He had a thick face, but he couldn't stand it and burned in panic!

He coughed quickly and said, "think about this. If you want to understand the waterwheel, I will tell you how to ship aquatic products and fruits and how to keep them fresh!"

"Now, I'll tell you another way to make the country peaceful and the people safe. Are you interested?"

"Yes!"

Xiwa wanted to pinch Zhang Feng's neck and shake out the things in his head.

Seeing that Zhang Feng was finally no longer wordy, he was excited and his muscles were cheering.

Good man!

If we can solve the problem of hunger and make Zhenla's country peaceful and people safe, the rest is bullshit!

See Siva.

Zhang Fengcai smacked his mouth and said with a faint interest, "in fact, you really deserve to die! I remember that there is an island where you go south, about ten days by boat. It is rich in spices. It is rampant everywhere. You only need a broken blade to exchange for a large package. Do you know how much it can sell in Chang'an?"

"How many!?"

Shiva and Dara's eyes were round.

"A hundred Wen! A hundred Wen!"

Hiss!

Siva couldn't help taking a breath.

He knew that place, but all he knew was that in his palace, there was only smoking room, and in summer, smoking mosquitoes was useful. Most of the time, people cut it for firewood.

But.

Now, when he heard Zhang Feng's words, Siva's face turned red.

Paralyzed!

What a waste!

Not to mention that a package sells for 100 Wen, that is, a cart can sell Gothic for 100 Wen, or in exchange for a cart of food, he is more excited to cry!

After all.

They really wax. Up to now, most people are basically hungry and full.

When he thought about it, he couldn't help but want to kill himself.

Seizing Zhang Feng's hand, Xiwa asked excitedly, "Master Zhang, can you sell those things in Chang'an? I don't want to wait for a moment!"

"You should also know the difficulties of my people now..."

Speaking of deep love, the goods actually staged a sad scene, with snot and tears rubbing on Zhang Feng's sleeve.

Disgusting Zhang Feng hurriedly pushed him away.

He seriously doubted whether the goods had any genes.

incorrect!

Isn't this savadika's hobby?

As soon as he thought of this, a thick layer of goose bumps suddenly appeared all over Zhang Feng.

"Get it! Don't cry, big man, you cry a fart!"

"Come on, now that I've said it, a spit is a nail. As long as you shut up, I'll tell you now!"

Zhang Feng has committed all kinds of cancer.

I don't want to be OK in my previous life. When I think of my previous life, Zhang Feng blew his hair in an instant. He quickly threw off Xiwa and hid on Dala's bench for comfort.

The shy Dalaman blushed like a ripe peach.

"I'll write it on paper for you, otherwise it's your IQ. I think you'll forget it all before you go out!"

Zhang Feng threw away Xiwa's hand in disgust, stared at him sitting far away from him, then wrote and drew on the paper, and then said.

"Spices are popular in the aristocratic circle of the Tang Dynasty. Now the main sources of spices in the Tang Dynasty are Persia, Xue yantuo and the big food country thousands of miles away. However, these spices are far from pure as your real wax spices. But remember, there are a group of maozi and indigenous monkeys living there. Whether you can get them or not depends on your own."

"Moreover, look at the hell flower I painted. You have to stay away from it. If you have a black heart and get Datang, I can guarantee that you can't make money, and that's the day when you really die!"

Hell flower!?

Prince Zhenla's head is like a chicken pecking rice

He has seen that thing. Eating it will make people crazy and lose their mind. Basically, it has been burned to death.

But seeing Zhang Feng put it forward so heavily, Xiwa was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat.

Zhang Feng's calligraphy is very good. Although it can't be compared with calligraphy, it has a different flavor.

As for whether he really understands it or not, he doesn't care.

Write Zhang Feng at the end.

Then look at Siva like a monster.

"This is what I gave you for the sake of our fate. You can do it yourself!"

"Also, remember, I remember, you really have this thing?"

While Zhang Feng was talking, he took out a fist sized, black lacquer and a little burnt yellow salt mine from the counter and asked.

Looking at the salt mine, Prince Xiwa of Zhenla said suspiciously, "isn't this thing poisonous salt? I really have a lot of wax. Is master Zhang interested?"

"Interested?"

Zhang Feng's teeth were aching. With white teeth, he asked, "I can eat as much as you have!"