Chapter 246

Zhang Feng is very depressed.

Extremely depressed.

Staring at the big push of tiger meat on the salt water pot, he felt a pain in his skull.

He wants to give it away, but no one dares to!

This thing is good, but obviously, as a slave, no one deserves to eat it!

Just one word.

No!

Zhang Feng has a headache.

These stupid goods are really bullies in Chang'an city! This was thought of by them.

If it hadn't been for this morning's swearing and giving the tiger's viscera and whip to the old scholar, the pillar monkey and Lao he, it is estimated that the current army of flies made Zhang Feng have an impulse to move immediately.

It's agreed. When we leave, one person will take one piece. We have to run away!

Zhang Feng tampered with the four tiger claws, then went to the medicine store to buy several herbs and made a big jar of tiger bone wine, but what about the rest of these things?

It is very astringent and firewood. If it is made into dried meat, it will taste like chewing tree roots at that time.

But if you don't deal with it, the meat can't be watched and let him rot, can it?

Zhang Feng's head is big.

, stuffy, put firewood on the bottom of Wang pot and let the boiling salt water in the pot smoke the tiger meat.

And right now.

A few small heads poked in carefully from the curtain of the backyard door.

But it was the dogs. They were looking at the meat on the pot and swallowing.

"Dog! What are you doing?"

At this time, the voice of the old scholar sounded warm and angry behind him.

Several people were scared. Alas, they were about to run. At this time, Zhang Feng also heard the voice and hurried back to look bright.

"Dog! Come here, do you want to eat tiger meat!"

Just one word.

Let the dog take root at the feet of several people.

The old scholar glared at Zhang Feng, who hated iron and steel.

"You! It seems that you really want to spoil them!"

Zhang Feng smiled.

"Isn't this meat bad if you don't eat it?"

"Come on, old scholar, you're just in time! I've just eaten a pot of tiger bone soup and wanted to send it to you! Since you're here, let's have two cups!"

"You!"

The old scholar sighed, waved, and groped out a bag of snacks from his arms. He originally intended to thank Zhang Feng's tiger whip. Now, it's good. It's cheap for these children.

Seeing the children timidly snatch the oil paper bag of snacks from the old scholar, they are playing noisily in the small yard. Looking at these children, the old scholar's eyes can't help showing a touch of kindness.

He has no children.

Not even relatives.

He lived in his own timidity all his life and dared not do anything. The reason why he dared to come out of his only house and onto the street.

On the one hand, because he was poor, he wanted to eat,

More importantly, he wants to see these children. These children represent vitality! He always felt that there was no difference between a person's house and a grave!

"What's the matter, old scholar? You're so talented and knowledgeable. Why do you teach these children to read? In that case, you..."

"In that case, don't say it again!"

Before Zhang Feng finished, the old scholar had interrupted him.

"Do you want me and these children to die?"

"If you really do that, the Imperial College will not let me go first! Do you think learning can be done by individuals? Can individuals teach others?"

Zhang Feng tilted his mouth.

"Well, you say, some of these people know a little words. Aren't they in the neighborhood? Do you want to bury your ink?"

The old scholar shook his head in pain.

"Feng Zi, pour me a bowl of wine!"

Knowing the current situation of the old scholar, Zhang Feng got up, took out a large bowl of bone soup from the pot, scolded the dog, several people washed their hands, and then filled it by themselves. Then he cut a large piece of cooked meat from the whole piece of tiger meat steamed on the pot, added seasoning and put it on the small table. Then he took a jar of 35 degree low alcohol wine and poured a bowl for the old scholar.

The meat was very fresh and salty. After eating one piece, the old scholar turned his mouth and drank wine.

"Fengzi, you know my identity. Do you think that in my identity, the emperor and the law of the Tang Dynasty, I will be allowed to teach and accept disciples?"

"What's the difference between this and rebellion?"

"This..."

Zhang Feng was silent.

He has been thinking about finding an opportunity to tell the old scholar to set up a private school. On the one hand, it can increase the knowledge of dogs and these slave children, and also make the old scholar not so lonely.

It's a kind of suffering with empty skills and nowhere to show.

He knows.

In fact, to put it bluntly, he and the old scholar are the same kind of people.

However, he still forgot the law of this era.

Zhang Feng sighed deeply.

"Wait, old scholar. One day, I will let you stand upright in the school of the private school and let these dolls respect Mr. Cheng Hu!"

"How can this be done without me?"

"Yes! Brother Zhang Feng! And us!"

"How about we teach these little dolls?"

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