Chapter 273

In Zhang Feng's shop, at this time, Lao he, his father and the most powerful matchmaker in the market sat in his tavern and looked at Zhang Feng with meaningful eyes.

Look, Zhang Feng's skull is going to explode.

The wine has been served three jars.

I've eaten several dishes.

He even saw the matchmaker kick a large plate of meat into his pocket.

However, they have been sitting for two hours, and they have no intention of leaving.

Where doesn't Zhang Feng know the purpose of their coming?

The matchmakers are here. What can they do?

Lao he seemed to see that Zhang Feng's skull was too dull, so he had to wave and ask him not to wipe the counter where the paint was almost broken.

"Feng Zi, come and sit down. Wait, the old scholar will also come!"

Zhang Feng is afraid of the old scholar.

Nothing else. He can't stand that mouth!

"Why did the old scholar come here when he had nothing to do?"

Zhang Feng continued to pretend to be confused, but he also knew that he could not hide. He hung his head helplessly and sat on the table.

At this time, the matchmaker stared at Zhang Feng fiercely. Her mouth was like a cricket and almost let Zhang Feng throw it out with a slap.

After watching it for a long time, the matchmaker nodded and seemed very satisfied.

After a while, the old scholar swaggered into the tavern, slapped Zhang Feng away, sat on Zhang Feng's stool and poured a bowl of wine alone.

He drank a bowl of vegetables happily and said, "I went to see that house, the gift was accepted, and I saw the daughter. It's a sign. He is a lord who can have a son!"

"Wait 1"

Zhang Feng blew up.

He hurriedly asked, "old scholar, are you going to get married? Whose girl is blind... No, I said yes. I know you so well. Do you like you“

The old scholar's face darkened immediately.

He stared at Zhang Feng and didn't care.

"I'm thinking of you!"

"I thought I could find a marriage for you and ask for a free wine in the future. Now it seems that I am in your heart, Zhang Feng. So it is?"

"No, no, no!"

"How can you! You are old and talented and only have five cars. I'm afraid I can't catch up with you 1"

Zhang Feng's head is as big as a bucket!

He flattered the old scholar fiercely, but the old scholar didn't seem to hear it. He whispered with the matchmaker. Then he slowly took out a jade pendant from his arms and sighed: "this jade pendant was originally my mother and was going to give it to my future daughter-in-law, but I'm alone. I'm afraid there's no hope. It's cheaper for you, boy!"

"It's also my gift! Don't refuse! It's said that this jade is an old object of the Qin Dynasty!"

The old scholar is distressed.

Zhang Feng has a headache.

Did you fucking ask me?

I haven't even seen the girl's people. Is it all arranged?

what the fuck!

Uncle can bear it, I can't bear it!

"Old scholar, wait!"

Zhang Feng quickly grabbed the jade pendant from the matchmaker and put it into his arms.

"I've received your wishes, but it's about the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers..."

"I've investigated. All the people in your family were lost in the flood and landslide, which means that you are the only one! Then, it's easy to do. Since you don't have parents and I wait for you to have such respect, I'll take your elders as my own and be your master!"

"Matchmaker? This is the best matchmaker we found in Chang'an! Once we heard that it was a matchmaker for you, Mrs. Wang didn't even ask for wedding money!"

"That's right! Brother Zhang! It's a blessing for my wife Wang to marry a good man like you! Don't think about it. I'm also famous in Chang'an city. Therefore, don't worry about this marriage. The girls promised, and it will be done!"

Shit!

I promised a few times.

Zhang Feng rolled his eyes fiercely.

"Uncle he, Zhu's father, Granny Wang, old scholar, I have received your wishes, but I once promised my family and my master that if I don't make a name for myself, or if I haven't met someone I really like, I Zhang Feng would rather be a bachelor in my life than disgrace my family style, or disgrace my master's reputation!"

"This..."

The old scholar was surprised.

But at this time, Zhang Feng took out a jade pendant from the pit of Prince Zhenla. It was the best Purple Jade!

The shaking eyes hurt.

The purple jade is carved with a phoenix seeking a mate, hollowed out, and a hanging rope with a string of gold particles, which makes the jade pendant look so magical.

Zhang Feng sighed, "this is the treasure given to me by my family teacher. Now you always believe it?"

The old scholar was embarrassed.

He forgot Zhang Feng's mysterious master.

If it had not been taught, how could Zhang Feng have such attainments in literature at the age of 20?

No matter the wine and vegetables, food, or even the fine salt he made, they are all good. They lift the weight as light as a feather. The master of others spoke. What can they do?

Finally, several people whispered, shook their heads and left with a sigh.

But when he reached the door, the old scholar turned black and reached for his jade pendant.

Just when Zhang Feng thought it was a fool, the old scholar hurriedly asked, "what's your master's name?"

“……”