Zhang Feng is a thief. In the eyes of all yamen servicemen who maintain public security in Fang City, he runs back in a hurry with a sheep's skin package the size of a water tank.
While running, Zhang Feng grinned behind his ears like a fool.
For nothing else, holding these three lumps of oak resin, he couldn't help but have a crazy idea in his mind.
If you can boil these three lumps of resin into rubber and then make tires
That's cool!
This is the real x artifact!
You ride a sedan chair, you ride a horse. OK, I can't ride a horse, but I can ride a bike!
In this era, this thing is my only share of Zhang Feng, isn't it?
Zhang Feng thought so and smiled even more.
When I returned to the tavern, I saw that the door of the tavern had been repaired long ago, and Du Gou and others disappeared. Only the old scholar, Granny Wang and Lao he sat in the tavern.
The dog and the pillar, like loyal guards, hid at the entrance of the alley early. When they saw Zhang Feng coming back, they said angrily, "brother Feng, you can come back! You don't know, my father and them, they said, I've found a good day for you and let you marry the little woman in Zhangjiakou next month!"
???
Zhang Feng was stunned.
"Pillar, how did you know that?"
The pillar sucked away his snot, looked at Zhang Feng suspiciously and said, "brother Feng, you really don't know?"
Zhang Feng's head shook like a rattle.
Look, the dog is a little convinced.
"Brother Feng, that's what happened. Didn't you break into the brothel at night yesterday?"
"Although this matter has not been known by so many gossip women in the market for the time being, it will be known sooner or later. Therefore, Granny Wang found the old scholar to drink my father, thought she would come to you today, and then get your birthday eight characters, and then give them to you..."
"Wait!"
"How did your father know?"
"Also, when I went to the brothel, it was... It was to meet friends with poetry. Do you understand?"
Zhang Feng argued cunningly.
But what do you say to these hairy children?
Bored, he put down the resin in his arms and threw it to them: "hide it for me! I'm of great use! Don't let anyone know or open it? Do you know?"
Seeing that Zhang Feng was so solemn, the dog and the post patted his chest.
Zhang Feng turned a corner with his back on his hands and a sad face, and buried himself in the tavern.
As soon as he entered the tavern, Zhang Feng was held by Grandma Wang.
"Oh! Brother Zhang! Are you back?"
"Come on, come on, sit down! I'm here today. There's nothing else. I'm just trying to figure out. There are several good hours this month and next month. I'll think about it, or I'll settle the matter and get married there next month?"
Zhang Feng was speechless.
These eight characters haven't been written yet. You think about it and give it back to me?
Aunt, who are you?
Although Zhang Feng began to swear in his heart for a long time, he still said with a smile: "Grandma Wang, you sit first. We're not in a hurry! Didn't I say it all before? My teacher once said that I can get married only when I enter the court. Although our parents are gone, we have to wait until I asked the master. Besides, it's not too late. Do you think so?"
"This thing..."
The old scholar said solemnly, "if you had done such a ridiculous thing yesterday, now people in Zhang's house are asking. You say that people want face, trees want skin, and neighbors know about you and Zhang's house. Now... Where do you put Zhang's face?"
"Also, have you ever thought that if a woman is rejected by her husband's family, her life will be ruined. Think about it! What do you want for fame? You say you want to ask your master. Well, the old scholar will ask you, who is your master's name and where does he live?"
"I'd like to ask him myself if I don't want my disciples to get married and shine on the door?"
"Master, I haven't met him in my life. I want to ask him if I have learned filial piety!"
The old scholar was angry.
Zhang Feng was speechless.
Master, what do you mean by fabricating nothingness and prevaricating one of their characters?
Can't you say that master is Confucius?
It will definitely be crowded to death by the old scholar!
"Don't worry, old scholar! My master has no fixed residence. He has been going overseas since the beginning of this year. I don't know where he is now, but he said he would come back to spend the new year with me at the end of the year and teach me some overseas knowledge..."
Zhang Feng could only make up a lie and prevaricate again without conscience.
But this time, several people seemed to have a long mind. They ignored Zhang Feng's deception and followed him; The old scholar's words are to give him the eight characters of his birthday first. He knows an ox forced Xiangshi, give him the eight characters of his birthday quietly, and then talk about the next thing. The worst thing is to fix the marriage first!
No way, Zhang Feng can only write his birthday.
Of course, the month and day written are correct, but this year, he can only push back 20 years according to his current age
At this point, everyone went away.
Zhang Feng looked at the door without focus and muttered, "no, I have to find a chance to meet the so-called Zhang Yuyao. How can I look more and more like a trap?"
Say here.
Zhang Feng suddenly patted his head.
"Sleeping trough! I've been fooled!"
"Damn Chen Tieniu, you were shown to me. I'm NIMA! Let's get drunk and take me to the brothel. Is that right?"
"Sleeping trough! What kind of brother is this?"
"Ao RI!"