The afternoon sunshine always makes people sleepy.
Early in the morning, Zhang Feng thought about things in the future and fell asleep. This afternoon, his muscles and bones were pounding and rattling.
And dog Zi Zhu, Lao he, Zhu's father, and even the old scholar didn't know where to cool off.
Zhang Feng had to walk slowly in Chang'an city with his hands on his back.
Thinking that locusts have basically become rare items, and even can be seen everywhere in Chang'an Street, people still walk around the street with a group of chickens and ducks, just like patrolling. Once chickens and ducks stop and peck blindly on the ground, they will rush up to see if they are locusts.
Then walk slowly in the street again.
But these people are taking the hardest road.
Just to catch more locusts.
From huitongfang to Dongshi, it is basically the same along the way, and Dongshi has also changed its previous depression and depression. It is like beating chicken blood and excited.
Pork stalls were hung with sold out cards early. From time to time, there were loud pig calls and angry cries of killing pigs in the backyard.
There are more Hu merchants on the street, and even Hu Ji performing in the street. At this time, all Chang'an people have money. They are happy to see that, and the reward money is more than usual, which makes the businessman squatting behind Hu Ji laugh out of sight, and a handful of spittle stars are full of copper money.
Zhang Feng saw that he had no desire to touch copper money in the future.
Damn it, this is how the rust on the copper money comes from!
It's strange that the fuck doesn't rust.
Passing by Dongshi, Zhang Feng's footsteps still didn't stop. He greeted familiar people all the way, and then slowly walked out of Chunming gate.
He still hasn't been out of town for some days.
In the East market, he never saw a Hu merchant selling rubber again. It is estimated that this thing is extremely rare, and the price is not high. It is far less valuable than what is popular now.
Of course, it's not for sale.
This made Zhang Feng sigh again.
It seems that the plan of this tricycle and bicycle has to be postponed again.
Out of the Chunming gate, the outside of Chang'an city is even more lively than the inside. I saw the ordinary people pouting their hips at this time, ignoring the hot sun in the sky, tossing in the ground with a brother's rake.
There is also a small jar tied to his back. You don't have to think about what these people are doing.
Now the crops are in arrears. It's a little difficult to catch a little locusts.
If they can earn a little, they can't even make money at that time.
"Feng Zi? What are you doing here?"
At this time.
Someone looked at Zhang Feng at the gate of the city and asked.
Zhang Feng looked along the voice and saw that he didn't know when the old house came out of a clump of withered grass.
In an instant, Zhang fengle.
"Yo! Lao sun, are you doing a sideline?"
"What are you doing here?"
Fang Xuanling wiped the sweat and weeds on his forehead and sighed, "where am I in the mood to engage in sideline? No, the damn grasshopper has destroyed all the crops. No, let me see what the crops here look like."
While talking, Fang Xuanling sat down beside Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng also sat down.
"I said, Lao Fang, what have you planted here? Do you have a lot of land? Don't you grow medicinal herbs? Grasshoppers eat that stuff?"
Fang Xuanling glanced at Zhang Feng: "can't those who grow medicinal materials and do business have dozens of mu of land? These days, without their own land, what to eat and drink?"
"You think everyone is the same as you. One person is full and the whole family is not hungry?"
Fang Xuanling glanced at Zhang Feng and sighed deeply.
"Now Lao Li doesn't know about it, so I don't want to see first. Is it my people who broke the crops, or is it all like this? At this look, it's all gone!"
While talking, Fang Xuanling was even more bitter.
In this way, although it is said that the food of Datang is sufficient for the time being, the goods around him once said that there will be a locust disaster on a larger scale next year!
At that time, how?
"Feng Zi, how can we fix this? Our good grain fields must add up to at least more than 100 mu! If they know about it, what will it look like, I..."
"Just for this shit? Are you in such a hurry?"
Hearing the speech, Fang Xuanling angrily pointed to the outside of the city and shouted at Zhang Feng's beard trembling: "this is what you said. Look, the food is gone. What do you say? Sew up your mouth? Or eat wind and drink fart?"
"Don't, don't, don't get excited. Let's go, brother. I have a big business to make a fortune!"
Zhang Feng saw Fang Xuanling's anxious eyes for the first time. He couldn't help shrinking his neck and had to pull Fang Xuanling away.
But Fang Xuanling is worried about hitting the wall now. Where else can he spare time to fool around with Zhang Feng?
"No!"
"If I say, I can turn all these waste wheat into treasure like locusts, will you go?"
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