Chapter 860

In Zhang Feng's tavern, a wisp of smoke rose slowly.

The remaining people in Tonghui square, who are walking down the street, also noticed.

For a moment, the news that Zhang Feng came back was very popular.

"Feng Zi is back!"

"Zhang Feng went back to the tavern!"

"Don't you want your distant cousin Jia's nephew to go to Fengzi's academy? Fengzi is back!"

"What, what are you talking about? The boy Zhang Feng is back!"

"Go, go and have a look."

On the other side, in Hengtong bank.

Qiantong is fiddling with abacus beads and counting accounts. The smile on his face hasn't stopped at all.

Some time ago, when he learned that he was ready to go up the mountain to catch the villain, Qian Wanli directly hit him in the face with a stack of white paper.

I'm out of mind to call him back.

When Qian Tong knew that Zhang Feng basically handed over all the things about the paper mill to Qian Wanli, Le's Qian Tong almost came back to the West.

Later, Qian Wanli would take the job of delivering paper to Chang'an every once in a while and go home. Every time he went home, although Qian Wanli would only leave a piece of paper, this piece of paper was the kind of paper that had not been cut

This time, Qian Tong is very happy.

Two days after the 300000 pigs went up the mountain, the marinated meat and white paper broke out in Chang'an at the same time, but immediately after that, the white paper seemed to disappear.

I can't find it in Chang'an.

Then the price of this kind of white paper soared all the way in Chang'an city. Even on the black market, a palm sized white paper was sold for nothing.

By chance, I don't know who knows that Qian Tong's son is the steward of the paper mill, so I can't help pestering him. Qian Tong is also a cow.

He immediately took out the large piece of white paper.

The asking price is 5000 yuan, and the one with the highest price will get it!

Then, in his frightened eyes, this piece of white paper was finally 17000 yuan, which was pocketed by a third grade senior official of the Ministry of work.

Although Qian Wanli still came back every time, he brought less and less paper.

And many of them are waste paper that Qian Wanli said. What makes Qian Tong angry is that this silly son even asked him to issue a receipt, and then happily took dozens of Guan money and went back to say what it was to pay the public account.

But it doesn't matter.

Hengtong bank has white paper, which makes Qiantong famous. Along with his bank's business, it's much better.

All this makes him laugh every day.

"Master, something's wrong, something's wrong!"

When Qian Tong was playing with abacus beads happily while thinking about happiness, a sharp voice made him want to beat people suddenly rang.

Qian Tong angrily grabbed the abacus and asked, "is your mother dead or is your father alive? Master Ben said that no one should disturb me when I settle accounts. Your brain has been eaten by the dog?"

The boy was very wronged when he heard the speech.

He said eagerly, "Sir, didn't you let us all stare at Yuelai tavern?"

Qian Tong was surprised when he heard the speech. At the thought of what the boy had just shouted in the door, he hurriedly asked, "you say! What's the matter with Yuelai tavern?"

"The tavern... Childe Zhang seems to be back. There are many people outside the tavern."

"Walk around, prepare a sedan for me and go to Tonghui square!"

Qian Tong was delighted when he heard the speech.

He is a businessman and everything is in line with his interests. At this time, his son is so valued in Bailu Academy. He not only works in the paper mill during the day, but also gives her private lessons this evening. You know, there are at least 2000 students on the mountain. 1

But President Zhang, Lord Zhang Jue, thought highly of his family's money. He couldn't help it. Qian Tong tightened his grip on a wooden box in his hand and sat in a sedan chair.

Learned from his son that Zhang Feng lacked nothing.

I don't like anything.

But there's only one thing.

That is, I like to collect all kinds of treasures.

This can't help but make Zhang Feng, who has always wanted to visit and talk about white paper and marinated meat business, have no way.

At this time, I know that Zhang Feng is in the tavern. Where can Qian Tong sit?

Along the way, even if the sedan bearer let go of his feet and ran, Qian Tong still felt that the speed was still slow.

On the other side.

While Yu Chi yu'er, who had been doing nothing, was in a daze in the waterside pavilion in Yu Chi's mansion, she overheard a group of soldiers talking in private.

It is also related to Zhang Feng.

I can't help but Wei Chi yu'er hurriedly asked, "two little brothers, are you talking about which childe Zhang on the mountain just now?"

Those who can be soldiers in Yuchi's mansion are Yuchi Gong's loyal followers. How many people do you know about Yuchi Yuer's rumors?

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Wei Chi yu'er.

"Miss Hui, someone in the mansion just heard that childe Zhang has returned to the tavern."

When Yuer heard the speech, the sad color on his face swept away. He hurried to the door with his skirt.

Several soldiers were shocked and quickly stopped Yuchi and said, "girl, the master has orders..."

"The owner of your house is my brother. My brother won't let me go up the mountain, but it doesn't mean I'm not allowed to go to Chang'an City?"

"This..."

Several government soldiers smelled the speech, and layers of cold sweat exuded from their foreheads.

"Girl, we are also under orders. I hope..."

"Get out of the way. The emperor drinks. The emperor acquiesces. Which onion are you? Dare to stop again. Believe it or not, I'll go to my cousin and say you bully me?"

"This..."

Several people couldn't help but panic.