Chapter 957

Zhang Feng was really angry about it.

If the people from the Ministry of work and etiquette were conspiracy, then the next thing is not conspiracy, but his mother's failure!

People are bullying us. You don't fight for your fucking breath and pretend to force all day?

Zhang Feng is so angry.

I wish I could just let Chen Tieniu go.

No, no, No. 1.

In this way, as soon as Zhang Feng got out of bieyuan and got into the carriage at the door, he pointed to Tonghui square, and the carriage sped away in an instant.

Jing Shu's ability and vision are still unique.

These servants were carefully selected by Jing Shu in Chang'an city. Although Zhang Feng didn't know how many of them were bought by human traffickers, at least the strong figure of the gatekeepers at the door was quite intimidating.

In addition, the groom is not bad. Although there is no morning market in Chang'an city at this time, there are an unusually large number of people on the street. Most people are shouting and fighting desperately on the basketball court. There are people fighting for a ball, and some are even yelling. From young to old, there is nothing good at all.

From the bottom of my heart, it's that kind of foolhardy.

All I know is to bump into people, or speak with my fist. Although such a strong atmosphere follows the legacy of the Qin and Han Dynasties, Zhang Feng can't and doesn't bother to manage Cuju. After all, there is a reason why the national football team is so lazy, but this basketball is played by hand.

If there are one or two fouls, Zhang Feng still has a way to treat him as an alien, but the big words on the backboard and the graphic explanation show that basketball needs to be fouled with hands and feet, but

Who listens to what Zhang Feng sees along the way?

However, not everyone is like this. Zhang Feng passed five streets. On these five streets, he really saw some thin people who still follow the rules

This can't help but let Zhang Feng erase the impulse in his heart to abolish basketball. As long as there is someone, there is hope, but at this time, people haven't changed their habits.

At this time, one side of Tonghui square was already shrouded in a gray smoke. Some of the smoke was choking, some pungent, and people smelled some chest tightness.

Obviously, it came from the chimney in the cowhide rubber furnace.

Instead of going directly to the cowhide yellow, Zhang Feng first returned to the tavern, ordered some meals, finished eating and drinking, then took a food box and came to the brewery next door.

Someone had already pushed the gate from the inside, leaving only a small door that can only allow one person to enter and exit, and a notice was written on the gate, which roughly means that it is temporarily closed.

But at the door, there was still an old man half squinting and dozing on the wooden pier at the door.

Seeing someone coming, the old man waved without lifting his eyelids and said, "see the words on the door? No wine, come back after a year."

"It's me, Zhang Feng!" Zhang Feng smiled.

When the old man heard that it was Zhang Feng, he suddenly woke up and squinted for a long time. He patted his thigh and wanted to stand up, but Zhang Feng pressed him in place: "you, slow down. It's easy to hurt yourself."

The old man's excited, shriveled lips couldn't stop shaking: "childe Zhang, you... Why are you here? If you come, send someone to say, little old man, please clean up..."

Zhang Feng didn't tangle with the old man. He pointed to the gate and said, "it's very good here, but some of them don't have 300 liang of silver."

The old man obviously didn't understand Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was too lazy to explain and pointed to the door. The old man suddenly patted his thigh and shouted, "old Ding, old Ding, open the door, childe Zhang is coming!"

There were two exclamations in an instant. Immediately, only a tinkling sound was heard. Then the closed door was slowly opened from inside. After confirming Zhang Feng, the two old men hurried to worship Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng said good words for a long time, which made the three old men let themselves into the house.

As soon as he entered the yard, Zhang Feng smelled, "did the thing I said sprout?"

Listen to this.

The three old men, like offering treasure, pulled Zhang Feng to the side of the wooden trough and carefully took away the quilt covered on it. When the quilt was taken away.

The rows of tender yellow potato seedlings that had just drilled out of the soil came into Zhang Feng's eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help giving a thumbs up from the three.

"Well, it's really great!"

When the old man heard the speech, he grinned like a child: "this thing has become?"

Zhang Feng nodded and shook his head: "I don't know, but this is still the first step. I'll give you a task now. Remember."

The three old men were inspired when they heard the speech: "you said, childe Zhang, even if we were to water him with blood, as long as you don't think our blood is dirty, we have no complaints!"

Surprised, Zhang Feng waved his hand again and again: "Who said that? As like as two peas, I mean, I have a place in the sixteen King's house. It's always unsafe outside. I'm going to find some people to move this thing to the house. You can get a similar environment in this way according to the stove. As for materials, all of them are going to ask the old village head to do it."