Chapter 1922

Moreover, dried flowers are related to perfume, perfume is also a new product, and he dare not be careless.

Jing Shu also knew the importance of the matter. She took out an account book from her cuff and handed it to Zhang Feng: "childe, this is the account book. There are thirty stones in total."

Zhang Feng took the account book and watched it carefully. Seeing that there was no problem, he closed the account book and handed it back to Jing Shu: "well, there is no problem. You tell Lao du that the dried flowers must be kept properly. I will be of great use in the future."

Jing Shu nodded as if she remembered something and said, "Mr. zihuai came here a few days ago. He came and sent some news that the students of the Academy sent some servants to Shengzhou in order to find you."

Hearing this, Zhang Feng couldn't help showing a touch of emotion.

These mentors on the mountain really didn't say anything to themselves. Something really happened.

The old scholar, in particular, usually does not show his face, but he knows that this is the person who cares about himself most.

The old scholar is usually lonely and helpless. Since he met himself, he regarded himself as a nephew.

This kind of emotion can't be realized by others, only you know it.

At the thought of this, the corners of his eyes were wet.

Perhaps Zhang Yuyao saw something and hurriedly put a handkerchief on the ground: "childe Zhang, don't be sad."

"Who said I was sad?"

Zhang Feng's head was a little dissatisfied, thinking how can a man cry in front of a woman? So the big sleeve wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "look, I said I'm fine. Don't talk more."

He thought he had covered up all this well, but he didn't know that the two women looked at it really. They looked at each other and giggled.

"All right, stop laughing."

Zhang Feng waved his hand and felt his face a little hot: "smile and see how I can clean you up in the future."

The voice fell. The two women were unwilling and waved out of the door.

After the two women left, Zhang Feng felt that he was looking at himself with strange eyes. He turned his head and saw Chumo and others smiling like thieves. He was a little brainy. Women laugh at me. How dare you laugh?

He suddenly stood up, pointed to the crowd and said angrily, "what are you dogs laughing at?"

"Nothing, nothing..."

The three were timid and waved their hands again and again.

Just now they saw all this in their eyes and had to laugh. Who could have thought that a big man would do this?

But this guy seems to forbid others to laugh. He is more fierce than a dog. Naturally, they dare not say more.

Zhang Feng knew what these dogs were laughing at, but these guys were unwilling to admit that there was no way, so he had to swear: "if I see you laughing in Zhang's house in the future, I will spread your scandal all over Chang'an city."

With a wave of his big sleeve, he turned and left.

There were only people in the house who looked confused and forced.

This

Is this NIMA too overbearing?

No one is allowed to laugh?

But think about it. Now I'm in Zhang's house. I still have injuries. Bear it. I'll teach this dog a lesson in the future.

So the three planned to swallow it.

Without fighting spirit, they had to find a room to rest.

It was night. The sky was gray and no star could be seen. However, the lights in Zhang's house were bright and particularly loud. The fire flickered under the veil, as if cheering for the return of the master.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. Small snowflakes are beginning to float in the sky. Slowly, the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger. Houses, flowers and trees are shrouded in snow-white. The whole Zhang house has become a white world.

The Housekeeper on the night patrol held a lantern, his hands shrank in his cuffs and trembled from time to time. His feet stepped on the ground and made "creak" and "creak" sounds from time to time, leaving a string of beautiful footprints behind him. The wind blew gently, and the white snow on the branches fell "Susu", and the jade like snow danced in the wind.

The winter in Guanzhong is like this. It's dry and cold. Once the cold comes, people will have a sour nose and headache, and their feet are like two pieces of ice.

Fortunately, everyone is now in a dream. Together tomorrow, we can re-examine the snow-white world.

The next day, with the sound of chickens, Zhang's yard began to work again.

The servants need to shovel the snow in the house garden, otherwise, it will be a big deal for the noble people to get up and fall.

In the backyard, Zhang's house was awakened by the housekeeper. After washing, he hurriedly had breakfast and gathered in the hall early. He has something important today. So I have to explain to the people in the hall.

He glanced at the crowd and found Chumo and others absent. He couldn't help wondering, "where are those guys from iron bull?"

Du Wisteria stepped forward and said awkwardly, "Sir, the three CHILDES are still sleeping."

"These three pigs know how to sleep in a day."

Zhang Feng spat, a little angry, but he was relieved that he had nothing to do with them when he went up the mountain to see his mentor. Then he looked straight and said, "Lao Du, what's the gift for your mentor?"