Zhang Feng is like a thief. In the eyes of all Bailiff who maintains Street Market law and order, he hugs a sheepskin package the size of a water tank and rushes back.

As he ran, Zhang Feng was like a fool, his mouth grinning behind his ears.

For nothing else, at this moment, holding these three tuo oak resins, he couldn't help but have a crazy idea in his mind.

If this can be made into rubber from these three tuo resins, and then made into tires...

That's a cool one!

This is the real XDivine Artifact!

You sit in a sedan chair, you ride a horse, you can do it, I can't ride a horse, but I can ride a bicycle!

In this era, this thing is my only one, Zhang Feng?

Thinking about this, Zhang Feng smiled even more.

When I returned to Little Tavern, I saw Tavern’s door, which had been repaired long ago, and Du Gou and the others disappeared, only Old Scholar and Grandma Wang, Old He and the others Sitting in Tavern.

And Gou'zi and Zhu'zi, like loyal guards, hid in the alley early. When Zhang Feng came back, they hurriedly said, "Brother Feng, you are back. Don’t you know, my father and the others, they said, they found a good day for you, and next month they will let you marry that little woman from Zhang Family!"

? ? ?

Zhang Feng was stunned.

"Zhu'zi, how did you know about this?"

Zhu'zi sniffed, looked suspiciously at Zhang Feng and said, "Brother Feng, Don't you know?"

Zhang Feng's head is shaking like a rattle.

When I watched Gou'zi and drank Zhu'zi, I believed it a little bit.

"Brother Feng, this is the case. Didn't you go to brothel at night yesterday?"

"Although this matter is on the market, it has not yet been so gossip Women know, but it will be a matter of time before they know this. Therefore, Grandma Wang found Old Scholar to drink with my father, thinking about it, come to you today, and then get your birth date, and then give it to you... "

"Wait!"

"How did your dad know?"

"Also, I go to brothel, that's...that It’s to meet friends with poetry, do you understand?"

Zhang Feng sophistry.

But what do you say to such a hairy child?

He was bored, put down the resin in his arms, and threw it to the two of them: "Hide this thing for me! I have a great use! Don't let anyone know, and don't open it? Know it? No?"

Seeing Zhang Feng being so solemn, Gou'zi and Zhu'zi slapped their chests.

Zhang Feng just carried his hands on his back, turned a bend with a sad face, and immersed his head into the little Tavern.

As soon as he entered the small Tavern, Zhang Feng was caught by Grandma Wang.

"Yo! Little brother Zhang! Are you coming back?"

"Come on, sit down, sit down! Old woman, I'll come, nothing else, just Predictably, this next month, there are a few good hours, thinking about whether to settle things down, and then get married next month?"

Zhang Feng is speechless.

You haven’t even written these characters yet, so you are thinking about it, and you are still in charge of me?

Anything, who are you?

Although I've already started foul-mouthed in my heart, but Zhang Feng still smiled and said without a smile: "Grandma Wang, you sit down first, we are not in a hurry! Didn't I talk about it before? My master once said that only I can get married when I enter the Imperial Court. Although both parents have passed away, we have to wait until I have asked the Master. It’s not too late to talk about it, right?"

"Let’s do this..."

Old Scholar said with a solemn face: "If it had been before, it would be nice to say, but you did such a ridiculous thing yesterday. Zhang Mansion is all asking, you said, people want a face and a tree wants bark, and neighbors in the neighborhood know about you and Zhang Mansion. You are now...Where do you let Zhang Mansion’s face go?" p>

"Also, have you ever thought about it. If a woman is rejected by her husband, then her life will be ruined. Think about it! If you want fame, or what! You say you want to ask your Master , OK, Old Scholar will ask you, who is your Master's first and last name? Where do you live?"

"The old man has to ask him personally if he doesn't want his own dísciple to get married. , Shining lintel?"

"This Master, the old man has never met in his life, but the old man would like to ask him if he has learned what filial piety is!"

Old Scholar is angry.

Zhang Feng is speechless.

Master, a character who was originally made up by nothingness to prevaricate them, how do you say this?

Can't you say that Master is Confucius?

That would definitely be annoying to death by Old Scholar!

"Old Scholar, don’t worry! My Master has no fixed place to live. Since the beginning of this year, I am going to travel overseas. I don’t know where he is now. But he said that at the end of the year, he will come back to accompany me to celebrate the New Year, by the way, to teach me some overseas knowledge..."

Zhang Feng can only ignorant of his conscience, again fabricating lies and prevarication.

But this time, a few people seemed to have a lot of thoughts, and they ignored Zhang Feng’s flicker, and just followed; Old Scholar’s ​​words are, first give him the birth date, and he knows a great master. , Give Quiet the birthday horoscope, and then talk about the next thing, the worst, the marriage must be decided first!

There is no way, Zhang Feng can only write down his birthday with a twist.

Of course the month and day written are correct, but for this year, he can only postpone it for twenty years according to his current age...

So far, all This is Shi Shiran and left.

Zhang Feng is like a discouraged ball, staring at the door muttered unfocused: "No, I have to find a chance to meet this so-called Zhang Yuyao. How can I escape this matter? Seems more like a trap?"

Said here.

Zhang Feng suddenly patted his head.

"Fuck! I got a big deal!"

"Damn Chen Tieniu, you were let me see you, I fuck! So guys come and get me drunk , And then bring Dang! Brothel?"

"Fuck! What kind of brother is this?"

"Ao Ri!"

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