At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty as a god stick

() In Lanzhou, even in the Song Dynasty, the ecology was already out of balance, and the wind and sand were extremely severe.Of course, it should be much better than later generations.It's just that Wen Fei has never been to Lanzhou in later generations.For example, Wen Fei almost every time he came to the mules and horses market, he had to wash his hair and take a bath when he returned.I always feel like a layer of wind and sand is covering my body, but this young man is dressed in white, wouldn't it get dirty?Or do you take seventeen or eight pieces of clothes with you when you go out and change them at any time?

By the way, is this kid disguised as a man?Otherwise, why would you love cleanliness so much?It seems that in ancient times, there were often such bloody plots.Wen Fei was thinking about the scenes in the TV novel, and looked at the throat and chest of the boy in white.In the dark night, even with a flashlight in his hand, he couldn't see clearly, but he didn't look like a woman.

"Wu that boy, what are you looking at!" Wen Fei looked at it so obscenely, but the boy in white didn't say anything.The big man next to him was annoyed: "You bumped into my son, and I will cripple your legs! Taoist priest, how do you think you came out of that ancient battlefield alive just now? If my son didn't save you, I'll rely on you to save you!" That three-legged cat's kung fu has long been devoured by a powerful ghost!"

It turned out that my family was rescued by someone!Wen Fei suddenly realized that he had really relied on a simple forbidden method to get past the test, but unexpectedly there were other twists and turns.Wen Fei hurriedly thanked the life-saving grace: "Thank you for saving me, my lord!"

"It's okay," the boy in white said this time, his attitude seemed to be a little gentler.Unexpectedly, he saluted lightly: "My lord, Wang Zhiming, I was reckless last time. Dare to ask Chang Gao's name!"

Wen Fei was still wearing Taoist robes, imitating his appearance, pushed the cart away nonchalantly, and said, "It's easy to say, easy to say. I'm Wen Fei, but I don't have anyone named Gao!"

Wen Fei was so succinct that the big man behind was furious: "Taoist priest, I knew I would not save you at that time!"

Wen Fei was sweating profusely, but he didn't do it on purpose.It's just that the etiquette of modern people is simple, and it seems too vulgar and rude in this ancient times.

On the contrary, Wang Zhiming seemed to see Wen Fei right, and smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay. This land of Lanzhou was originally the border between my Song Dynasty and the Dangxiang people, and there have always been wars. More than ten years ago, my Da Song Song officers and soldiers fought against Xixia here. The king’s division was defeated and many died in battle. The battlefield at that time was near this mules and horse market. Since then, there have been many sneaks in this place. I want to come to Chen Shi to live in seclusion here to deal with those here Evil!"

Wen Fei suddenly realized, I said how Chen Niwan and his disciples came to this mule and horse market that doesn't shit, so there is such a thing in it!

Wang Zhiming smiled and said: "It doesn't matter so much now, even if I don't save you, nothing serious will happen. This place has been cleaned up by Master Chen... There is nothing harmful."

Wen Fei only paid attention to the boy in white at this time, although he knew he was not very old.At this time, after being in touch for a long time, I realized that Wang Zhiming was younger than I thought, at most he looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.

He looked at Wen Fei's cart curiously, and asked, "So the Taoist priest is also here to go to the market? I don't know what good things he brought!"

Obedient and listening, Wen Fei's heart moved: "Are you also here to go to the market?"

That Wang Zhiming said: "That's right, this time I'm helping the family transport some things to sell!"

He was talking, but there was a man dressed as an accountant behind him who was pulling Wang Zhiming's sleeve: "My lord, my lord..."

Wang Zhiming flicked his sleeves, frowned and said, "Why can't you say it openly, but sneaky?"

The accountant at the back was immediately embarrassed. He was going to remind his young master not to talk nonsense when he met everyone.After all, it is a violation of the king's law to make a deal with the Fanren in private, and the Wang family has a great career, so it should be avoided to some extent.Unexpectedly, Wang Zhiming didn't understand his painstaking efforts at all.

Wang Zhiming frowned, although he was young.But he was born in a wealthy family, so he naturally has vision and insight.Naturally, he knew what the accountant wanted to say, but Wang Zhiming was arrogant by nature and disdained to sneak around.What's more, he also believed in Wen Fei's character. In his eyes, Wen Fei was someone who was too rich to be coquettish, and mighty who could not be subdued.

In Wang Zhiming's opinion, that flashlight is indeed a treasure.But that's all since then, I took it in my hand and played with it for a while, although I can't understand the principle.But I knew that this thing was not a treasure of heaven and earth, but a skill and ingenuity made by master craftsmen.Although he didn't pay much attention to this flashlight, he knew that someone would use it, so he thought that there must be a place in this world where he could buy it.And definitely not worth 500 taels of gold and silver.

If Wen Fei knew that he had rejected Wang Zhiming, he would have regarded him as a refined and extraordinary person, so he didn't know whether he would cry or laugh?

Wen Fei naturally didn't know the truth, and asked, "What do you sell?"

"Tea, it's just wine!" Wang Zhiming said lightly.

Tea, wine, what?Wen Fei almost coughed, and he has been here many times during the Northern Song Dynasty.I already have some understanding of the Great Song Dynasty.In these years, tea and wine are all monopolized by the imperial court.Smuggling these things is much more serious than smuggling cigarettes in later generations.This is the atmosphere of doing big business. Wen Fei's admiration is much better than his own small fights.

Wang Zhiming inspected Wen Fei's cart curiously, but said: "Your things are so unique..." He was embarrassed to say that it was too bad, so he just said it as unique.

After shaking off a piece of fabric, his brows frowned: "This fabric is not bad, it looks like satin, but it seems a little thinner. It's just that the color is too vulgar..." He threw the fabric back into the car middle,

Wen Fei really wanted to ask, "Can you buy my flashlight? If you want it, I can make it cheaper..."

"Young Master, the convoy is coming soon. Let's set off first, the Patriarch Gu Zheng is still waiting for us!" the accountant said carefully.

"Then let's go!" Wang Zhiming clapped his hands, nodded apologetically and smiled at Wen Fei: "Farewell!" He rode on his horse with his subordinates and rode away.

It's strange how this guy changed his temper this time.Wen Fei was a little curious. The last time I saw this Wang Zhiming looking at people, his nostrils were upturned, and the corners of his eyes wished they were on top of other people's heads.But this time, he was so polite.Nima, is there some kind of conspiracy?

Wen Fei made a fuss, but of course he didn't know that it was his performance of "wealth and power cannot be coddled, and might cannot be subdued" that made the arrogant, high-eyed Mr. Wang take a high look.