White paper.

Although it only appeared for one afternoon.

But this white paper, like a blockbuster, in Chang’an City, forcibly threw an earthquake-like wave.

When everyone wandered around after dinner, they were talking about this, but the restaurant teahouse was still talking about this.

Basically, on the black market, the price of a piece of white paper, a big piece of slap, has been fired to the level of horror of a silver tael!

You know, five silver tael!

That’s five thousand pennies!

But even so, there is still a price but no market.

After all, the people who got the paper yesterday afternoon basically regarded it as precious.

At this time, the people who are eager to buy this paper are basically those from the Aristocratic Family Great Clan, and aristocrats and nobles, or the Imperial College of Supreme Learning and the Institute of Great Culture.

After seeing the words White Deer Academy of Classical Learning, more people were once again confused by White Deer Academy of Classical Learning.

White Deer Academy of Classical Learning What’s wrong?

How can some moths come out every few hours?

Everyone’s eyes were straightened.

What they didn’t notice was that under their noses, Shiva was silently collecting this little bit of information at this time.

Shiva has been in Cháng’ān for three days.

In the past three days, he spent most of the time squatting at the gate of Little Tavern. Although the kind people on Tonghui Street have already told him, Zhang Feng has already gone to Mt. Kui as the dean. It’s been a long time, but it’s been a long time since Cháng’ān, but there are so many weird things in Cháng’ān, which makes Shiva even more curious.

Whether it is the cooperative or the beer barbecue, which is novel to him, as a gift from God!

After careful inquiries, Shiva was even more horrified to know that these things were actually made by Zhang Feng!

This little bit no longer stimulates Shiva’s nerves.

What is this?

This is great wisdom!

And it’s something they urgently need in Cambodia.

When he was in Cambodia, he was eager to deal with Zhang Feng.

When a Great Tang caravan entered Cambodia, Shiva accidentally learned that Zhang Feng had opened a magical Academy in Cháng’ān, and he couldn’t sit still.

That’s why I came to Cháng’ān desperately.

But on the first day, his eager desire to see Zhang Feng was much less. Instead, it was something that Zhang Feng made, and in Chang’an City, The circulated items related to Zhang Feng made Shiva feel excited.

What is this?

This is the foundation of governance!

“Xiaoer, this is today’s food!”

While Shiva was tasting a table of pig banquets carefully, he finally waited for the person he wanted to wait. .

In these three days, Shiva had to go to Zhang Feng’s little Tavern every day to wait, and this was the dozens of stewed meat shops in Cháng’ān.

He is waiting,

Waiting for someone.

A person who everyone calls Uncle Why.

He learned from the public that this man named Uncle is the closest person to Zhang Feng.

If you want to go to Mt. Kui safely, you must follow him, otherwise many people want to go to Mt. Kui every day, but the first test is to pass the Peace Street group people.

However, in the past few days, as the relationship with the people who deliver fresh stewed meat on Peace Street has continued to improve, Shiva finally waited until today.

After Shiva hurriedly used a bag of grain to pay the bill, he drove the little book boy back to the post house to report, and then hurriedly followed the Old He and the others’ convoy.

“Yo! Isn’t this the Prince? Why? You really want to find Feng’zi?”

Old He knew this guy for a long time.

But it keeps dragging.

But this youngster is inquiring about Feng’zi every day, and there is nothing bad about it, so Old He couldn’t help but feel moved.

However, he was a little bit resistant.

Such a good thing, just passed it to him in that vulgar place, he always feels a little bit confused, but this is Feng’zi’s business, and the last time Feng’zi cheated him. , He still knows.

So when he first came to Cháng’ān, Old He already knew Shiva’s plan.

Without his approval, these guys on Tonghui Street, who would dare to accept random people?

Don’t talk about Feng’zi, just the old village chief’s temper. If you don’t break your leg, that’s all weird.

When Shiva saw Old He proactively greeted him, he let go of his worries, clasped his fists and said: “Shiva has seen Uncle He!”

“hahaha!”

Old He laughed freely,

and everyone in the team laughed.

Before they were worthless slaves, but after following Zhang Feng, not to mention the noble officials, now even the Prince of this country, they are nodded to them!

What is this?

This is all brought by Zhang Feng!

What they were afraid to do before, unexpectedly, today, on the street of Chang’an City, they all saw it!

Old He laughed a few times, beckons with the hand, stopped the car full of goods, and let Shiva get on the bullock cart, and then the entire group staggered out of Chang’an The city gate of the city.

But when they were about to walk out of the city gate, they saw Zhu’zi his father hurriedly entering the city.

When I saw Old He, Zhu’zi his father grabbed the reins of Old He’s cow and said: “Something happened on the mountain, Feng’zi was out of anger!”

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