Chapter 24 Good People Card from the Tang Dynasty

It’s a pity that Zhang Qian had absolutely no intention of leaving any move on purpose. He could swear to the tombstone of Emperor Gaozu of the Tang Dynasty, Li Yuan. Although, the latter basically forgot about similar oaths.

In fact, even though Ren Qiong was not so polite to him today and the price was not so high, as long as he did not do too much, he would not have the idea of ​​using the incompatible effect of cepospores and alcohol to deliberately send this person to the West.

Although the remaining amount of Baifuning and Cefflux fourth generation is only enough for one person to take, in his eyes, its value is far less than what Ren Qiong, Sun Anzu and others think.

For Ren Qiong and Sun Anzu, this is a magical medicine that can "resurrect the dead". However, for Zhang Qian, who has been eating cephalosporin and Baifuning since he was a child, these two medicines are so ordinary that they are not worthy of their own life to possess, nor are they worthy of their own intentional murder.

In fact, when he got Ren Qiong's reminder and found that he would get into a lot of trouble because of these two drugs, the first thing he thought of was to remove these two drugs. And the price of removing them could solve his current plight of empty bags, and he didn't expect too much.

However, the offer Ren Qiong gave him was 100,000 yuan! Even if the consignment was not successful, the advance payment was 10,000 yuan.

This is not the world in martial arts novels. A hero only costs fifty taels of silver for a casual meal. According to Zhang Qian's observations and understanding over the past few days, in the Tang Dynasty, in the three years of Shenlong, even near Chang'an, two hang of money, or two taels of silver, could buy a mu of good land.

A hundred thousand yuan hang money is equivalent to 50,000 mu of land.

Can you imagine what it would be like to be a person who could not afford a toilet in Baqiao District, Xi'an in the 21st century and suddenly found that he had inherited 50,000 acres of land on the edge of the West Third Ring Road of Xi'an? It is already considered that Zhang Qian's determination is far beyond ordinary people if he didn't like it on the spot.

The purchase price of two pills of Baifuning and Yipang Ceffect Four-generation Capsules in the 21st century is about 10 yuan. The market price is equivalent to two kilograms of aged Xiaomi.

At present, the prices outside Chang'an, according to Zhang Qian's many sources of inquiries over the past few days, are six and a half Tongbao per dou. It is exactly the same as two kilograms of Xiaomi each Tongbao.

The capital of a Tongbao is the final selling price of a Tongbao of ten thousand yuan! This transaction is absolutely done!

If you could find the time and space tunnel that you sent him here, Zhang Qian would like to travel through it once a day, bringing a truck of Ceffervus and Baifuning over here every time!

It’s a pity that he can’t see that tunnel and probably won’t have a chance to touch it again in his life.

Therefore, Zhang Qian was too grateful to Ren Qiong, who suddenly smashed 50,000 acres of good land on the edge of the third ring road in Xi'an City, and hit his head, so how could he be willing to let him drink with cephalos? The reason why he didn't remind him before was that he was overjoyed.

Just now, after he recovered a little in the guest room, he immediately remembered the taboos of taking cephalosporin and quickly appointed the little fat man to return to the main hall to remind his father. For fear that the reminder would be too late, Ren Qiong suddenly wanted to have a drink.

As for how this move scared Ren Qiong to death, how to make everyone feel that he is unfathomable is a collateral effect. It is not within Zhang Qian's expectations, nor is it one of the consequences he wants.

The only thing he wants now is that the little fat man Ren Cong would take him to Weinan early to complete his settlement procedures in the Tang Dynasty. Then he would pack up as soon as possible, move to his farm in his name, and be a happy little landlord.

A village, on the banks of the Weishui River!

A hundred thousand yuan hang money is still a sufficient amount of Kaiyuan Tongbao!

Thinking about this day, my nose is so beautiful that my nose is bubbling.

As for who is the emperor in Chang'an City, who is now fighting with whom, and why the prince's mother forced him to commit suicide, it's nothing to do with him, a little landlord!

Whoever became the emperor did not pay taxes the same?

Who has gained the upper hand in the fight? Will he be his turn on the list of promotions?

What's more, all winners are destined to be hot! The historical knowledge I learned has long told Zhang Qian that the person who laughed to the end was named Li Longji.

After Li Longji ascended the throne, the country and the people were at peace for a long time. After this period, Zhang Qian probably also went to the age of seventy. It was rare to live happily and richly until he was seventy years old. He still cared about so many other people's affairs!

When people are happy, they don’t feel how time passes. They just write a few brush words on the sesame paper, and tease the little maid Zijuan for a moment and talk about the customs and customs in Weinan, and it turns dark.

Although there are dozens of G of various literary works, gossip stories, and even otaku benefits in the mobile phone. However, in order to avoid exposure as much as possible, and to ensure the service life of the battery and charger as much as possible, Zhang Qian had no intention of sitting under the lamp playing with his phone. After eating some midnight snacks on the grass, he painted his teeth with salt under the service of the little maid Zijuan, washed his feet with warm water, and lay on the bed.

Because there was no industrial pollution, the moonlight of the Tang Dynasty was much brighter than that of the 21st century. Soon, water shone through the window paper like a window paper and shone on his curtain.

The well-crafted curtain, which has not been bleached by chemicals, quickly became hazy under the moonlight. When raised from the pillow, it looked like a thick fog of milky yellow.

Every year in late autumn mornings, near Chang'an University Town, it is often shrouded by thick fog of the same color. However, the thick fog in the 21st century always smells of car exhaust and straw burning, but now there is only a faint fragrance in the air.

Zhang Qian finally began to miss the 21st century. After he finally saw hope of settled in the Tang Dynasty, after he got rid of one trouble after another, his homesickness swallowed him uncontrollably like a tide. It made his hands and feet feel cold, his eyes are astringent, and his heart is also filled with depression.

Tears quietly flowed down the corners of his eyes on the pillow, although, although, he neither knew who his tears were for, nor what people and things were worthy of his nostalgia in the twenty-first century.

At this moment, he was like a lonely geese that had lost his group, unable to find where his companions were, nor could he find the direction to move forward. He could only look at himself on the shore, but he didn't even bother to consider whether there were crocodiles hidden under the water, and whether there were hunters in the grass behind him, quietly putting the feather arrow on the bowstring!

"Shou, after, after..." A low sniff sounded suddenly outside the door, and it seemed particularly clear in this homesick night.

"What's wrong, Zijuan, who bullied you?" Zhang Qian's thoughts were quickly pulled back to the Tang Dynasty from the 21st century, turned over and sat up, and asked in the outer room.

He was happy while he was so happy during the day that he didn't notice Zijuan's emotional changes, nor did he know what would happen to the other party. Therefore, he couldn't help but feel surprised when he heard the sob.

"No, nothing? It's just that my nose is not ventilated. It disturbs my young man and sleeps peacefully. My maid should die! Also, please don't be angry!" The sniffing sound came to an abrupt end, and the maid Zijuan replied carefully and weakly.

"The nose is not necessarily a trivial matter. Have you seen it with the doctor? Do you need to prescribe it? Go and take some medicine?!" Zhang Qian turned over and sat up from the bed, and asked in a low voice, without realizing how abnormal it was to do this in the Tang Dynasty.

"After, later, later..." The sound of sniffing sounded again, and soon, it was forced to be suppressed again. The girl Zijuan responded in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, young man, my maid's body is strong and I can't use it to see the doctor. I'll get up tomorrow morning and go to the kitchen to ask for a bowl of ginger soup to drink!"

"You are still strong?" I was almost amused by Zijuan's words. Zhang Qian put on his outer robe while joking, "If the wind is a little stronger, you can blow the little bit. I really don't know how you should go out in winter."

"It's really not necessary. Maid, maid makes the young man worry. Maid, maid is just a little maid, and there is no doctor in the village who treats maids." Zijuan was also amused, and the sound of a clogged nose became more and more obvious.

"Isn't Doctor Sun here?" Zhang Qian asked instinctively without thinking. Then, he quickly realized that this was the Tang Dynasty, not the 21st century China. He stood up, opened the curtain, and walked around the floor where Zijuan was sleeping at night, and strided towards the door of the outer room. "If he doesn't treat you, let Ren Quan go outside the village to find the fee. I'll pay for it."

In the morning, he had just negotiated a "big business" worth ten thousand yuan, and he was rich and generous. And Ren Quan had been like a ghost for several days, wandering around the guest rooms all day long, and he had no worries about calling him no one agreed.

Unexpectedly, just as my finger touched the door bolt, a petite figure rushed over from behind and hugged his back tightly, "Young man, don't call him a doctor. The maid is okay, the maid is really okay! The maid just remembers the grandpa and the mother..."

Halfway through, she could no longer say anything, and buried her head on Zhang Qian's back and burst into tears. It turned out that she was not running a nose just now, but was crying quietly in the dark like Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian's heart was suddenly very stuffy again. He stopped, reached out and patted the back of his hand that was holding his waist, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't cry, don't cry, you miss your grandfather and grandmother, go see them tomorrow morning! By the way, are you afraid that the butler will not give you fake? Don't be afraid, tomorrow morning, I'll talk for you!"

"No, no!" Zijuan could no longer control her sobs, and her sob quickly turned into crying, "I, my grandfather and grandmother, have long been gone. Young man, you are leaving soon, aren't you? Young man, you are a good person. The maid who can serve you is a blessing I have cultivated in my previous life!"

"I am a good person?" Suddenly, I received a good person card, and Zhang Qian was confused.

I am leaving soon, what does it have to do with whether I am a good person?

I have lived in Renjiazhuang for only a few days, so how can I serve myself become a blessing for others?

"Woooooo, woooo..." Behind her, Zijuan cried harder, and tears flowed through her clothes and moistened on Zhang Qian's back, a little hot, and a little pain.

"I can't bear to leave!" Thinking that she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, it was normal to be attached to adults. Zhang Qian instinctively smiled and comforted, "Then I will tell Ren Cong that staying in the village for a few more days is enough. Be good, don't cry. The wind is cold at night. If you cry again, you will really catch a cold!"

"Yeah!" Zijuan nodded and agreed, but tears continued to flow, "Young man, you are a good person! The young owner arranged for Zijuan to serve you, but you, you have never bullied me."

"Bullying you? I'm so adult, what's the point of bullying you, a child?" He was so funny that he shook his head and laughed. Zhang Qian patted the other party's little hand holding his waist and whispered to comfort him, "Okay, don't cry. Turn on the light quickly and wipe your tears, otherwise, your eyes will swollen tomorrow, and others will really think I've bullied you!"

Unexpectedly, if he didn't comfort him, Zijuan cried even harder as soon as he comforted him. He hugged his waist tightly, just like a drowning man suddenly hugging a piece of wood.

"What's wrong? You're not having something happened! Zijuan, tell me what's wrong with you. Maybe I can help you!" Zhang Qian was so depressed that he struggled for a moment, and asked again in a low voice.

He didn't dare to exert too much force, for fear that he would throw Zijuan out as soon as he tried, and hit him with blood. When he felt his struggle, Zijuan suddenly pressed his entire body against his back, thin, hard, and trembling like a fake bag.

"Young man, please take Zijuan!" Zijuan said impatiently, fearing that Zhang Qian would continue to throw himself away with force. In the darkness, his voice was hoarse and desperate. "Zijuan's life is a hard time. It is already a great blessing to be arranged by the young owner to serve you. If you don't accept it, Zijuan will also be arranged to serve others in the future!" The second update was offered, and it was nearly 4,000 words. I am a young and cute newbie. Thanks to the recommendation of Blood Red Giant and Toad Giant. Thanks to all enthusiastic readers for their recommendations and collections. The last question is whether to collect it, whether to collect it? When will it be collected? You have the final say.
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