"This great man..."

Building 2 of Linhe Datongpu is quieter than Building 1 next door. Several simple-looking old men work as temporary workers here, bringing their own dry food and horses, looking harmonious and wealthy.

"What do you say about Uncle Tan?"

"Uncle learned about the situation in Yuzhou, and the previous person sent a reply, saying that he had written to Jiangyin, where the boss's wife... I don't know if he knew the situation of Dalangjun..."

"It's better not to know. If the cause and effect are known, I will be beaten even when I reach middle age?"

"The boss's wife is kind-hearted, so she won't... Let's talk to the uncle and change the shift."

He shrank back in disappointment. When he wanted to defend himself, he thought of the ruthlessness of the boss's wife in Jiangyin. What is her own people? Those who are obedient are their own people. Those who are disobedient should be thrown into the Yangtze River to feed the "Three Fresh Fresh of the Yangtze River".

For a moment, several middle-aged old men thought that this man should have followed his mother.

How wonderful the Zong Chang is!

Zhang De, who was in charge of the "Han'an Line" project in Wuhan, didn't care about the messy situation. He didn't know when his son would buy a wolf-hair pen in Xuanzhou. Anyway, Xuanzhou Yan Shigu would take care of him, so he didn't have to worry.

But he didn't know that Yan Shigu had never even met his two sons. He was thinking about expanding the reproduction of rice paper.

"Grandpa, why have you been living outside these days?"

"There are too many people in the mansion, and I don't like the excitement."

Uncle Tan responded, and saw Xiaolang entering the door and asked strangely, "Sanlang, weren't you taking Brother Liao to the store? Why did you come to me here?"

"I was going to Master Cao to practice calligraphy. My mother said she had stewed Tremella lotus seed soup and asked me to divide it into three parts. I would send it to Master Cao and Mr. Li first. I will not wait to send it to Master Cao and Mr. Li."

"Put it down. I don't like sweets very much, but I think it's precious. When I was young, Emperor Chen wanted to eat honey, so I went to Fujian to get him honey and stone honey... At that time, I thought sweets were really delicious."

Uncle Tan actually likes sweets very much, but... he is tired of eating and is afraid of eating.

There are good and bad seniority.

Speaking of which, people from He and Mai have been working in the Iron Staff Temple and Mai Gong Temple all year round, and one of the items is beekeeping.

It is difficult for others to drive the flowering period, but the Iron Staff Temple and Maigong Temple are everywhere, which means there are strongholds everywhere. You don’t have to be afraid of offending the locals during the flowering period, so it is easy to get honey.

This entry can be said to be rich and honored for many generations, and no one will play tricks on them when they come to power. It seems to be "lowly", but in fact it can keep a bumper harvest in drought and flood.

Furthermore, the Iron Staff Temple and the Maigong Temple are blessed by various forces in the court and the country. As long as the He family and the Mai family do not commit suicide, they can continue to do this wealth.

"Grandpa, I haven't seen my elder brother for a long time, and my second brother said I was going to Xuanzhou to buy a wolf-hair pen. But how did I go there all the time? Could it be that there is any trouble, right?"

"Sanlang is willing to do it, so be content. Yan Gongzheng took them around to travel, get to know the celebrities in Xuanzhou, and walk around each other, which is also the right thing to do."

"oh."

Zhang E did not doubt that he had him. After putting down the Tremella Soup, he bowed to He Tanzhi and then left.

When he walked to the outside room, Uncle Tan seemed to remember something and shouted: "Sanlang, Brother Liao asked you to go to Li Shan's place to borrow a doll, don't agree to him."

"Well……"

“…”

The grandparents and grandsons looked at each other from a distance. After a while, Uncle Tan waved helplessly: "You go."

At this time, at the entrance of a shop in Zhuque Street, Hanyang, an Iron Man who spans time and space was holding a fireworks stick in his hand, and the fire was pouring out of the tube. Iron Man was majestic and domineering...

A group of naughty kids surrounded the boss in a circle. The first row was lying on their trough, the second row was squatting, the third row was half-squatting, the fourth row was knee-length, the fifth row was standing, and the sixth row was tiptoed...

"Hey! Hey! This thing is so amazing! It's a flame that's coming out!"

"Grand! Grandpa! Buy one for me, just buy one, buy one, I promise to study hard. Grandpa! Grandpa..."

"What kind of store is this? It's too dark! It's too dark!"

"It's just such a thing, it costs 100 cents?"

Holding an Iron Man mask, there is a father who is doubting life. One hundred ci... One hundred ci is enough to buy how many things? How much rice can you buy!

"The whole Wuhan is only available in this store. Don't think you can buy it in the next place. This is a report in the mansion, but it is a specialty."

There is no copyright, but there is a patent.

The manager in the store is also an old man. He was surprised that this ragged thing was going to the government to do something, but Zhang Sanlang helped him operate the store... Hey, the level is really high, even Chang'an people came here to specially send it to Longqing Palace.

In fact, the Tang people did not have the concept of copyright, but there were no standardized conditions and markets. Now there is a government with strong execution, and a consumer market with a population of two million. Naturally, although cultural people do not know what "intellectual property" is, it does not prevent cultural people from fighting for their lives to eat meat.

Besides, this matter is about Zhang Sanlang, but the banner he used was Master Cao and Dr. Li.

Master Cao's "The Original Version of the Yin Xun" is something that few people dare to pirate. Although Master Cao has nothing to do with pirated versions or not.

He is over 100 years old, no matter how much money he makes, he will still eat at least two pieces of braised pork.

"One hundred s...hey! One hundred s!"

When the father gritted his teeth, he turned his head and asked a naughty child, "You have this thing, are you really willing to study hard and listen to your sir?"

"Yeah, yeah, daddy bought it, I will be obedient!"

"Okay! I believe you once!" The father touched his arms and gritted his teeth again, "Will you receive the flying ticket?"

"Is it from China Resources?"

"right."

"China Resources' natural income."

This is the usual flying ticket. There is an old man wearing glasses behind the counter in the store. He collected the flying ticket and looked at it, then nodded, "Look for nine hundred documents."

Not only are nine hundred coins given for nine hundred copper coins. At this time, Wuhan has several small silver coins of specifications, with a denomination of half a silo of five hundred coins, and a denomination of two hundred coins and a denomination of one hundred coins. They use silver-clad copper or silver-copper coins. Units that can produce this type of silver-copper coins are only available in Wuhan, and the local law cannot be faked at all.

"Do you want copper or silver?"

"Don't worry about money."

"Okay."

After making change, I also wrote a receipt by hand, saying it was a receipt, but in fact it also had a bit of an invoice, because the entire invoice book contains the seal of the imperial tax department.

The father took the receipt, looked at it, sighed, and turned his head viciously to his son, "If you don't listen to your words carefully, I will kill you! I'll be there... one hundred people!"

Soon, when the father gritted his teeth and when the son was happy, a pair of masters walked out of the store with different expressions.

But this father and son are just a microcosm of one nest after another. In the past few years, it was hard to see such scenes. Even if there were doting sons, they rarely bought this kind of useless toy for their sons. At most, they would take them into the city to open their eyes, play in the amusement park, and eat a delicious meal, regardless of beef, mutton, soup, bread. As long as the child is happy, he will be satisfied.
Chapter completed!