In the early morning, the sunlight woke up from the soft bedding, looked at Duowen who was sleeping quietly, and quietly got off the bed. When he walked into the yard, he saw that the Gao family slave named Gao An was dressed neatly.

"Mr. Please wait a moment, I'll let someone get water."

"Then I'll trouble you."

"What's the matter with your husband? This is the little slave's duty."

Gao An said in a little panic, which made Chen Guang realize how big the class differences in this era are.

Soon the warm water came, which relieved the awkward atmosphere. Chen Guang rinsed his mouth silently with willow branches and fine salt, and then cleaned his face. He suddenly realized how lucky he was to meet Gao Xianzhi in Zanmo Temple. Otherwise, he would have to struggle to survive in this era like Gao An. The things he was proud of were useless in the face of those worldly rules.

After Duowen used the porridge sent by Gao An, Chen Guang felt a little depressed inexplicably. He knew that he was a little pretentious, but he was really not used to the trembling and cautious funny face.

"Chen Lang seems to have something to worry about?"

Feng Changqing's cold voice made Chen Guang, who was sitting in the yard, return to his senses, "Brother Feng is here?"

"Since I said I would accompany Chen Lang to go around, how could I go back on my word?"

Chen Guang looked at Feng Changqing who was obviously dressed up carefully, but it was difficult to agree with his choice of clothing. The people of the Tang Dynasty liked bright and strong colors, such as big red and purple, and colorful. However, Feng Changqing wore long sleeves with dark green collar today, and had a big red brocade half-arm on the outside. The color combination of red and green is simply too eye-catching.

However, when leaving Gao Mansion, Chen Guang became suspicious of his aesthetics, because not only were the servants of Gao Mansion, but also Wang Shenyuan, who was accompanying the guards, they obviously looked at Feng Changqing a few more times, and they were obviously quite envious of his outfit.

After walking on the street, Chen Guang felt much better. The bustling crowds and a wide range of goods were filled with novelty everywhere. Chen Guang walked and stopped along the way, and went around the shops along the street from time to time. Feng Changqing was patiently by the side, and even answered Chen Guang's questions from time to time.

"Mr. Feng has been hit by evil, how many times have you laughed today?"

Some of the soldiers couldn't help but say that in their impression, the cold-faced judge has always been serious. If he stands next to you, even if he does nothing wrong, he will see him as if he has done something wrong.

It was only after noon that Chen Guang finally arrived at the tooth that Feng Changqing said. This tooth is similar to the intermediary in later generations. As long as they have money, there is no business that they cannot do. Everything can be arranged clearly for you. Of course, if you don’t have some vision or have no background in this kind of place, it is common to be cheated.

"It turned out that the judge Feng was here, so I told you why the magpies on the trees outside shouted and called again today..."

The Yalang behind the counter was a middle-aged man with curly chestnut hair and round figure. When he smiled, he looked kind and looked like Maitreya Buddha. When he saw Feng Changqing, he was even more flattering.

"I don't know where this man is. He looks like a god and man who is in the world..."

"This Chen Lang is a colleague of mine and wants to buy a good house in the city."

Feng Changqing interrupted Cao Yalang's long-lasting words. This fat man was shameless. When he came back here, he was in a desolate and dirty shirt. Even this fat man dared to say that he was majestic and handsome.

"Yes, yes, yes, I wonder how big the house this man wants to buy, what are the requirements?"

"The bigger the better, there must be a martial arts training ground and a pool where you can take a bath."

"The houses that Langjun wants are two in the east city and one in the west city..."

"There is no need to go to Dongcheng, let's go to Xicheng to have a look."

Chen Guang saw Feng Changqing interrupting the Yalang and knew that Feng Changqing must have his reason, so he said, "I will listen to Brother Feng."

Cao Yalang left the shop with a smile on his face, then called out a guy and led the camel out, then quickly climbed up the hump and led the way forward.

Chen Guang and Feng Changqing rode together on horseback. Only then did Feng Changqing explain to him, "I chose a house in the Tang Dynasty, and emphasized the height of the terrain. The high ones are noble, and the low ones are cheap. The places in Dongcheng are all home to the high and nobles of Kucha. Your 400 stakes are not enough."

"Thank you, Brother Feng, for your advice."

"It's okay."

After a while, Cao Yalang jumped off the camel. He said that it was a house in front, but it was better to say that it was a warehouse. There was a large circle of rammed earth wall outside, but it was very weathered and looked extremely broken.

Chen Guang was not disappointed because the place was indeed big enough, and the two wooden doors in the center of the wall were in pieces. The fat man pushed the door straight into it and said, "Judge Feng, Chen Langjun, this place was originally a warehouse bought by Persian merchants. The place was big enough, not to mention a martial arts training ground, it would be fine."

The businessman's mouth, a lie!

Walking into the wall, Chen Guang only saw a few lonely houses in front of him, and the others were all bare wasteland, and even a few crooked trees were dead.

Cao Yalang looked at Feng Changqing secretly, trying to see something, but the cold face that seemed to freeze people to death had no expression on him, so he couldn't help but tremble. At this time, he saw that the Shen Langjun frowned, and his heart became even more nervous.

"Mr. Chen, don't look at the desolate place, but there is no bigger place in Yancheng than here. Moreover, this place is convenient and can be bought for only 200 guan."

"Think about it, you can only win such a large area of ​​land with only 200 coins. You will never suffer any losses. At that time, you will hire someone to build a house, and you will be able to build any martial arts training ground and bathing pool, which will not cost much."

Chen Guang was moved in his heart. Yancheng was only ten miles in circumference. It was indeed not a loss to be able to take such a large area. However, his face was still calm, but he still frowned and looked at Feng Changqing and said, "What do you think Brother Feng?"

Feng Changqing is the local snake here. It is most suitable to leave the price reduction to him, but Chen Guang would not go to negotiate the price with the fat man by himself.

"Two hundred stakes?"

Feng Changqing's cold voice sounded, and Cao Yalang couldn't help but take a deep breath. He knew that the judge Feng was not easy to fool, so he shouted himself before Feng Changqing could continue speaking, "One hundred and fifty scoops, Feng..."

"One hundred coins, otherwise you can ask for your own blessings as long as you are in Anxi for one day!"

Chen Guang looked at Feng Changqing with a expressionless face and the pale fat fanglang, knowing that the price was probably the lowest price, but at this moment he saw the fat fanglang shaking all over, roaring, "Feng Er, don't be too much..."

Feng Changqing was cold and silent, only his narrow eyes stared at Cao Yalang with joking. Then the profiteer, who was also a big shot in Yancheng, was defeated and said nodded like a deflated ball, "One hundred coins is one hundred coins."

"Chen Lang, pay!"

Hearing Feng Changqing's words, Chen Guang let Duowen open the wooden box, and then counted ten dinars and gave them to the Fat Yalang. When he saw that there were still a few dinars and edge-cutting coins among these dinar gold coins, Feng Changqing actually smiled, while the Fat Yalang dared not speak out, so he could only take the gold coins with a bitter face.

Leaving this so-called mansion that was almost ruined, watching the fat man leave on a camel as if he was running away, Chen Guang asked Feng Changqing beside him, "Brother Feng, there is no certificate for this land deed or something..."

"Don't worry, Chen Lang, although this Cao Yalang is cunning, he dare not joke about someone."

"Brother Feng, why is this Cao Yalang so afraid of you?"

"The Anxi Protectorate manages the taxes of all business travelers in Anxi, and is good at managing financial accounting. If Cao Yalang is not afraid of his taxes and bankruptcy in one day, he can try it."

Feng Changqing said coldly, if the Anxi Army's military expenditure was only allocated by the imperial court, how could it be enough? It would not be collected from those businessmen who evade taxes. Do you want the soldiers of the four towns to protect their safety for nothing?

"Brother Feng has helped me a lot this time. I asked Brother Feng to drink, so Brother Feng just chose a place."
Chapter completed!