It would be difficult for such a living person to pretend not to see him.
Zhang Yang passed by expressionlessly.
Xu Jingzong spoke first: "Deng Shilang is doing well lately."
Some people are hypocritical, or at least covertly hypocritical. Xu Jingzong seems to be truly hypocritical.
Others may be fake villains, but he is a real villain.
In many cases, it is wrong to say that chance encounters all depend on fate. It may also be deliberately arranged.
Being thick-skinned is one thing.
To deal with such hypocritical villains, being thick-skinned is often the best way.
Zhang Yang looked at him and said, "Brother Xu, who are you waiting for?"
Hearing this, Xu Jingzong was stunned. Didn't he think I was waiting for him?
Zhang Yang added: "Then don't disturb Brother Xu and others."
After speaking, Zhang Yang quickened his pace and left.
Xu Jingzong stood there and hesitated to speak, and frowned. If he said that he was waiting for him, it would be too deliberate.
Speechless and unable to refute.
Turn right from Zhuque Gate and pass by the lively Pingkangfang.
Going further is the East Market.
Pass by Dongshi and enter an alley.
The streets of Chang'an City extend in all directions, and there are many routes back home.
The whole alley gives people a very old feel.
Zhang Yang bought a bowl of braised pork rice bowl on the roadside. The strong man was very enthusiastic, and the rice and braised pork were also very solid.
What an honest deal.
In the past, rice bowls had no special meaning. People thought it was a common thing to eat like this, and there was no such thing as rice bowls.
Zhang Yang ate carefully. The braised pork was prepared directly in the store and then handed over to Cheng Chumo's people to sell it.
The braised pork was tender, but a bit salty.
He Bi's craftsmanship still hasn't improved much.
Seeing Zhang Yang finish the braised pork rice bowl, the strong man said, "Do you want another bowl, guest?"
"No, I'm full."
This strong man didn't know him, so he thought Cheng Chumo had done a pretty good job of keeping it secret.
As long as the business continues, Cheng Chumo only needs a few core people to work for him.
The core person manages the younger brother's affairs and only needs to report to Cheng Chumo regularly.
Zhang Yang asked: "Is business okay recently?"
The strong man smiled and said, "It's not as good as the past few days. The braised pork is not bad just after eating it. The guests don't eat it every day, and I haven't prepared much recently."
Understanding the market is best viewed from the perspective of a small trader.
Just selling braised pork cannot rely on such a business for a long time.
Business has entered a downward trend, and it is time to use new tools to increase production.
It's almost time to pick tea leaves. There are many tea trees in the Qinling Mountains in the south of Shannan, and we will buy more tea trees by then.
Maybe you can start a tea business. The tea business may be acclimatized, but milk tea is also good.
Milk tea can also be based on goat milk.
Life is a bit troublesome. If you don’t expect to have such a noble soul inside, it would be a headache to pick up all the messy knowledge again.
Walking into the alley and leaving the busy streets, this world is much quieter.
There was no other sound around, only the sound of his own breathing.
Walking home, Li Yue was putting on the Kongming Lantern.
This time the Kongming Lantern is bigger.
To illustrate the results of her experiments, she hung a piglet underneath the hot air balloon.
The little pig kept squealing, slowly rising as the hot air balloon rose, and it also slowly rose into the sky.
Li Yue held a small notebook in her hand and was recording the results of this time.
Zhang Yang unexpectedly found that her little notebook had been changed, and this was a new one.
Li Yue held a small charcoal pen in her hand. From time to time she looked up at the squealing piglet, and lowered her head to write down the results.
As she was writing, she noticed a shadow of a person appearing on the notebook. The figure's hairstyle...
Li Yue quickly closed the notebook and looked back at Zhang Yang, holding the notebook behind her back with both hands.
"You're back!" Li Yue said with a squinted smile.
This little book is her biggest secret, and even her husband cannot read that little book.
Zhang Yang frowned and looked at her.
Li Yue still had a smile on her face.
The couple looked at each other for a long time.
"Tea eggs." Li Yue suddenly said.
"When someone comes to sell tea in Chang'an City, we can make tea eggs."
Li Yue looked up again. The Kongming Lantern floated very high. There was a breeze today, so it could float over the yard for a long time.
"Why doesn't this little pig bark again?" Li Yue looked up and said.
"The pigs were scared to death."
She was very satisfied with the results of this experiment.
Sitting down in the yard, Zhang Yang said to her: "The construction of our fiefdom is going quite smoothly. It will be completed in less than half a year."
Li Yue took the kettle and brewed a bowl of hot tea, "Husband, drink tea."
A bowl of hot tea was poured, and she poured a bowl for herself.
"You said the stones in the palace can be used by our family?"
"If it doesn't work, we will be arrested. Even if we can use it, we can't use it in the village. The people in the village will be arrested."
Li Yue is a princess, and it might be okay for her to use some public things, but people in the village are different.
Whenever they use a piece of public brick and stone, the entire clan may be affected.
Backwardness and decay are the biggest obstacles to development.
You can't use a pair of vise to break out some of the crooked tendencies in Li Shimin's mind.
Li Yue wore a blue dress and worked in the garden from time to time, and then went back to do some questions.
Finally, he sat in the rocking chair and copied out a copy of the story of the White Snake, and gave it to Aunt Wang, asking her to give it to the Queen Mother.
After doing this, she lay down on the rocking chair, enjoying the sunshine and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
I looked up again and saw that the pig had drifted away to nowhere.
Before it was a chicken, now it is a piglet.
Maybe there will be something weird next time.
My little daughter-in-law's imagination is really getting richer and richer.
It is a good thing to have this kind of imagination. A life without imagination is just a black and white movie, which will be very boring.
There are two baskets in the yard.
There are salted duck eggs in both baskets.
The basket on the left belongs to Li Yue. The amount of salted duck eggs in her basket is several times that in her own basket.
In a sense these are her trophies.
Putting the trophies in the yard is a bit of a show off and show off.
Zhang Yang looked at his salted duck eggs again, only six.
There are as many as thirty in Li Yue's basket.
It's time to make dinner now.
Zhang Yang stretched out his hand towards Li Yue's basket.
"Don't take my salted duck eggs..."
With a word, Zhang Yang's movements stopped on the spot, and he turned to look at Li Yue, who was sleeping soundly.
"Don't take my salted duck eggs." Li Yue was still sleeping, her little mouth seemed to be reminiscing about something.
Is it possible that she still has feelings?
Zhang Yang quickly picked up two salted duck eggs from her basket and walked to the stove.
They lit a fire to cook, and Li Yue woke up when she smelled the aroma of rice.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked over, her steps slow and weak.
After looking at what to eat tonight, she went back to the yard to wash her face.
When the food was served, Li Yue sat at the dining table, looking like she had not yet woken up from her nap, "I dreamed that you stole my salted duck eggs."
"Yeah?"
"Um."
Zhang Yang put a piece of mutton into her bowl, "Eat more."
Seeing that Li Yue was still looking at him, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "How can I take salted duck eggs? You have to believe in my character."
The words fell.
Li Yue then picked up the chopsticks and cheered up to eat.
"I plan to see General Qin Qiong tomorrow, but I don't know how his health is." Zhang Yang said after taking a sip of soup.
"Then we go to the fief and have a look."
"Let's go to Lishan Mountain by the way."
"good!"
The couple decided on tomorrow's itinerary in just a few words.
After taking a quick cold bath and leaving the day's worries behind, Zhang Yang went to bed early.
While sleeping hazily, Li Yue quietly climbed into bed again.
She found the most comfortable position, leaned against her husband's chest and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Zhang Yang was already numb to his wife's behavior.
The wife even shrank into her arms.
Zhang Yang turned over and hugged her, so that she could sleep more comfortably.
One night passed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Li Yue's small face, and Zhang Yang pinched her tender cheeks.
Li Yue frowned and weakly tried to push away this claw with her little hands.
The daughter-in-law lost interest in staying in bed. She took a deep breath and sat up from the bed, with an unhappy expression and some anger from getting up.
Zhang Yang got up and put on his coat, "I'm going to visit General Qin today. Get up early."
Li Yue kicked the quilt with her legs to express her dissatisfaction.
After a simple breakfast, I got a few salted duck eggs as a gift.
Li Yue counted her salted duck eggs over and over again and whispered: "Huh? Why are there two missing?"
"You must have counted wrongly."
Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Li Yue turned to look at him with sharp eyes, "Husband?"
Zhang Yang adjusted his clothes, "You must have counted wrongly."
Li Yue looked at the other basket, then quickly took out two salted duck eggs from that basket and put them into his own basket.
Then she nodded with satisfaction.
From this point of view, Li Yue is a daughter-in-law who can take good care of her family. She is hers, nothing less.
He is good at managing the house and budgeting wisely. There has never been a mess in the house.
In the Li Zheng Hall, Empress Changsun watched the story of the White Snake with great interest. This story seemed a bit like the strange things that were spread among the people.
It is rare to write a complete story about strange things.
Empress Changsun became more and more interested the more she watched, and her expression changed with the plot of the story.
Li Shimin walked into the hall leisurely and asked curiously: "What are you looking at? He is frowning."
Empress Changsun handed the scroll to Li Shimin, "This is written by Yue'er's husband. It's a very interesting story. Your Majesty might as well read it."
Li Shimin sat down and looked down, "To write such weird stories, a man should pass the imperial examination and compile the annals of history."
The story of White Snake made Li Shimin feel a little creepy.
It seems that this is not a love story, but more like a weird folk anecdote that scares people.
Is this something a normal man would do?
Obviously it doesn't conform to Li Shimin's three views.
No matter how you say it, a snake is already scary.
What's more, this snake can actually turn into a human.
Putting down the scroll, Li Shimin closed his eyes and pressed the bridge of his nose, "I heard that Yue'er and her husband went to visit Qin Qiong."
(End of chapter)
