Farmer of Shu Han

Of course, you can't say that in front of outsiders, Feng Yong just smiled indifferently: "I'm afraid he will be satisfied with what Li Langjun said, and he will not move forward in the future."

Li Yichang sighed: "The Feng family will have a prosperous literary style in the future, so we can know it."

"Then I will accept Li Langjun's kind words." Feng Yong said hypocritically, and smiled in his heart, as long as those scholars don't call me a gentle scum in the future, I will be thankful.

"Yi came here in a presumptuous manner, and didn't pre-serve the greeting card, it's really abrupt, please don't blame the master." Li Yi spoke again after the two sat down.

"People in the countryside, where are there so many rules? It's an unexpected joy to have a distinguished guest, so why blame it?"

Li Yilian said he did not dare.

After the two of them were courteous, Li Yi then turned to the main topic: "Not long ago, Yi heard that Guan Zhang and others had bought secret art from Li Langjun, but I don't know if it is true or not?"

Silly and bold?

Feng Yong lowered his eyelids, thinking where did this guy get the news?

Guan and Zhang's family bought the Dafa of raising chickens from Feng Yong. Many people know about it, but most of them don't speak up. The mainstream version circulated in the elite circle is that the prime minister's wife made a deal between the two, which made the Guan family let go of the idea of ​​making trouble for Feng Yong.

As for the benefits of the prime minister's wife and how much money the Guan family got hacked, these things are purely slanderous, fictional, and do not exist.

Besides, this matter is related to several of the biggest dignitaries in the capital, and the prime minister's wife is also involved in it. Although the technique of wishing the chicken man made many insiders envious, but because of the great relationship with this matter, no one dared to come to Feng Yong trouble.

As for those indigenous families who knew about it, their representative, Liao Li, is being rubbed on the ground by Zhuge Old Demon, rubbing...

So, they're relaunching a rep?

"That's true. Could it be that Li Langjun also wants to buy this secret technique?"

"How dare you have such an idea?" Li Yi waved his hand and said with a smile, "The four families of Guan Zhang, Zhao Ma, are all the houses of princes and lords, how dare I be presumptuous?"

Feng Yong looked at him suspiciously, and asked: "Since you didn't come here for this matter, then why did Li Langjun come here this time?"

"Yi came here this time, not for wishing the rooster, but for another treasure of the Feng Mansion."

Heavy treasure? I rub it! Is it still found? The only thing that can be called a treasure in the whole house is tea leaves! But I haven't planted a tea tree yet. The tea I drink now is all picked from the wild. What the hell?

Feng Yong suddenly had a feeling of wanting to vomit blood. Throwing out the Dafa of Raising Chickens would at most make him a little bit cautious, otherwise he would not have thrown it so simply, but if he wanted to throw out this tea, he felt that his liver would explode ah!

"Where does the theory of treasure come from?" Feng Yong forced a smile, intending to carry it to death.

Things like tea soup are considered a luxury. Tea leaves are basically picked from wild tea trees, and the yield is not high, so even if Feng Yong's tea is the best, how much is it worth?

But now this guy in front of him ruined his next big plan to make a fortune with one bite, which made Feng Yong deeply suspicious. How did he know that this method of making tea can make a fortune? What exactly went wrong?

"Why does Feng Langjun pretend to be confused?" Li Yi smiled lightly, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, which was an obvious hint in Feng Yong's eyes, "Besides, Feng Langjun didn't hide this from others. , everyone can see it. That's why Yi has the audacity to ask for it."

It is true that there is no way to hide tea, but I have never mentioned such things as being able to grow tea trees to anyone! How did you know?

Feng Yong was silent.

Li Yu didn't urge him, instead he took another sip of tea, feeling that the tea soup was really different from other families as the servant in the house said. Surrounded by clouds and mist, don't have a feeling of floating.

"How much does Li Langjun want to bid?"

Feng Yong finally opened his mouth, his face a little gloomy.

"One thousand guan, plus ten well-trained servants." Li Yi frowned a little. He didn't expect this person to be such a philistine. It seemed that Zhao Erlang's praise was not credible.

you dream! Feng Yong wanted to pour tea directly on his face on the spot.

"Thirty thousand guan." Feng Yong suppressed the anger in his heart, stared at Li Yi and said, "This is the lowest price."

"Why did Feng Langjun deceive people so much?" Li Yi said displeasedly, "I asked for it from the bottom of my heart, so I paid this price. The book of enlightenment that children in Fengzhuang's village can learn, was used to deceive me like this. Is it?"

"What enlightenment?" Feng Yong felt something was wrong.

"It's the text that Feng Langjun taught the village children to read every day in the wilderness of Fengzhuang. I have seen it a few days ago..."

We don't seem to be on the same channel?

Feng Yong stretched out his hand and stopped Li Yi's words: "Hold on, hold on! Li Langjun said that thousand-character essay?"

"Is it the text that the boy read just now, originally called Thousand Characters?"

Misunderstood Misunderstood!

Feng Yong laughed, "How much did Li Langjun bid just now?"

"Two thousand guan, plus ten senior officials who can farm, no more."

"No. Free delivery!" Feng Yong grabbed Li Yi's hand excitedly across the table, "No money. Just people, give me 300 people."

Li Yi was confused by Feng Yong's sudden change of attitude: "No money?"

"No need." Feng Yong nodded with a holy face, "How can the matter of scholars be judged by the smell of copper? I will give it to Brother Li for free! As long as Brother Li can give me 300 people..."

The prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties is recognized by later generations.

After traveling through time, Feng Yong finally truly experienced the powerful and confident side of the Han Dynasty, or the domineering side. During the Western Han Dynasty, people were allowed to trade freely, but it was not banned until the Eastern Han Dynasty. Of course, if you sell yourself voluntarily, or if your parents sell their children to others, this is allowed, and the witness must be a witness. In general, non-coercion is the basic principle.

However, this is only for the Han Chinese. If the aristocratic family only regards the common people as the heads of Guizhou and livestock, then the foreigners are just as livestock to the heads of Guizhou! He doesn't even have the qualifications to be the head of Guizhou. Therefore, the law of human trafficking does not exist at all for foreigners. Han Chinese slaves can still keep a place in the government at any rate. If someone dies, the master may have to pay some money or something. Foreigner slaves are dragged out and buried without anyone caring if they die.

Of course, a hundred years from now, this situation will be reversed. The mentally handicapped representative of the aristocratic family personally led the Hu people into the Central Plains, and the Han people became the rations of the Hu people, called: two-legged sheep.

In this regard, Feng Yong said that the ancient times were really barbaric!

But I like this savagery, at least the current savagery! There are still 500 mu of land waiting to be cultivated in Lao Tzu's house!

Li Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, doesn't this fellow really want to betray me? Why did he say that he had slaves as soon as he opened his mouth? Isn't it because his father is the governor of the imperial court? Now that Nanzhong is in rebellion, almost every Liaozhai has been involved in the war. Today the Liaozhai came to attack, and tomorrow the barbarian cave came to fight, and the fighting almost never stopped. There are indeed many prisoners under his father's command, and he has even killed several batches, and even more will be killed later.