Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Historic -> Peach Blossom Envoy of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 2 BMW Iron Elephant Chapter 142 ItĄŻs late and itĄŻs snowing

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Fang Jinshi actually didn't care at all whether he was promoted or not. He was not willing to inquire about information for Qin Hui, not to mention that this matter was indeed a bit dangerous.

    He returned to his residence in Jinxianzhuang Branch, and without hesitation, he wrote a letter to Liang Cuirong, saying that he had attended King Xiu's wedding, had seen Shi Quan, and would return to Yanzhou City in a few days.

    Thinking about it, he would still live comfortably in Yanzhou City. Bianliang City was prosperous on the surface, but it made him a little depressed. In addition, the Jin Kingdom might be approaching the city in a year or two. It was really dangerous, so it was better to plan early.

    He sealed the letter with fire paint, wrote the envelope, took it out and asked Deng An to find someone to send it to. As soon as he left the room, Shi Quan came up to him and said, "Listen to Deng An, brother, are you there?"  Have you built a house in the west of the city?"

    Fang Jin Shi Xin said: Deng AnĄŻs mouth is too fast.  He then replied: "It's just a friend who took care of me and rented it to me. Deng An is getting better and better at talking nonsense." Shi Quan smiled slightly and said: "If the price is fair and my brother likes it, your friend wants to take action.  If so, just put it down and I'll pay for it." Fang Jinshi hurriedly said: "I won't bother you, brother, the place is too remote and the price is high, so forget it."

    Shi Quandao: "I'll go take a look tomorrow." He squinted at the letter in Fang Jinshi's hand and smiled: "Do you have any letters to send?"

    Fang Jinshi said: "It's been a while since I've been out, so I'll write a letter back to Yanzhou City to report that I'm safe."

    Shi Quandao: "It should have been like this a long time ago. Wouldn't it be better to buy the house today and let my younger siblings take it over?"

    Fang Jinshi's heart moved and he said: "Brother, how about we move Jinxian Village to the south of the Yangtze River? It is a land of fish and rice, the people are prosperous, and the business must be good." Shi Quandao: "Brothers are joking, in terms of wealth and prosperity, how can Jiangnan compare to Bianliang in Tokyo?  , but Jinxianzhuang has a branch in Zhenjiang, and it has been losing money."

    Fang Jinshi knew that it was too much for Shi Quan to let go of the Jinxianzhuang headquarters in the Central Plains, where he was making money, to move to the south of the Yangtze River. Even if he directly said that Bianliang City would be destroyed in a disaster in the near future, Shi Quan would not do it.  I would believe him, so I couldn't help but sigh and remain silent.

    Early the next morning, Li Fu brought a flower shop clerk to the door in person and asked this person to accompany Fang Jinshi to the flower market. Fang Jinshi had no choice but to go. The flower market in Bianliang City was very prosperous. In fact,  The flower market is not just about selling flowers and plants. It stretches from Zhengyang Street next to the imperial corridor for five or six miles. It is filled with all kinds of flowers, plants, insects, birds, fish and beasts. There are many that I have never seen before, and there are even more  Many idle libertines held roosters and grasshoppers and fought with cocks and insects on the roadside. The flower market was filled with the fragrance of flowers, so refreshing that Fang Jinshi couldn't help but take deep breaths.

    The shop assistant was walking along the road. When he saw the flowers and plants on the roadside, Fang Jinshi explained their names and some basic knowledge. Fang Jinshi could still remember some of them at first, but later on, he forgot the previous ones. In the end, he really couldn't remember clearly, so he just pretended.  Zuo knew everything, so he dealt with this store clerk casually. This store clerk just paid him to go shopping with him, and didn't care whether he remembered it or not.

    The two of them walked halfway through the Zhengyang Street Flower Market and came to a tall building. This building occupies a very large area. There were several gilded characters "Liu Jinji" written on the door. Fang Jinshi just looked at the decoration and thought it was a restaurant.  It turned out to be a place selling golden pheasants.

    The Golden Pheasant is a fighting rooster. It is named because most of the aggressive roosters have flashy feathers of various colors. In ancient times, there was little entertainment, so rooster fighting became a rare pastime. In the Song Dynasty, the economy was developed, and the princes, grandsons, and dignitaries in Bianliang City were very popular.  Many, this industry suddenly flourished. Liu Jinji, a merchant named Liu, made a lot of money selling golden pheasants and built this magnificent high-rise building.

    Liu Jinji has all kinds of cockfighting facilities. Its most important business is selling golden pheasants and fighting cocks, and accepting betting, just like horse racing in later generations.

    In front of Liu Jin Kee is a spacious place. Many people come to sell their roosters for a price, hoping to make a small profit. Fang Jinshi followed the shop assistant through the crowd of roosters crowing, and was suddenly heard by the sound of a copper bell.  Attracted.

    The sound of the bell came from the stall on the left where several people were watching. Fang Jinshi couldn't help but look sideways and saw an offering table with incense candles and paper flags on it. A fat Taoist held a peach wood sword in his right hand and a peach wood sword in his left hand.  He took a copper bell and kept shaking it, mumbling something indistinctly.

    This Taoist turned out to be Guo Jing again. Fang Jinshi saw him twice and he was beaten twice. He didn't know what tricks he was playing here again this time, but this time there was an extremely skinny old Taoist beside him. This old Taoist closed his eyes.  Standing at the table, he seemed to be asleep.

    Guo Jing shook it for a while, and when he saw that there were more people watching, he put the copper bell on the table, raised his mahogany sword upside down and made a sword flower, leaned back, and danced a few sword moves. He was fat, but this  After a few tricks, he suddenly rushed to the table, picked up a slender white porcelain bottle on the table, and turned the bottle upside down.He took a sip of water from the bottle, sprayed it on the mahogany sword, and shouted: "Fire."

    The peach wood sword passed under his Taoist robe, and when he took it out again, the sword body was on fire, burning brightly.
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report