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    Chen Niwan just waved his hand: "You are not a master, you are just a cooper. Now you have taken away my business, it would be great if you don't starve to death!" Wen Fei was even more embarrassed, thinking to himself, if I  Knowing that you are Chen Niwan, I would not dare to compete with you for business even to death!  Isn¡¯t it said that the masters are broad-minded and the prime minister¡¯s stomach can hold a boat?  At this time, Wen Fei really hated his blindness.  Chen Nan, the fourth generation founder of Nanzong of Dan Dao, was nicknamed Chen Niwan because he liked to rub mud balls with talisman water to treat people's illnesses.  He first worked as a cooper, so he was also nicknamed Chen CooperWhy can't I remember such a simple thing?  It¡¯s a shame that I call myself a super enthusiast.  Wen Fei was full of regret and self-blame, but he was pushed aside unceremoniously by Ge Erlang: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, we are going to do business, don't get in the way" If it were before, Wen Fei would still be unconvinced  I had a lot of trouble with Ge Erlang.  But now that he knew who Chen Niwan was, he naturally thought of the famous fifth ancestor of the Southern Sect.  The one whose surname was Ge at first was Ge Changgeng, and later changed his name to Bai Yuchan.  Wen Fei once again wanted to die.  "This is really Ye Gong who loves dragons, but he doesn't recognize the real dragon when he sees it.  Wen Fei walked to one side dejectedly, thinking that such entanglement would only make people more annoying.  You have to find a way to reverse the bad impression in the minds of the two!  "Stop" A shout came from behind, which shocked Wen Fei and turned his head.  But he saw Ge Erlang reluctantly holding the small 2-ounce glass wine bottle and handing it to Wen Fei: "My master said, your bottle is also a rare treasure in the world, although it is not real.  It's carved out of crystal, but it's more crystal clear and very rare. We won't take advantage of you either, so give the bottle back to you!" He handed it to Wen Fei hesitantly.  Wen Fei couldn¡¯t laugh or cry, wasn¡¯t it just a broken glass bottle?  Those who collect rags are too lazy to collect them. If you are willing to teach me Taoism, I will send a cart over to you.  He hurriedly said: "Since I collected your wine money, this thing is yours!" Ge Erlang was immediately overjoyed: "You said so yourself!" He put the wine bottle into his arms and lowered his voice: "That last time  Don¡¯t talk to my master about money, or I¡¯ll beat you to death!¡± Wen Fei understood clearly that after graduation, he also went to work for a few days, but after all, he was not used to the intrigue and intensive drinking scene.  Retreat in defeat.  But I fully understand what the so-called kickback is.  You have a good heart, it turns out that you have embezzled all the money and actually exchanged the copper coins for iron coins.  In the Song Dynasty, due to the difficulty in mining copper mines, copper coins were not minted enough for circulation.  At the same time, casting iron coins became popular in some places.  Only ten iron coins can be exchanged for one copper coin. Among the 500 copper coins Wen Fei received, there were dozens of iron coins. It seems that they were all stolen by Ge Erlang.  Wen Fei¡¯s eyes widened. He really couldn¡¯t accept it. An idol fell from the altar in front of him.  Damn it, you are the future fifth ancestor of the Southern Alchemy Sect, can you please stop being so worthless Perhaps Ge Erlang himself was a little ashamed, so he just threatened Wen Fei and ran back in a hurry.  Wen Fei was left alone in despair. He wanted to raise his middle finger and look down upon God. Damn it, are you kidding me?  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  This time Wen Fei returned to modern times, carrying a chicken and a basket of eggs.  These were raised by farmers in the Northern Song Dynasty and were absolutely native chickens.  One of them probably weighs seven or eight pounds, and his coat is brightly colored, and his rooster's comb is as red as snow.  This kind of chicken is so powerful that even people dare to chase it and peck it.  Not only that, Wen Fei also chopped off a leg of lamb and stuffed it into a sack behind his back, weighing dozens of kilograms.  Along the way, every pedestrian looked sideways.  It has been said that this kind of sack has not been seen for decades. It is made of hemp fiber and is quite heavy. The bag itself weighs several kilograms.  Wen Fei thought about buying some woven bags, plastic bags and the like would be more popular.  He made a phone call to Chang Yu: "Fat man, come here quickly. Mr. Dao has something good to reward you!" Chang Yu on the other side of the phone didn't know what to do anymore, and said lazily: "What good things can you have? Yes.  Didn't you collect a bunch of copper coins again? Let's talk about it tomorrow" Wen Fei scolded: "You will die on a woman's belly sooner or later. I tell you, Master Dao, I got a fat body from someone in the country.  A big rooster that grew up eating bugs and grains!" Zhang Yu's voice on the phone suddenly became excited: "Really, don't be fed by feed, right?" This is also a foodie.  Wen Fei sneered twice: "Have you ever seen a six-pound rooster fed with feed?" On the other end of the phone was the sound of swallowing hard: "Wait, I'll be there soon."?Just come.  You must not do anything, so as not to ruin the good stuff" Wen Fei is a foodie, just a naked foodie. At most, he can only scramble eggs and rice, which is below the level of noodles. But that guy from Changyu can do that  It¡¯s different. If you want to get good food at a reasonable price, you must learn it. With such a lot of good things, it¡¯s natural for Wen Fei¡¯s family to do it.  It's only about ten square meters. Fortunately, he bought it early enough. Otherwise, his parents would not be able to afford it. The house was made dirty and messy by Wen Fei.  After a while, he heard the sound of banging on the door. When Wen Fei opened the door, he was immediately happy. Who else came over in a hurry, "Fat man, okay."  You work so hard just for a bite to eat.  You arrived in just a few minutes!  " Zhang Yu snorted coldly: "I ran to your house without even picking up my pants. If you dare to lie to me, I will make you walk around without food!  Where's the chicken?  " Wen Fei proudly took out a chicken from the torn sack. With just one glance, Chang Yu could tell that it was really a genuine chicken. Although for the convenience of carrying it with him, Wen Fei returned to modern times.  Someone has already killed the chicken, but it has a small head, compact body, strong breast and leg muscles, and thin chicken feet, especially the large, upright, brightly colored chicken, which looks to be at least five or six pounds.  It's heavy, like an eagle, even if it's placed inside a native chicken, it's like a chicken king. Zhang Yu suddenly became excited: "Boy, okay, you really got something good!"  This kind of chicken is really hard to come by now!  "Wen Fei was immediately elated. He walked around the entire market and picked out the best chicken. It cost him a full one hundred and fifty copper coins. If he had to exchange it for other chickens, it would only cost him a hundred or so at most.  That¡¯s all.
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