Chapter 99 Obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Dongshi Ling held the tea bowl with a smile, ate half the bowl happily, and exhaled a long breath of hot air: "As Dongshi Ling, I solemnly told the censor that there must be no."

Fan Zheng closed his eyes and thought for a moment, with a smile on his face.

This is a wonderful person.

"If it's a stolen horse, it already has a brand on it, how do you make it legal?" Fan Zheng finished a bowl of tea and looked inside and outside the public house with a smile.

Well, the Dongshi Department is really busy, and only Dongshi Ling and himself exist in the huge public room.

Dongshi Ling's eyes were narrowed, and his dreamlike voice echoed softly: "To the east of the East Market, there are cobblers in Changlefang; to the west of the West Market, there are also cobblers in Huaidefang. It is said that they have a technique that can

Temporarily cover the brand on the horse..."

There is no need to say what follows.

The method of covering it up is not clear. I think it would be like applying putty powder on an old wall with water seepage, and the effect would be the same.

As for the public inspection and naturalization, as long as the corresponding management is in place and the coverage is generally passable, it is enough.

In several important locations, old ones were destroyed with new ones, and a piece of skin was forcibly cut off in places that couldn't be branded and then regrown. After a year and a half, everything was quiet. Even the official horses had been declared dead long ago.

Important production tools such as cattle and horses must also be registered in each county government.

When Dongshi Ling said "West Market", he had a thought: Maybe I would be unlucky, so I would take some company with me.

Isn't it normal to drag people into the water?

Fan Zheng could not help but laugh as the map of Chang'an City appeared in his mind.

Do these cobblers have obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Changlefang and Huaidefang happen to be in parallel and corresponding positions!

"It is said that that person often goes to the West Market."

The trouble is diverted to the west, the golden cicada escapes from its shell, and my achievements have improved again.

It seems that there is hope for doctors above the fifth rank.

"The East Market has a lot of things to do, so I won't disturb you too much. Can you send me a capable official, Shi, to show me this interesting East Market?" Fan Zheng's goal was achieved, so naturally he was too lazy to waste time in the public room.

Men actually like to go shopping, but they just don’t have the patience for it.

Dongshi Ling smiled and said: "Yes, if you don't take a stroll now, the supervisory censor will not be allowed to enter Dongshi in a few years. Bu Yi, take the supervisory censor to inspect Dongshi and tell everything you know!"

Dongshi Ling was able to become the sixth-rank official, and this pleasing appearance must be a help.

Saying that Fan Zheng will not be allowed to enter the East Market in the future is because those above the fifth rank are not allowed to enter the market. This is a disguised compliment to Fan Zheng, but Fan Zheng doesn't feel flattery.

Instructing Bu Yi to tell everything he knows is actually an irony, meaning to take it easy and stop talking nonsense.

Fan Zheng glanced at Bu Yi and grinned.

Isn't it a coincidence? It happened to be the Dongshifu who was helping the maid to bring back the winter melons that were in short supply.

Bu Yi actually knew about Fan Zheng. After all, he was also present when the beast charcoal was delivered.

Now Fan Zheng has become a lowly and powerful censor, which makes people look at him with admiration.

Bu Yi was relatively incorruptible among the officials in the Dongshi Department. If he was not deliberately targeted, the supervisory censor would be no different from other superior officials.

"In the East Market Department, we use scales and buckets to level the market, and try our best to prevent the people from being harmed; we use the three Jiamen to do the work, and every ten days the same items are classified into upper Jia, middle Jia, and lower Jia according to their fineness, size, and roughness.

When the government purchases and distributes stolen goods, they are all determined by the middle class."

Xuanping is a relatively professional term. If there is a difference in the price of the stolen goods and the place where the crime occurred, the price will be calculated based on the price of the stolen goods where the crime occurred.

Bu Yi grinned, a little heartless: "Shangguan, actually the animal charcoal in Dunhuafang, with all due respect, has always been Xiajia."

The word "Jia" here would be much more pleasing to the eye if replaced with the word "estimate", which means "estimate".

Fan Zheng smiled: "I know! From the beginning, the position of Dunhuafang Beast Charcoal has been to go down to Lower Jia, because the lower class has a large population. I want to rashly intervene in the Xiang Beast in Upper Jia, and I don't know that the number of Longshou Xiqu will increase

How many floating corpses.”

Why didn't Zhongjia do it?

Innate disadvantages, after all, the animal charcoal produced from the charcoal powder and the whole piece of charcoal are somewhat different.

Moreover, the competition for Zhongjia's beast charcoal is also fierce, and Lu Jia is afraid that he will not be able to grasp it.

So forget it, Shang Jia, Zhong Jia's beast charcoal, Fan Zheng just wants Dunhuafang to be protected, and does not want everyone to be rich, that is unrealistic.

The men and women in Dunhuafang looked happy when they saw Fan Zheng. They crossed their arms and started chatting and laughing. People who came in and out of Dongshi looked at him sideways. They had never seen an official so friendly to the people.

The purpose of Fan Zheng's visit to the animal charcoal stall is actually obvious. It is to show his colleagues around him that although Dunhuafang animal charcoal is a low-level businessman, he has a great background. If he wants to do something small, please think about it in advance.

Jiang's Medicine Store is very grand, with medicine buckets containing various medicinal materials. The medical staff occasionally see patients and draw a few prescriptions, but most of the time they change the prescriptions based on the patient's family's affordability.

In any case, these ancient pharmaceutical industries have really saved a lot of lives.

When they meet wealthy people, medicine shops will not hesitate to sell high-quality medicinal materials for profit.

Speaking of which, I haven’t seen Jiang Fuling in a long time.

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Chang'an County, Huaidefang.

The tanners gathered together and were busy, tanning, grinding, cutting, and shearing, all of which were handicrafts.

Leather goods is also a big industry, whether it is saddlery, carriages, leather chairs, clothes and shoes, it has an active presence.

If you are brave enough, it is also very convenient to make private leather armor.

The busy craftsman didn't pay much attention to Fan Zheng, who was in regular clothes.

A steward wearing a round collar robe and a mustache walked over and crossed his hands in greeting: "Does this guest want to buy some leather goods?"

Fan Zheng didn't answer, so Sun Jiu said something: "My husband wants to ask how he can cover up the imprint of a horse that has an owner so that he can go to the public for naturalization."

The manager's face sank: "What cover-up? We are making serious leather goods, we don't understand this! Let's go, let's go play somewhere else!"

Sun Jiu snorted in his nostrils: "What are you talking about? If it weren't for a friend's recommendation, we wouldn't have come to Huaidefang! Really, it's as if Changlefang doesn't make leather goods."

The steward sneered: "Hey, you probably don't know that the leather goods workshop in Changlefang also belongs to my Yuwen family!"

Fan Zheng blinked: "Youwei General Yu Wenshiji? Oh, that's incredible."

There is an allusion from Yuwen Shiji, "A broken mirror cannot be repaired."

The steward snorted: "Is he the only one in the world whose surname is Yuwen? Does Yuwen Kaigong, the founder of Chang'an City, know?"

Fan Zheng suddenly realized.

It makes sense that Yu Wenkai built the city of Chang'an and left some small benefits for himself.

However, his eldest son, Yuwen Rutong, followed Pei Renji and Pei Xingyan in a plot to kill Wang Shichong. After the failure, didn't the clan be exterminated?

Yes, Wang Shichong only occupied Luoyang. Who dares to say that Yuwen Rutong had no heirs in Chang'an?

Fan Zheng sighed dejectedly: "Dogs look down upon others! Let's go, we won't believe that there is only Yuwen's leather goods workshop in the huge city of Chang'an!"
Chapter completed!