While Xie Wanquan was being led by Guan Qiu in Zhang Yuanzhong to visit various experiments, and was baptized by all kinds of whimsical ideas, Zhu Er, the acting director, was absentmindedly listening to the lectures in the Imperial College, thinking about the people who had been caring and attentive to Zhang Shou recently.

Will eldest brother really go and help with the housewarming in person?

Thinking that he was a little distracted, he naturally ignored the content of Zhang Shou's lecture today. It was not until the end of class at noon that he felt something hit his forehead. Then he hurriedly raised his head and looked around, but everyone else had left cleanly.

Only Zhang Shou looked at him in the lecture hall with a half-smile, spinning a brush in his hand.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was distracted in class, and he quickly showed a flattering smile to his future brother-in-law and teacher. But before he could rack his brains to explain, Zhang Shou smiled at him.

"You were the one who volunteered to replace Zhang Chen as the chief of the stall, but it's been almost two months, and you still haven't convinced anyone. Do you think the people around you didn't notice that you were distracted? Most of them were watching.

You're a joke!" After typing a few words, seeing Zhu Er suddenly becoming dismayed, Zhang Shou said calmly, "Let me tell you one thing, I won't be the one to come up with the questions for the separate class exams."

Zhu Er was immediately shocked. Before he could ask, Zhang Shou slowly told the answer to the riddle.

"In the mornings of the past few months, whenever there is class, Xu Jiancheng from the Shengxin Hall often hangs around outside the Banshan Hall. He has also listened to most of the lectures you have attended. Therefore, I will know this topic.

Leave it to him. He is a selfless and ruthless person, so no one will believe that he is showing favoritism, and there will be no need for people to clamor for injustice."

Having said this, he smiled at the dumbfounded Zhu Er: "So, taking advantage of the incident of the branching of the Banshan Hall and the shortage of housing in the Imperial College, and the lack of space in the Sixth Hall, there will be no results for a while, you

If you want to be a good farmer, you'd better hurry up and don't procrastinate. Okay, I'll take a lunch break to go back to Zhangyuan to take a look. If you have any questions, you can discuss it with Lu Sanlang."

When Zhu Er patted his head and looked around as if he had just woken up from a dream, he found that Zhang Shou had drifted away. He couldn't help but scratch his hair - luckily these days, even men have to apply oil when combing their hair.

Wear a hair crown, otherwise it will not be called unkempt, but it will be called bald, so his two strokes will not damage his hairstyle.

"Aren't I just trying to do it step by step? I'm looking for old farmers who are good at farming and have suitable personalities."

You know, farmers who face the loess and back to the sky are often so frightened that they cannot say a word when they see a young man like him; and those who are too talkative are often difficult to be outstanding crop handlers; he even

I also hope that the old farmer finally selected can read, read, and have some knowledge. It is best to know most seeds and have planted no less than twenty kinds of crops...

When the young man finally heard his request, he answered him with a plaintive face: "Second Young Master, do you want to invite a gentleman or a farmer who can cultivate the land?"

It is said that if there are such powerful farmers, scholars, farmers, and merchants, how can it be his turn to invite him? He has long been recommended to the imperial court by the government, and then he was commended as an expert in farming! You know, since the reign of Taizu, commendations

Farmers have become politically correct, and such people are treasured in all states and counties, because after the tribute arrives in the capital, the emperor has to personally question them and even watch them farm!

With such helplessness, Zhu Er left the Banshan Hall with heavy steps. When he left the university archway of the Imperial College, he didn't see his entourage and frowned for a moment.

"These lazy and slippery things, it's already noon, they just don't want to bring me food, there's no one waiting here! Every time, I, the young master, are asked to go to restaurants and wine shops alone to find food.

?”

Zhu Er, who was in a bad mood, instinctively forgot that it was he who had ordered his entourage to pick him up after class in the evening to avoid him having various arrangements at noon, such as having to eat with Zhang Shou in the dormitory, for example.

It was inconvenient to go out to do something with someone following him, and for example... Anyway, he stood there and lost his temper, but not even a single mosquito talked to him.

Fortunately, Zhu Er is not a resentful woman who keeps nagging. He lost his temper and quickly came to his senses. He is not a pure playboy who can't do anything without anyone following him. He has a lot of money in his pocket.

He also had money for emergencies, so after some thought, he decided to visit several famous markets in the capital.

Anyway, the elective courses in the afternoon were skipped, and when his fate was at stake, he was not interested in those romantic things.

So, he went to the horse and carriage stall nearby and borrowed a clean and good-looking horse. Zhu Er shook off the reins and trotted out. However, in several famous market streets in Dongcheng,

After walking around in a big circle, he found that there were only a variety of shops, and there were no farmers at all who looked like they were selling vegetables or flowers.

When he asked again, others looked at him as if he were a fool: "Sir, how much does it cost to rent a shop in this inner city every month? How can we afford those crops? In the past, we sold mutton.

I go to Xicheng Mutton Alley early in the morning, and most of the people selling donkeys, mules and horses are in Dongcheng Donkey City Alley, but now, these places have been moved to the outer city."

"In this inner city, where can a mud-legged person afford silk, satin, jewelry, and antiques?"

Zhu Er was suddenly filled with embarrassment, and could only thank the man for the news with a dry smile, and then hurried out of the inner city through Chongwen Gate.

The stables of the Zhu family were cleaned every day, so they were relatively clean, but the smell of the Luoma Market was extremely unpleasant. He was smelled as soon as he reached the street corner, but Caishi Street was to the west of the Luoma Market, and he

He also had to bravely walk through the mule and horse market full of livestock. He could only hear all kinds of neighing noises everywhere, and there was even a fresh pile of dung in the middle of the road, which made him feel sick.

Just as he was hiding his face and walking away, he almost wanted to take out the sachet and take a few deep breaths. He suddenly found that the dizzying smell suddenly became lighter. When he passed through a spacious road again,

The original layout of the main street, which was lined with livestock of all kinds, has been replaced by a row of vegetable stalls and shops.

Faced with this scene, Zhu Er, who had just been "educated" by the mule and horse market, suddenly became energetic and immediately galloped over. When he arrived at the first stall, he asked impatiently: "What's new?

Seeds?"

The next moment, what Zhu Ergongzi saw was a face that was at a loss. He immediately understood that he had said the wrong thing, but he still didn't understand what he said wrong. He could only breathe lightly.

After taking a breath, he tentatively changed the formulation.

"Are there any seeds that can grow weird things?"

The vegetable vendor's eyes when he looked at Zhu Er had changed from the initial confusion to a strange one. What do you mean by seeds that can grow strange things? Do you think you can grow dolls in the crop field? If Zhu Er wasn't dressed so well, what's that?

While riding the horse, he simply thought that in front of him was a madman who didn't know where he came from.

Realizing that instead of being entangled with one person for too long, Zhu Er would rather cast the net wider and catch more fish. Zhu Er immediately dropped the first vegetable vendor who couldn't understand what he was saying and asked questions one by one. However, he persisted.

He asked more than a dozen people, and most of the answers he got were silent. One of the people who was willing to talk asked him confusedly what the weird things were.

Zhu Er rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Are there any rice seeds or wheat seeds that can produce a thousand kilograms per acre? Are there any seeds that can produce a hundred kilograms of melons? Otherwise, a tree can produce all kinds of fruits.

Sweet and sour fruit flavors are also fine..."

But after listening to Zhu Er's words, the vegetable vendor regarded him as a lunatic. If I had such a magical seed, I would have been rich all over the world. I would not have to sell vegetables on the street here and have to deal with your kind of enthusiasm.

Where is the young master who comes to cause trouble?

After more than a dozen people asked him, Zhu Er received more and more blank looks. In the end, when he was almost discouraged, someone took his reins and said with a smile: "You and those hawkers

What kind of time are you wasting? They don’t understand this! I have the seeds you are looking for, sir! Shall I take you to buy them? Don’t worry, they will be replaced if they are fake..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard a sharp sound of wind, and immediately after, he felt a pain in his shoulder. When he realized that he had been whipped, his expression suddenly changed, but before he could scream, he was hit.

The second blow, the third blow... countless blows to the face. The pain was so painful that he wanted to run away. Unexpectedly, the rich young man behind him who he thought was the victim actually rode his horse to catch up and continue to fight.

"You bastard, do you think I'm so easy to deceive? Master, I just tried this kind of question, and you really jumped out and deceived me! Let me tell you, Master, I can't change my surname, I can't change my name, my surname is Zhu, and I'm the Duke of Zhao at that time.

That’s me!”

The idle man who wanted to make a fortune had some revenge just now, but at this time, it suddenly disappeared - what a joke, those big guys in the court instigated a lot of censors and Zhu family father and son to make things difficult, now

Those censors were about to suffer. If he, a small person, offended the son of Duke Zhao, wouldn't he be seeking death?

As for the possibility of someone pretending to be the son of Duke Zhao... he would rather bet on it!

Zhu Er chased him for more than ten steps, and finally stopped. In fact, when he asked the seemingly random question, he was already a little angry, and he didn't expect others to be right.

He was vaguely aware of it. If he went to places like Caishi Street to find people who were good at farming, there might still be some hope, but he could look for seeds... Haha!

If someone has such good seeds, why should they sell them to you if they just keep silent about them?

Thinking of this, Zhu Er saw the vegetable vendors around him who were looking at him like crazy people. Many of them were looking at him secretly. Many of them clearly showed regret in their eyes. He rolled his eyes and said angrily.

: "Who is good at farming? Young master, I want to find two people who are good at farming. But there is one who is more flexible and can only grow one or two things. Needless to say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cold voice: "Why don't you ask your gardeners?"

"Eh?" Zhu Er suddenly came back to his senses and looked around. He saw a familiar young man in a green shirt standing not far away. Facing his rarely expressive eyes, he swallowed subconsciously.

He took a sip of saliva, but when he saw a man leading a horse slowly approaching, he didn't dare to delay any longer and hurriedly jumped off his horse to greet him.

"Brother Six, how come it's such a coincidence that you are here too?" Zhu Er had a smile on his face, wishing he could grin from ear to ear, "I asked you before where you have been these past few days, instead of teaching me how to practice martial arts!"

"Oh, I will be free soon and can practice with you for two more days."

Ah Liu said something faintly, and when he saw Zhu Er froze there, he showed a faint smile. After looking around, he saw that no one dared to look at him, so he

He nodded slightly to Zhu Er and said, "This is not the place to talk, let's go!"

Zhu Er was frantically cursing himself for being so self-defeating that he actually said something like he was looking forward to practicing martial arts in front of Ah Liu, so that all the muscles in his body had an instinctive reaction of soreness and pain. However, Ah Liu signaled him to leave, and of course he wouldn't.

I quickly agreed to stay in this place where I had gained nothing just now.

When he returned along the original road of Ah Liu, instead of entering the Luoma Market, he turned directly north into Xuanwumen Street. He felt that he no longer had to be poisoned by all kinds of smells, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.

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But just when his mood improved, Ah Liu's voice came to his ears: "If you want to buy novel seeds, you shouldn't go to the vegetable street. That's where people buy vegetables. You should go to a store that specializes in overseas things."

Market. For example, Xiangshi Street."

Zhu Er didn't expect Ah Liu to point this out to him. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately nodded and said, "Yes, I was the one who was stupid before. Thank you Brother Six for reminding me!"

In order to avoid being beaten and disciplined less, you must have a correct attitude when admitting your mistakes!

Ah Liu didn't expect that Zhu Er would admit his mistake so readily. He stared at the person for a long time with a strange look, until Zhu Er's scalp went numb, and he coughed: "Because I have done something similar to you.

Stupid thing."

"Uh..." Zhu Er couldn't believe it, but looking at Ah Liu's particularly frank expression, he felt that it was not worth playing with him, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only look at Ah Liu cautiously and pitifully.

"On the night when the traitors attacked in the Cuiyun Room of Rongshui Village, the young master once uttered a few words as if reciting a poem." Ah Liu retracted his glance at Zhu Er and began to read leisurely.

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"Better to eat without meat than live without bamboo. Better to live without bamboo than without peanuts. Better without peanuts than without tomatoes. Better without tomatoes than without corn. Better without corn than without potatoes. Better without potatoes than without potatoes.

Lobster; I would rather have no lobster than no pepper... After entering Beijing, I once went to the vegetable street to buy these, but unfortunately I didn't buy anything."

After a pause, a faint smile appeared on his lips: "But this time I have a clue."
Chapter completed!