Han Xiufeng walked to the entrance of the lobby and took a look, and found that Zhang Shiheng had not said clearly what he had just said. Zhang Guangcheng did not come, but Zhang Guangcheng's family member Zhang Si came and stood guard outside the classroom like Li Xiucai's follower.

In front of Han Chen, Pan Er couldn't report the salt sales account, so he stood aside and muttered: "Why hasn't Master Zhang Er come yet? Did he not get up?"

"Second Young Master Zhang is not coming." Han Xiufeng looked back at Han Chen and asked with a smile: "Brother Yu, should we go to Fengshan for a walk, or should we go back to the second hall to warm up by the fire?"

"What kind of mountain is Fengshan? In terms of scenery, Taizhou is really not as good as our hometown. The most ridiculous thing is that both Taizhou and Hai'an have ten scenic spots and eight scenic spots. In fact, there are no scenic spots at all. They are all pretentious and sour scholars.

I made it up." Han Chen rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's such a cold day, so let's go back to the second hall to warm up by the fire."

Han Xiufeng laughed dumbly and couldn't help asking: "Brother Yu, do you also know the Three Ponds and Ten Scenic Spots?"

Han Chen walked inside and said with a smile: "We have a supervisor who studied at Mingdao Academy. Every time we have a drink, he will mention the Three Ponds and Ten Scenes. Not only does he know it, his ears are almost calloused."

There really isn’t much beautiful scenery in Hai’an, but the scholars in Hai’an and those who were officials in Hai’an managed to put together ten scenic spots for Hai’an. Since Hai’an was called Santang in ancient times, the term “Three Ponds and Ten Scenic Spots” came into being.

Han Xiufeng also found the elegant name funny and couldn't help but ask: "Which ten scenes are they, Brother Yu, do you really remember them?"

"This is natural." Han Chen thought for a while and said with a few treasures: "Dongjiao Literary Society, Nancheng Taowu, West Temple Evening Bell, Beiyuan Chrysanthemum Garden, Fengshan Morning Glow, Sanli Sail, Jinghong Water Pavilion, Han Qian Green Cypress

, Twin Bridges Winding Path, Guiling Autumn Fragrance, one is not too many, the other is not enough, exactly ten, but some of them do not live up to their real names.”

Han Xiufeng studied the local chronicles for several days. Not only did he know these ten sceneries, but he also remembered several poems describing them. He was worried that his hometown would be looked down upon by his fellow villagers, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Kui Guang Gao Yao focuses on humanities, Dongbi Books

Cherish your share. The fragrant horses are flying with purple air, and the ground is approaching the first and second, and the blue clouds are rising. The romantic Taishi is only Zhang Zi, and the learned scholar is Lu Jun. Since Zhong Ying relied on the emperor's slips, special education has produced spiritual fragrances one after another!"

Han Chen did not expect that this little fellow next to him who was born as a donor could actually recite this poem in praise of Dongjiao Book Club. He was really surprised. After thinking about it, he turned around and sighed: "The only romantic Taishi is Zhang Zi, and the liberal scholar is Lu Jun.

This means that Lu Shun and Zhang Fuxiang were not as talented as the ancient Lu, Zhang, which is interesting."

"I'm not afraid of brother Yu's jokes. Xiufeng just knows how to read it. I just think this poem is very good. I really don't know it's Lu Shun and Zhang Fuxiang he's talking about." Han Xiufeng scratched his head and asked with an embarrassed look: "Who is Lu Shun?

Who is Zhang Fuxiang?"

Han Chen is an expert when it comes to poetry and allusions, and he said: "Lu Shun was a student in the late Ming Dynasty. His character was Sheng, his name was Wuzhou, and he was from Taizhou. In the 14th year of Chongzhen in the previous dynasty, he made friends with Zhang Youxue, Zhang Yiqiao and others, and founded Qujiang

Society. In the seventh year of Shunzhi, tribute was paid and Kang

In the third year of Xi's reign, he became a Jinshi in Jiachen, was awarded the title of head of the Ministry of Punishment, was promoted to the rank of doctor, served as an official in Zhejiang Province, and later returned to his hometown due to illness. He lived at home for more than 20 years and was respected by the villagers. He is the author of "Shuanghongtang Poems and Prose Collections", "Wu

"Collected Works of Zhouzhou", "Records of the Mountains of Shimen", etc.

Zhang Fuxiang was a native of Anfengchang. He was a Jinshi in the 60th year of Kangxi's reign. He was already fifty-eight years old at the time of the Chinese Imperial Examination. It is said that he was demoted to the rank of Top Thirty-four because of his fierce response to Fang Ce during the palace examination. Shortly after the Imperial Examination, Emperor Kangxi was in Dan.

Ning Ju summoned him, and because of his profound knowledge, he was selected as a scholar of the Hanlin Academy. He studied in the Common Hall for three years and then returned to his hometown."

"It turned out to be a local Jinshi!" Although it was recorded in the state annals, Han Xiufeng did not pay attention to the Jinshi before the Daoguang Dynasty.

Pan Er was the one who disliked others the most. Because he couldn't understand a word, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, you just said that Master Zhang Er won't come. Why doesn't he come?"

"His family is here, why is he here?" Han Xiufeng looked at him thoughtfully and explained: "It's not appropriate to come forward in person to ask for money. There is an intermediary, and then send a family member to keep an eye on him.

The middleman is enough. Not only will he not come, but we don’t have to do much today."

"But if you don't keep an eye on it, he doesn't care how much silver Xu and Bao want, and how much silver Xu and Bao will give him. How do we know? If we don't know anything, he obviously wants ten thousand taels.

But what if I only need 5,000 taels?" The more Pan Er thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and he said: "Li Xiucai is just a white-eyed wolf. He came to pick up his wife and baby early in the morning, and didn't even say hello to you.

Hit one."

"It's up to him to decide how much the Xu and Bao co-owners will get and how much they can share with us. In short, we won't be too much if you give us more, and we won't be too little if you give us less. Let everything go as it happens.

"

"Master, how can you just let it happen?"

"Do you want money or your life?"

"It costs my life, but I also need money."

"You can't have your cake and eat it too. You want both money and life. How can there be such a good thing in the world! This matter is settled as it is, don't make your own decisions. If someone comes from Fu'an again, don't get involved." Han Xiufeng

After a pause, he continued: "Zhang Guang

Since Cheng doesn't plan to come, the one thousand taels of silver in the signed room can only be sent to him. Changsheng, please go and tell me that this is Mr. Huang, the salt department of Fuan, Mr. Wang, the salt department of Anfeng, and the tea

A few thoughts from Mr. Jing, the director of the salt department, and Ambassador Han.”

"Okay, I'll send it to him right away."

"etc."

"Is there anything else?" Pan Er turned around and asked.

Han Xiufeng asked in a low voice: "Where are the two Green Camp soldiers Su Jueming invited from Taizhou?"

"They knew Zhang DaDa and went to the Foreign Affairs Commission as soon as they got the reward."

"After delivering the money to the post office, I stopped by the Foreign Affairs Commission and asked them to come over. I told them that I had something to do with them."

"yes."

As soon as Pan Er left, Zhang Shiheng ran over holding an account book, looked at Han Chen, and said sheepishly: "Uncle Han, several gentlemen from the salt field brought a lot of gifts at night. Wang Qianbu and I

It took a whole morning to put them together. Some of them can be put away and some cannot be put away. What do you think we should do?"

“What can and cannot be released?”

"There are two loads of clams, three loads of hairtail, two loads of yellow croaker, one load of sea shrimp, and two loads of sea fish that I don't know what they are called. Wang Qianbu said that these things in the sea cannot be kept for a few days, otherwise they will spoil.

It’s not very easy to pickle, and it won’t taste good even if it’s been pickled for a long time.”

"There are so many seafoods, Brother Yu, are you a gift among them?" Han Xiufeng asked with a smile.

Han Chen said with a smile: "I just brought a load of clams and a load of hairtail fish, as well as some worthless things that may be rare in other places, but they are really worthless at the beach."

"Why are you so polite?" Han Xiufeng smiled, then turned around and said: "Shiheng, each pick out a few kilograms and send them to the post house for Master Zhang to taste. Then each pick out a few kilograms for Dean Gu and Wang Jiansheng.

, Yu Jiansheng and the others sent it, we kept a little, and gave the rest to Chu Chenggui and the others."

"Divide it between Chu Chenggui, Jiang Huai and the archers?"

"Give some to those scoundrels."

"Okay, there's a scale in the kitchen anyway."

Han Xiufeng thought about it and asked, "What else is there besides seafood?"

"That's too much." Zhang Shiheng looked down at the account book and read: "There are four loads of dried shark, dried eel, dried squid, and dried shrimp. But these things seem to be a lot but they are not heavy in fact; drunken crabs, drunken snails, shrimp oil

Two jars each of sesame and shrimp paste, two jars of pickled fish

Jars, four jars of jujube red, four jars of honey juice, four jars of mint dew, ten catties of persimmons, ten catties of fine brown sugar, ten catties of large shrimps, ten catties of small shrimps, six packs of snacks from Taihezhai, and Fang Yixing's

Ten pounds of tea leaves, two bolts of Zhenfengheng silk satin..."

If you don’t listen, you won’t know. When you hear it, you will be shocked that several salt officials have sent so many things.

Han Xiufeng asked curiously: "What are jujube red, honey juice and mint dew?"

Zhang Shiheng said quickly: "The wine is all wine brewed in the salt farm."

Han Chen smiled and said: "The honey juice is sweet and mellow in taste, and the color is like gold; the mint dew is light green in color and has a long taste! Zhixing, these are all good local wines!"

"Really? Let's have seafood for lunch and open a jar of good wine to try."

"Uncle Han, Wang Qianbu is working on it. He said that clams are the most delicious in the world. In Taizhou, only the best banquets have clams."

"The best fresh food in the world, it makes me drool." Han Xiufeng looked back at the yard and ordered: "After you are done, remember to ask Qianbu to give some to Li Xiucai and Zhang Si. We don't care about their affairs.

But we can’t ignore their food.”
Chapter completed!