The grass grows and the warblers fly, the cherries are ripe, the peonies are blooming, the taste of May...

The soap made last time was destroyed by Ming Chongyan, so Pei Fanxian had to buy the ingredients and remade them. Xiao Liu saw a large piece of mutton oil and was in a bad state.

The fishy smell immediately erupted from the nostrils and the sense of smell was lost.

The soap beans in the Tang Dynasty were really not easy to use, there was not much foam, and the cleaning strength was not up to standard. Pei Fanxian scratched here and there, feeling that his whole body was itchy.

It seems like lice are about to grow!

I went to the Tang Dynasty to enjoy my life, not to pick lice! I will definitely not forgive the demon Ming Chongyan.

But while he was thinking about how to deal with Ming Chongyan, Qian Laiya leaned over and flew into the courtyard again.

Pei Fanxian instinctively protected the money bag, and Xiao Liu also grabbed a handful of stones and prepared.

monster!

If you dare to touch my money, I will kill you!

Qian Lai Ye was hovering around the courtyard, with green feathers all over his body, but he didn't lean over to catch money.

Pei Fanxian felt that this old money-lovers had changed their nature.

At this moment, Qian Lai also kicked his legs and a cloth strip fell off. It turned out that this monster was here to deliver a letter!

Duliu, Xishi City, is a golden treasure land, suitable for opening a store. Remember to pay back the money, there is no rush, I am not in a hurry at all.

Pei Fanxian said intimately, Mr. Wei looked down on others too much, isn’t it just 200 cents? Why is he so anxious? I have money, but I just don’t pay it back!

"Xiao Liu, is Duliu very popular?"

Pei Fan had already planned this matter. It would be a good thing if he could help Li Hong see a doctor while making some money.

Who would think that money is too little?

"It's so strong," Xiao Liu said thoughtfully: "The popularity over there is indeed quite strong."

"What do you think if you open a small shop there?"

Although someone is familiar with the history of the Tang Dynasty, he still does not know enough about the current local customs and styles.

Xiaoliu immediately turned green. Could it be that Xiaolang's head was kicked by a donkey?

"Xiaolang, that's absolutely impossible!"

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't this place a Feng Shui treasure land? This is a good place recommended by Wei Shicheng himself!"

He handed the cloth strip to Xiaoliu, who said angrily: "This Wei Shicheng is too vicious. Under Duliu is a famous place for prisoners. All the important criminals appointed by the court will be sent to the tree and asked to beheaded in the street!"

"How many court ministers died there."

"The Feng Shui is too bad, and I can't do business at all!"

Fan Xian sat on the ground. That place was actually a execution ground?

"Then you said you were very popular just now?"

Xiao Liu sighed: "Of course the popularity is very strong. Every time there are people who are asked to kill, the people who are watching are surrounded several times. There are a few times when I want to go to watch the fun, but I can't even squeeze in."

In such a place, Mr. Wei still wants Fan to open a store in the first place. He wants to cheat people!

Mr. Wei, this bond between you and me is considered a matter of unity!

A few streets across the West City Office, Wei Ling, the free West City Chief, was making good plans.

This sick man, who had received so many rewards, did not pay back the money quickly. Whenever he thought of this, Wei Ling was so angry that he jumped up and down.

The sick man looked down on him and deliberately lied to him, and never paid back the money. If Wei Ling did not use any means, he would be sorry for his reputation as a domineering man in the West!

Nowadays, the West City trade is booming, with shops lined up one by one, and almost every business is very good.

The merchants have good business, and Wei Ling is happy. Not only do they have to worry about taxes, but they also have a huge increase in income and are very stable.

"City Chief, recently, many merchants from foreign countries are also interested in opening shops. They have come to the municipal office many times to ask. The municipal chief thinks that should help them find some solutions?" said the young municipal official.

"Open a store?"

Wei Ling sneered: "What I thought was pretty good, where can I provide them with it!"

The shops in Xishi are worth every inch of land, with each radish and a pit. The competition is quite fierce. As the business becomes more and more prosperous, almost all the places along the street have long occupied.

For the municipal administration, of course, I hope to allow more merchants to land so that I can make more money, but it is hard for a good cook to cook without rice.

There is no place to settle, and they can do nothing.

Duliu District in Xishi is very good and you can open a store.

When Wei Ling thought of her message, she laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.

yawn!

"City Chief, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Ling was proud, but for some reason, a chill suddenly surged from behind, and a huge sneeze rushed out of his mouth!

The city officials were so scared that they bounced.

"It's okay." Wei Ling waved his hand, always feeling very uncomfortable, as if he was scolded.

“When it comes to business, there is not a single place.”

The city officials' eyes lit up: "What are the good ways for the city chief?"

"Isn't it always a sparsely populated area near the release pond? If those Hu merchants are sincere in doing business, it would be a good choice to put it there." Wei Ling stroked his beard and said thoughtfully.

The city official frowned: "City Chief, the terrain is low-lying, and it is extremely muddy when it rains and snows, so it is not suitable to open a store."

Wei Ling glanced at him, really hard to worry. No wonder he was just a minor official after so many years.

If it was a good place, how could you think of giving it to those Hu merchants...

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Two more days later, in Hanyuan Hall, the court officials Bi Ji and the Crown Prince Li Hong sat upright on it, full of expectations. He briefly explained the shortage of food in the two capitals and asked the court officials to express their opinions. He welcomed all the innovative and operational methods. The ones who talked about the war on paper were all the way aside.

The court officials sent memorials one after another, and Li Hong had read several articles and sighed.

"Not even possible!"

“Nothing useful is available.”

Cai Jixiang came to him and whisked: "Your Highness, it's time to take medicine."

Is the government unsolved to be dealt with forever, or is it important to be physical?

Li Hong took out the glass bottle, took a sip, and Jixiang immediately brought the tea. In the past few days, whenever he mentioned taking the medicine, the medicine must be given by Pei Fanxian.

At first, Li Hong didn't feel much. After drinking for a few days, he did feel that his condition had improved.

At least that kind of palpitations that often occur has reduced a little and also reduced a little.

Beside Li Hong, the residence hallman Pei Yan is also there.

Recording important news from the court, from princes and nobles to ordinary court officials, is the responsibility of his residence servant.

The Tang Dynasty regulated two officials responsible for recording palace affairs, and both the living servants and the living man could participate.

Pei Yan was able to come to the East Palace to serve on duty because he borrowed Pei Fanxian's light.
Chapter completed!