"I thought Yangcheng Market in northern Guangdong was already a prosperous scene, but now I can only see Chaobaihe Market that the prosperous scene is as good as this!"

On the wharf of Chaobaihefang City, a thin old man wearing a white-washed Confucian shirt and a square scarf on his head slowly got off the boat.

The dock was bustling, and laborers were also shouting and constantly unloading goods from the ship in the middle of winter.

The iron wok of the North Yue Casting Department, large pieces of wood, woven cotton, silk, large bags of rice... and so on.

Dozens of cargo ships docked on the dock, and behind them there were cargo ships constantly docking under the command of the pier and tower.

There were so many ships shuttled and went that the entire river surface was not wide enough.

Fangshi Wharf has been expanded several times, but it is still not enough.

"Yugang, go and do your business! Just walk alone for your brother."

The old man who got off the boat followed him down one after another, almost all of whom were covered in coarse cloth clothes and simple slutty sluts.

But standing beside the old man was a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a Taoist robe with a face as full moon.

"Brother, it's okay! I'll just go with you!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and sighed: "It's just that he has left the capital for less than a year, but the changes are so great..."

"Even I was surprised!"

The old man was walking with great interest, and he couldn't help but look back when he heard this.

"Oh?! Isn't this market like this when it was first built?!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and waved his hand, and said softly: "Although it was not small at the time of its establishment, it was not so big!"

Then he saw him walking to the old man and pointing to the cargo road on the side.

"When I left Beijing, there were not so many trests and bridges at the terminal at the warehouse..."

"At that time, most people and goods were connected here. Although there were many cars and horses in the market, they were separated and there was no congestion..."

While chatting, the two walked along the dock towards the market.

After walking out of the dock and arrived at the market, the old man looked at the bustling crowd in surprise.

This avenue was enough for several carriages to go side by side, but there were no carriages here.

Even if there were no cars and horses, the flow of people here almost blocked the entire street.

"Brother, are you going to see the Jade Chihu?!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar beside the old man pondered for a while and asked the old man who was a little stunned when he looked at the crowd.

"Let me walk around in this capital first, go and say hello to him!"

The old man said, and paused, "My teacher's 'Jiangmen Fishing Platform' is in my hands, but it cannot be criticized for his actions of seeking progress."

The old man was Zhanruoshui Zhan Ganquan, who rushed to the capital from northern Guangdong to participate in the debate on the imperial court.

The ones around him were the 12th year of Hongzhi’s senatorial examination, the top scorer in the palace examination, and Lunwen Xulun Bochou.

"What my senior brother said is very much! But Bochou is Menglang..."

Lun Wenxu couldn't help but bow down with shame, and Zhan Ruoshui turned around and sighed.

"Yugang! Don't tell me about you, my career is long and long. Fame, wealth and wealth are in chaos, and knowledge is the right way!"

Lun Wenxu couldn't help but smile bitterly when he said this, but he still bowed and said he knew.

Zhan Ganquan saw that his junior brother probably didn't listen much, but he didn't refute it because he was a senior brother.

I didn't say much at the moment, but just asked Lun Wenxu to return to the Ministry of Personnel to report his duties.

And he took two disciples to wander around the trouble.

"Oh?! Zhan Ganquan is here?!"

Mr. Zhang had just returned from the Royal Officer's School and took off his fox fur and said curiously to Butler Zhou in front of the door.

"Yes, Mr. Ganquan and Mr. Yugang arrived together."

Butler Xiao Zhou is as terrible as ever, of course! This is just terrible to Mr. Zhang.

As long as it is in front of Mr. Zhang, butler Xiao Zhou will always be Butler Xiao Zhou.

Have you gone out... Damn! You can call Xiao Butler Zhou?! In next Zhou Jinshan, can you tell?!

"This Mr. Ganquan..."

Mr. Zhang smiled, but he understood Zhan Ganquan's not coming to him.

Now people from various schools have arrived in the capital one after another, and it is clear what everyone is pursuing.

At this time, it was too eye-catching to visit Mr. Zhang directly at thatched cottage.

Just as Zhan Ganquan said himself, if he comes, he may not be able to escape the reputation of "seeking progress for a long time".

The more you are, the more careful you have to be.

"Don't disturb the old man, wait until the debate on the sutra is over!"

While speaking, Ji Wu general Yingzi ran over panting.

He saluted from afar and said to Mr. Zhang, "Young Master, Mr. Bamboo Tower is coming in outside the forest."

Dai Yi Dai Bamboo House, this old guy comes to find him...

Mr. Zhang smiled bitterly, there was absolutely nothing good.

"Sister Miao'an, please make tea, the bamboo house! The night owl enters the house..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Daiyi's voice rang out.

"Oh~! Chihu'er, our family and you have experienced life and death several times! It's not good to arrange our family behind this~!"

But when Old Daiyi smiled and turned out from the peach forest, Mr. Zhang stroked his forehead helplessly.

This old guy looks like he is in his seventies.

But they are very smart, and they are more than ten meters away!

The old guy can still hear his muttering, which is really amazing.

"Zhulou Gong, can you tell me that you can have a good thing when you come to find a boy?!"

Mr. Zhang rolled his eyes to Old Daiyi very alone and said angrily.

"When did you come here? Didn't you catch a boy to help you do your business?!"

Old Daiyi felt a little embarrassed when he said this, and he smiled and bowed: "Take it! Take it!"

"Those who are capable are working hard! Isn't this a trick in our family? Let's talk about it..."

Mr. Zhang was still waiting for the following text, but the old guy stopped talking when he mentioned "Let's talk about it."

Just talking about asking for tea, the young master will know it as soon as he passes his mind.

This must have been the dog emperor who asked Lao Daiyi to come here. This dog emperor...

"Let's go to the house to drink tea. It's cold and I'll stop staying outside."

People are coming, what else can you do?!

In the room, Miss Miaoan looked at Old Daiyi angrily, and the old guy could only give in and apologize with a smile.

Who in the capital knows that this little Fubao is unbearable or provoked?

Not to mention her skills, she really killed off the battlefield, and most people dare not provoke her favor from the two palaces.

Not to mention others, even Dai Yi is not easy to provoke the "Little Fubao" mentioned by the old Empress Zhou.

"Our family came here this time because of the White Lotus..."

To Mr. Zhang, Old Dai Yi was completely polite and directly expressed his intention.

"This time, Jinling and Jiangnan are deeply involved..."

The young master smiled slightly, it would be strange if the Jiangnan region was not involved in it.
Chapter completed!