grasshopper.

Locusts all over the sky make it impossible for everyone to get out.

At this time, in Chang'an City, in addition to the locusts all over the sky, there were only a few chickens and ducks that swaggered around the street. From time to time, they would bow their heads to pick up the locusts that fell on the ground, pick up two bites, shake their bright feathers and pace slowly in the street again.

There are even pigs tied in the roadway, cattle and sheep are wagging their tails and eating locusts.

Obviously, this food is delicious. Pigs can't stop wagging their tails and chirping their mouths.

There are also piles of saliva flowing on the ground along the corners of the mouth. Although no one has fed for a long time, the belly of pigs, cattle and sheep is rolling.

This is the scene of Chang'an city now.

Some people who go out also walk in a hurry with their heads down and their headscarves covered.

The soldiers on patrol burned a lot. Even now the market is open, no one goes to the market.

Except for the patrol soldiers who locked their necks and cursed locusts, few people were seen alive.

It's like a dead field.

However, in Huitong square.

Today is an accident. Everyone can smell a bad smell in the house. Everyone frowns and sniffs, but no one dares to go out to see it.

Because of this thing.

Maybe it was the disaster that day. Whose house did you say burned down?

But it's not.

Look out along the crack of the door. Except locusts, they are locusts.

The bad smell came from Zhang Feng's tavern.

At this time, Zhang Feng squatted in the backyard of the tavern, with piles of wormwood and musk burning around the courtyard wall.

When all the locusts flew across the yard, they didn't wait for a show of strength. They fell to the ground as if they were drunk.

Then, after jumping on the ground for a few times, there was no movement.

In the middle of the yard.

Zhang Feng was squatting on the ground with a clay paste as high as a stove, vigorously fanning the Pu fan, and bursts of fishy smell, accompanied by rolling black smoke, slowly hovered, and scattered around by locusts.

Although Zhang Feng was sweating all over at this time, he was excited when he looked at the red stove.

Soon, as long as the rubber is successfully refined, you only need to pound a model made of sand to make a tire, and then you can

"Feng Zi, Feng Zi, open the door!"

When Zhang Feng fantasized about how to ride a tricycle or a bicycle in front of Chen Tieniu and an old Li.

Lao he's anxious when he can have it, pulling him back to reality.

Zhang Feng hurriedly disposed of the simple things made to refine rubber, and hurried out to open the door for Lao he.

Open the door.

Lao he was carrying a huge sack and wearing rough clothes. Even his sack and body were covered with locusts.

"Why? It took so long to open the door?"

Lao he murmured, took advantage of the situation and unloaded the big sack on his shoulder in the backyard, looking at the strange thing and asked.

Zhang Feng shrugged.

"Isn't it impossible to get out? It's tossing about a funny thing."

"Fun?"

Lao he shook his head.

"You can save some money on this bag of soft sand. I managed to get it for you from outside the city."

"Get it!"

Zhang Feng rubbed his hands excitedly.

Now, there will be a mold for making tires.

He made an invitation gesture and asked Lao he to go to the front hall. Zhang Feng took out a few bottles of fruit at the bottom of the water from the water tank, and then came to the front hall.

In ancient times, there were no ice tools, and even if there were, Zhang Feng didn't have the leisure to do it now. All fruits and the like want to be refrigerated, either sink into the bottom of the well or put under the big water tank.

He quickly stirred up three dishes from the kitchen, and Lao he had drunk himself.

"Feng Zi, don't run around these days. I just went out to listen to the gate guard. When the gate was to be closed last afternoon and evening, the envoys of Tubo and Tuyuhun came again!"

"Oh? Again? What are you doing here?"

Zhang Feng asked.

Lao he drank wine and ate small dishes. Then he said, "who knows? I guess it's related to the natural disaster. You didn't hear that. The envoy who came this time is poor and doesn't even have a decent gift."

When Zhang Feng heard the speech, he couldn't help flashing an imperceptible smile in his eyes.

Is it finally here?

It seems that I guessed right again. Their locust plague has reached an uncontrollable level!

Alas!

This money!

Sometimes you can't even make money if you don't want to!

Zhang Feng shook his head and said, "then why can't I go out?"

"Isn't it because you love making trouble too much? I heard that Tubo wants to form an alliance with Datang this time, and it is likely that the emperor will invite Miss Jingshu from Yanlai building to play music. You can weigh it. If the emperor knows the trouble between you and Jingshu at this time, if the emperor is angry, you will..."

Zhang Feng smelled the speech. Although his face was a little ugly, he still shrugged and said, "no, you can rest assured."