Chapter 815

"What are you talking about? My uncle made it?"

Zhang Fu.

Zhang Shan looked at the box of cigarettes sent by the old scholar in surprise. He was a little confused.

The old scholar touched his beard, drank tea slowly and said with a smile, "it's not that boy!"

"The smelly boy doesn't know what he's doing on the mountain. Yu Shinan doesn't care about it, but it's really a good thing. Fengzi was busy before and didn't have time. I just remembered this morning. Someone sent me some and asked me to hand it over to you."

Where did Zhang Feng think of his cheap father-in-law?

It was really early this morning that Zhang Feng remembered Chang'an University. If Li Chengqian hadn't mentioned it at breakfast, Zhang Feng really couldn't remember anything.

When I mentioned this, I remembered that I immediately asked the people of Tonghui workshop, which made cigarettes, to rush out a large number of cigarettes and send a large box to Li Gang and the old scholar.

While Chumo coquettishly lights a cigarette and smokes one by one.

The old scholar picked up the broom and shouted to Chumo to get rid of Chumo.

Then the two old men squatted in the study after learning Chumo's appearance. After smoking for an hour, they suddenly realized that this thing loved by Mr. Bosch was really a good thing.

But the old scholar was not happy. While smoking, he looked at the stewed meat and beer on the table and sighed: "Alas! The old village head doesn't know what to eat. If this goes on, Fengzi's skills will be given to these pit goods!"

Li Gang shook the white paper in his hand and spit out a burst of white smoke: "old man, this thing is a real good thing! Although this boy is a bit of a black sheep, you know, now pigs and chickens and ducks are a big burden for Datang!"

"The boy solved this matter in an instant with such a trick. It's also a matter that makes him spread for generations!"

As soon as I heard of Zhang Jia.

The old scholar remembered Zhang Feng's father-in-law.

A large number of bamboo tubes were made from the frame, and then half of them were put down painfully. Finally, after thinking about it, he took out a large bamboo tube and put two bamboo tubes in it. Then he slowly swallowed his cigarette and walked out of the Academy.

At this point.

Zhang Shan interrupted the old scholar's imagination and asked curiously, "this thing... Have you tried?"

Instead of talking, the old scholar took out a wooden box from his arms, took out two cigarettes, one with Zhang Shan and lit a cigarette. Then he said, "yes, and you know Dr. Sun and Mr. Boshi. They smoke this thing now and they still love it."

"I also heard that anyone who doesn't smoke on the mountain at this time is regarded as a monster. What else do you say? Smoke-free, no wine, hard boat, smoke and wine, books often have!"

What the hell is this?

Is this really that good?

Zhang Shan couldn't help looking suspiciously at a piece of smoke, like the incense of his ancestors. The general administration was a little strange.

But it was hard for him to say anything at this time.

Had to follow the old scholar to suck up, but the old scholar was careful and told him how to suck again and again, how to suck without choking his lungs, slowly.

gradual.

Zhang Shan was also surprised to find that this thing is really a good thing.

After all, he is a businessman.

The matter of white paper has made him deeply distressed.

And the pork and other things secretly scolded Zhang Feng as a black sheep, but after all, they didn't really become in laws, so they had to shake their heads and sigh. On the one hand, they thought about the benefits of Zhang Feng's doing so.

Otherwise, he would have been angry by Zhang Feng and vomited blood.

But.

At this time, when he met the old scholar, Zhang Shan couldn't help looking worried and asked, "old scholar, I see that you treat Fengzi as your own son, don't you?"

The old scholar's face was stiff when he heard the speech.

"Nonsense! I cherish talent!"

But as soon as the voice fell, the old scholar shook his head and sighed again.

In fact, in his heart, Zhang Feng has long been regarded as his son, but he also knows that with Zhang Feng's temper, he must not want to, but he doesn't want to see Zhang Feng's talent and waste it.

But since he met Li Yuan and Li Shimin, he knew that he thought more.

Zhang Feng's achievements will only be the existence he looked up to in the future. After Zhang Feng opened the White Deer Academy on the mountain, the old scholar buried his mind in the bottom of his heart.

He believed that with these people, Zhang Feng would not have anything wrong.

But I can imagine that Feng Zi has given everything to others. What else can he pass on to future generations after he gets married?

When the old scholar thought so, the vicissitudes in his eyes were more obvious.

"Alas! Master Zhang, don't make fun of me. By the way, I won't tell you this. Tomorrow I'm going to go up the mountain and ask Fengzi what he's doing. Don't worry. Fengzi knows how much he can do. Don't worry. Take this thing first. If you don't have it, send someone to our college, or don't you have someone in gushanfang city? Let him We're looking for the old village head. Now all the peaks are handed over to the old village head! "

Zhang Shan smacked his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

Sighed: "I'm old too. I didn't want to ask about the young man's affairs, but you know that my daughter has lost her soul since she met the boy. Go and ask if there is anything she can do in the mountain. At that time, I also want to be clean without seeing!"

"I'm tired of crying for me all day."

The old scholar laughed and said, "shopkeeper Zhang, you're making a problem for the little old man. You're forcing marriage?"