When he came to the door, he really saw the two brothers Yuchi pulling this carriage. It seemed that there were still some goods in it, and there were bursts of fragrance. The taste seemed to be wine?

Zhang Feng's face changed and asked, "what are you two doing with so much wine? This is going to Jiangnan, not to spend the summer."

Wei Chi Baolin glanced at the carriage, then looked at Zhang Feng and said wrongfully, "this is not what we want to pull, but Uncle Gao. He asked us to pull it."

"Gao Kan?"

Zhang Feng frowned and vaguely felt something unknown. He was about to speak. There was a sound of horse hoofs not far away. Another carriage came. He looked at it carefully. It was Gao Kan who was driving.

Isn't there a bar in this carriage?

He hurriedly asked, "Lao Gao, aren't you also a bar here?"

"Whoa..."

Gao Kan reined in the horse and smiled at Zhang Feng: "Fengzi, you can really guess that there is good wine in it. How about some?"

Come on, your sister.

Zhang Feng really wanted to scold at this moment, but when he thought he had to rely on this guy to go to Jiangnan, he stopped his mouth and said with a gloomy face: "this is going to Jiangnan. You think you're going to play. Why do you bring so much wine? Besides, there's no wine in Jiangnan? You can buy it if you want to drink. There's no need to take wine on the road."

"I know it's going to Jiangnan."

Gao Kan waved his hand and said carelessly, "but the wine in Jiangnan is not as good as that in Chang'an. As I said, many of them are your good wine. I'm going to take Jiangnan to drink. Otherwise, if I take it there for a year and a half, I won't suffocate."

Zhang Feng almost didn't take a mouthful of old blood. He originally wanted Hao Chujun to bring some wine. Now it seems that there is no need at all. He glanced at Gao Kan and didn't have a good way: "Lao Gao, it's not that I don't let you bring wine, but you bring a little too much here? What can you get to Jiangnan on the road?"

"Don't worry about this."

Gao Kan still looked indifferent: "I used to be an expert in horse driving. I can arrive in less than a few days from Chang'an to the south of the Yangtze River. Besides, I don't bring much wine, which has no impact on the road."

Zhang Feng didn't bother to say it, because he knew that this guy, like Lao Cheng, was addicted to alcohol. He took some wine and took some bars. It didn't affect anything. Thinking about it, he sighed: "well, take it if you want, but don't miss the event in Jiangnan."

Then he looked at Hao Chujun and others: "get ready to go. There's a carriage ready for you."

Hao Chujun nodded and said, "yes, mentor."

The party boarded the carriage, waved goodbye to Zhang Feng one after another, and then drove to the city gate.

Looking at the back of the carriage, Zhang Feng remembered one thing. When discussing Tianzhu with Xuanzang at that time, he promised to pick up Xuanzang at the port. Now it's time to prepare the steam engine.

Thinking, he turned and glanced at Wisteria: "Lao Du, get ready. I'm going up the mountain."

Du Wisteria was ordered to leave, and soon the servant drove to the main door.

Zhang Feng boarded the carriage, a whip sounded, and the carriage ran to the direction of Jushan.

Without a word, he soon came to Chushan. However, this time he did not choose to go to the Academy, but to the textile factory, because he planned to hand over the task to Chumo and others.

Just after walking to the textile factory, Zhang Feng hasn't seen Chumo yet, but Chumo and others don't know where they saw Zhang Feng, so they came up with a lunge.

"Feng Zi, you finally came. I thought you forgot us."

Chumo hugs Zhang Feng, like crying and nostalgia.

"All right."

Zhang Feng pushed Chumo away and said with a disgusted face, "what's your smell? Don't count points? Don't hold me."

Chumo scratched his head in embarrassment. He wanted to give Fengzi a favor. After all, the composite bow was so good last time. He wanted to order other things at the same time, but he didn't know how to speak at the sight of Fengzi's disgust.

Fortunately, the eldest grandson on one side was smart. He hurried forward and said with a smile: "Fengzi, your last composite bow was really powerful. It is worthy of the name. When are you doing something else?"

Du Gou nodded again and again: "yes, Fengzi, when to do something new? You see, we have nothing to do in the textile factory all day."

"Nothing?"

Zhang Feng was very happy. He was still thinking about how to tell these guys. Now the opportunity came. He coughed deliberately and said mysteriously: "this time I came to you to make some new things..."

"What's new? Tell me."

Chumo rubbed his hands and looked impatient.

"What's the hurry?"

Zhang Fengbai glanced at Chumo, then glanced at the crowd and said, "the new thing I'm going to make this time is a steam engine, which can only be operated with water. Take me to find a water source first."