Chapter VII

The next morning, the sun was shining, and Han Shan set up a carriage full of medicinal herbs and went straight to Fang's house. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The Fang family in Pingyang County stands on the mountain, with thousands of acres of fertile land and delicious grass. A meandering spring water fell from the top of the mountain and fell into the flower pool of the Fang family, rushing up a cloud of water mist, reflecting a colorful luster.

When you first enter the door of the Fang family's house, the strange rocks are craggy, the mangosteen is verdant, the carefully cultivated flowers, and the potted plants that are pruned are all full of a difference. As soon as you enter the backyard, such as entering the room of Zhilan, the fragrance of various plants and trees lingers in the nose, and there is a touch of special interest in the elegance, which makes people reverie.

Han Shan drove the carriage and delivered the medicinal herbs to the back door of the Fang family. A sturdy guy suddenly poured out of the door of Fang's house and began to unload the goods. Han Shan was extremely bored, said hello, and wandered around.

Walking around, only to hear a noisy sound coming from a distance, Han Shan walked over quickly, only to see a sea of people in front of the Fang family's mansion, and a sturdy young man lined up in a long line, looking towards a small house in front of the house, with different expressions.

Han Shan looked at it for a while, but he didn't see that he was ugly, he rolled his eyes, pulled up the sleeve of an old man next to him, and asked humbly: "Old man, what are you doing here?" ā€

The old man's face was full of excitement, and his swarthy face was full of nervousness, and he was suddenly pulled by Han Shan, and suddenly screamed and jumped to the side.

Han Shan's face was full of surprise, and when he saw that the old man was glaring at him angrily, he laughed and said, "Old man, my name is Han Shan, I ......"

The old man's eyebrows shook a touch of impatience, and he directly interrupted Han Shan's words, and shouted: "Get out, go aside, don't you see Lao Tzu I'm busy!" ā€

Han Shan resisted the urge to beat the old man, walked over to a black-faced man with a height of eight feet, slapped his hand on the shoulder, and pretended to be happy: "This brother Tai, he is so familiar, where have we met?" ā€

The man glanced back at Han Shan, rubbed his fat fingers on his shoulder, wiped off Han Shan's hand, and said angrily: "Go, go, get out of the way for Lao Tzu, I don't know you." ā€

Han Shan smiled, withdrew his hands, turned his head to look at Fang Mansion, and asked, "What are you doing here, why is it so lively?" ā€

The man glanced at Han Shan strangely and said, "Today's recruitment is for the apprentices of the Medicine Hall and the Martial Hall, and the notice was posted all over Pingyang County as early as a month ago, don't you know?" ā€

"I don't know." Han Shan shook his head helplessly, spread his hands, and continued: "I see that Brother Tai is tall and big, looks like a bear's waist and a tiger's back, and the dragon is fierce and fierce. ā€

The man listened to Han Shan's words, shook his head like a rattle, and showed a resentful look: "Brother, I have been fascinated by the eldest lady of the other family for a long time, but I don't know anything about pharmacology, so I can only look forward to an errand to take care of the family and nursing home, and find food." ā€

Han Shan sighed lightly, "Could it be that this medicine hall is in charge of the eldest lady of the Fang family?" Why is Brother Tai so preoccupied, is there anything wrong with this martial arts? ā€

The man suddenly shuddered and whispered: "Ahem, this martial arts hall was originally in charge of the third master of the Fang family, but in recent years, when the third master is old, he handed over the martial hall to the second lady." This second miss is a god killer, if you make a mistake and fall into the hands of the second miss, then..."

Han Shan listened to the words of the black-faced man, and couldn't help but sigh, he said goodbye, and consciously walked to the back of the line and lined up in a long line.

The sun is three poles, and the big sun hangs in the sky. Han Shan queued for a long time before he saw a young man in Tsing Yi sitting in front of the line, with a sarcoma dripping between his nose. In front of him, there is a square jujube wood table, a pen and an inkstone and a ephedra coarse cloth. There were two strong men standing behind them, both with raised eyes and horizontal noses, and their appearance was very majestic and burly.

"What's your name?" The little guy glanced at Han Shan, pretended to shake a paper fan, and hummed.

"Han Shan."

"Origin?"

"Natives."

"You're a local?" The little guy sneered twice and said, "Turn left to the west and go to Steward Zhang to say hello." ā€

Han Shan nodded, straightened his clothes slightly, and walked towards the small room with his head held high. When he looked at the door, he saw an old man in a gorgeous costume, lying lazily between the Tang chairs, with a big belly and a fat face babbling and humming a little song, leisurely.

Han Shan stood next to the door, coughed lightly, and said, "Han Shan greets Steward Zhang." ā€

The old man's eyelids drooped, he didn't look at it, hooked his fat fingers, called Han Shan into the door, and said with a smile: "Where is the young man?" ā€œ

Han Shan said: "Xiaosheng is a local clan. ā€

Steward Zhang slowly opened his eyes at this time, he glanced at Han Shan, only to see that his eyebrows were clear and his eyes were beautiful, and his air was high, and he said happily: "Look at your talent, you want to come to a rich family, and you have no worries about food and clothing." Where are you now? How could you think of our family to make a living? ā€

Han Shan was slightly stunned, and said suspiciously: "Xiaosheng doesn't understand very much, please ask the adults to solve their doubts." ā€

Steward Zhang took a sip of tea, and said proudly: "My family is the head of the four famous families in Fengcheng, and there are two golden flowers in the family, Miss Fang Shuzhen, Miss Fang Shuwei, and Miss Fang. If you can win the hearts of the young lady and be a fast son-in-law of the Fang family, you can ascend to the sky in one step, become an upper-class celebrity, and achieve a romantic story through the ages. You say, these rich young masters, can they not be moved, can they come to our house as an apprentice without being in a hurry? ā€

I wonder why a small recruit would make such a big formation, I see! Han Shan thought clearly, and said, "Xiao Sheng is now a guy in the Rejuvenation Hall Pharmacy, and he is quite clever. ā€

When Steward Zhang heard this, he immediately lost interest, he sneezed and snorted, "Have you ever seen the person who entered the door say that he was stupid!" Clever is only secondary, you also need to abide by your duty and understand the rules. The Fang family is a big family within a radius of 100 miles, but it is not so easy to enter. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand under the table, shook three fingers, and looked directly at Han Shan.

"Isn't this just asking for a bribe?" Han Shan knew it in his heart, and as soon as his heart moved, he handed over the envelope given by Zhang Laoliu.

Steward Zhang's thumb touched lightly, and his heart suddenly became happy, and the more he looked at Han Shan, the more pleasing it became. He opened the envelope with one hand, and his fat hands looked like butterflies with flowers and strings, "The children can be taught, the children can be taught, and the future will be ......"

His hand movements suddenly stopped, his eyebrows twisted, his big hand slapped heavily on the table, and said angrily: "You bastard, dare to play Lao Tzu!" Come on, teach me a hard lesson about this eye-opening thing, and throw it out to feed the dogs. ā€

Two men in black walked in when they heard the sound, their faces were full of beards, wolf waists and tiger backs, their noses were long, their temples were bulging high, and they hugged their chests on the left and the right to serve Han Shan.

Han Shan glanced at Steward Zhang, and said leisurely: "Steward Zhang, don't you take it apart first and take a look?" ā€

When did Steward Zhang suffer such a wretch, and suddenly roared: "I see your mother's size, you poor and sour thing, the goods that popped out of the shit shell Lang mud balls, dare to lie to you Grandpa Zhang!" Steward Zhang crumpled the raft into a paper ball, smashed it in Han Shan's face, glanced around left and right, and shouted, "Why don't you two do it quickly?" ā€

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