"He's my best friend, he disappeared suddenly a few months ago, and I'm here to find him!" Speaking of this, Wu Gongzi hesitated for a moment and apologized to the two: "Forgive me for being unspeakable, his name and identity can only be kept secret from the two of you for the time being!" ”

"Wu Gongzi, is this friend of yours in Chenzhou?" Zhang Baoer asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Gongzi nodded: "According to the information I got, he should be in Chenzhou City!" ”

Zhang Bao'er thought for a moment, and said to Wu Gongzi: "Thanks to Wu Gongzi's eyes, I am just a little flower, and there is nothing to repay, if Wu Gongzi's friend is in Chenzhou City, I will definitely try to help you find this person, and it can be regarded as a favor for Wu Gongzi." ”

Zhang Bao'er's words made Wu Gongzi's heart move, he was not familiar with Chen Zhou's life, and trying to find that person was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. But Zhang Baoer is different, he has always lived here, and he knows Chenzhou City well. Besides, the line called Hanako is very well-informed, and maybe it can really help you find that person.

Thinking of this, Wu Gongzi thanked Zhang Bao'er and said, "Then Wu Mou thanked Brother Zhang first!" ”

"I don't know what characteristics this person Wu Gongzi is looking for?" Zhang Baoer asked.

"He's twenty-four years old, about the same age as me. Six feet seven inches tall, about the same as me. The character is relatively stubborn, especially good at gambling, and the gambling is very big, according to the time, he will only be in Chenzhou City for two or three months at most! ”

"That's supposed to be a raw face!" Zhang Bao'er seemed to think of something, and asked Wu Gongzi: "Wu Gongzi, you can't be talking about that Mu Qian, right?" He's a fresh face, and he's not an average gambler! ”

Wu Gongzi shook his head: "At first, I also had such thoughts, and even doubted whether he was disguised, but after careful observation, I can conclude that he is definitely not the person I am looking for!" ”

Zhang Bao'er smiled bitterly: "Wu Gongzi, you said so much, but you didn't say what he looked like. Help you find someone, you have to tell me what he looks like, right? ”

Wu Gongzi casually glanced at the shopkeeper Chen, and said to Zhang Bao'er: "I have his portrait, but I put it in the inn and didn't bring it with me, I'll show you his portrait another day, and you'll know!" ”

"Alright then!" Zhang Baoer nodded.

Chen Song could see that Wu Gongzi didn't want to involve himself in this matter, so he found such one.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Chen Song cleverly changed the topic: "By the way, Bao'er, didn't you just say that you wanted to hear Wang Hufeng's story?" Still listening? ”

"Why don't you listen?" Zhang Bao'er's attention was successfully diverted, and he begged: "Shopkeeper Chen, tell me about it quickly, otherwise this meal will be unsatisfying." ”

Chen Song no longer hung his appetite, put down the chopsticks in his hand and said: "This Wang Hu Feng, like you, is also a gifted person, and his talent is manifested in business. When he was thirteen years old, Wang Hufeng's uncle brought back more than a dozen truckloads of local silk shoes from Anzhou and distributed them to several of their children. Everyone else scrambled to choose the right shoes, but Wang Hufeng picked out a cart of leftover large shoes and sold them in the bazaar for half a tael of silver, which was his first income in his life. ”

"And then?"

"Uncle Wang Hufeng's ancestral hall is in the south of the West City, there is a large open space, he swept more than ten buckets of elm money, took out half a tael of silver from selling shoes, built two shovels, every day with those two shovels to reclaim the vacant land, sow elm money, hard irrigation, actually planted tens of millions of elm saplings. In the first year, he cut more than a dozen bundles of elms and sold them for more than ten yuan to make firewood, and in the second year, he sold more than 200 bundles, and his profit increased several times. After having an income, Wang Hufeng calmed down and patiently planted elm trees. Five years later, the saplings have grown into more than 1,000 rafters for building houses, and countless pieces of wood can be used to build cars. This year, he was just twenty years old. ”

Zhang Baoer couldn't help but be stunned when she heard it.

After Wang Hufeng had the funds, he began to hire people to make magic candles, and I don't know what method he used, and the firepower of the magic candles he made was twice that of ordinary firewood. In the middle of summer, Chang'an was rainy, and the heavy rain for several days caused the price of firewood to skyrocket and seriously run out of stock. The magic candles suddenly became a hot commodity, all of them were sold out, and Wang Hufeng made a lot of money. After that, he began to resell tea and silk, purchased a large amount of land in Chang'an, Luoyang and other places, hired people to farm, and opened a rice grain store. Over the years, he has gradually accumulated amazing wealth, silk shops, rice grain farms, and tea houses all over the Tang Dynasty, which can be described as rich and rich. It's a pity ......"

"What's the pity?"

It's a pity that money rolls in so easily, making Wang Hufeng spend money like dirt and indulge in wealth and gentleness all day long. He bought a house in Chang'an West City, the people called Wang Hufeng's mansion "Wangjiafu Grotto", it is said that his house is stacked with silver as the wall, the Lixian room in the house is based on the sill, the floor is made of sandalwood, the brocade stone is the pillar base, and the copper coin is paved on the path of the back garden, saying that this can be anti-slip. In front of his bed, there are two boys carved of sandalwood, holding the Qibao Boshan furnace, and burning incense from dusk to dawn. The utensils and treasures in Wang Hufeng's house are much better than those of the princes and ministers, and the people of the Quartet admire him and are proud to know him, and he is also very hospitable, and often receives guests from all over the world to meet the preferences and needs of the guests to the greatest extent, and the guests are all at home......"

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The meal was eaten for a long time, and by the end it was already dark.

Wu Gongzi and Zhang Bao'er supported Chen Song on the left and right, and staggered out of the drunken tower.

As the shopkeeper of Chang'an Restaurant, Chen Song's ability to drink is naturally not bad, but at this time, he is already drunk.

Wu Gongzi is better than Chen Song, but he can't do it anymore. Wu Gongzi's drinking volume is very famous among his friends, he once stayed in the Turkic people for several years, where Wu Gongzi ate meat and drank wine in large bowls is not inferior to those Turks, but he never thought that drinking today would be so embarrassing.

Wu Gongzi glanced at Zhang Bao'er, although he was also flushed, he looked far more sober than himself and Chen Song. Wu Gongzi couldn't remember how much wine he drank, but one thing he knew very well in his heart: Zhang Bao'er must have drunk more than himself and Chen Song, because when it came to the second jar of wine, Zhang Bao'er was almost alone toasting the two of them individually, until the wine jar bottomed out.

Zhang Baoer is just a thin teenager, how can there be such a large amount, which makes Wu Gongzi puzzled.

In fact, Zhang Baoer's belly was also turning over at this time, but he was just holding on.

The drunk Chen Song was drooping down, his body was dead, and Zhang Baoer helped him walk a few steps, and he felt a little unbearable.