Zhao Tenglong didn't seem to hear this scolding, his face was still expressionless, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

After the guy left, he was the only one left in the entire Tenglong Restaurant.

The wind blows in late autumn, which makes people unexpectedly steep.

Swish!

However, just as the wind was blowing and the leaves were falling, an abrupt sound came from inside the restaurant.

Then there was the sound of footsteps.

At this time, a smile appeared on Zhao Tenglong's face.

When I turned around, I saw three big men.

"Zhao Dongjia, the three owls of Huainan have all gone to the appointment, can what they said at the beginning be true?"

Hearing this, Zhao Tenglong's face distorted for a moment, but he quickly made up his mind and said:

"Nature."

"Okay, three thousand taels of silver!"

"What? Gu Beichuan is a scholar, he has no power to tie the chicken, and it costs 3,000 taels of silver to kill him? Why don't you grab it? ”

"Zhao Dongjia's words are wrong, although Gu Beichuan is a scholar who has no power to tie the chicken, he is also a poet of Huainan and has a great reputation."

"If the world knows that it was my brothers who killed him, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of our Huainan three lords?"

"So, we have to add money!"

Hearing this, Rao is treacherous like Zhao Tenglong couldn't help but be stunned.

The heart said that you Huainan three lords, haven't you been wanted by the government for five years?

is already a notorious person, how can he ruin his reputation?

But now people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

"Three thousand taels of silver, you will definitely be able to kill Gu Beichuan?" Zhao Tenglong said ruthlessly.

"Yes, if what Zhao Dongjia said is right, then Shijun is just a scholar who has no power to restrain his chickens, and there are no martial arts experts around. Then I will wait for the three brothers, and killing them is like killing a chicken. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Tenglong's worry subsided a little.

These Huainan three lords have been wanted by the county guard for five years, but they have still not been killed, which shows that they are all ruthless characters.

If such a person can't kill Gu Beichuan, there is really no reason.

"Okay, deal!"

After the three lords of Huainan left, Zhao Tenglong looked at his remaining two thousand taels of silver, and only felt that his heart was dripping blood.

After nearly ten years of painstaking operation, it was burned down overnight.

After selling all the family property, only 5,000 taels of silver remained, and this Huainan trio took 3,000 taels at once, how could he not feel distressed?

However, after thinking about it, as long as you can kill Gu Beichuan, then everything will be worth it!

If it weren't for him, my Tenglong Restaurant would still be the No. 1 restaurant in Huainan!

Now the scenery of Feihong will also be Tenglong's!

And Huaimin's little rabbit cub is not a good person!

The restaurant that my father left behind was not sold to me, but to an outsider.

It's really a sale of property, not a descendant!

As the sun sets, the golden glow fades and shadows climb up the eaves.

And Zhao Tenglong, standing alone in the shadows on the second floor, looked terrifying.

"In that case, you should die." He smirked.

……

Bagong Mountain, in the depths!

This is the forbidden place of Hachiko Village!

Even the most outstanding hunter in the village did not dare to go deep into it!

In the past, it can be described as a beast roaring here, one after another!

Today, however, it is surprisingly quiet.

Those high-spirited tigers, leopards and jackals have died down.

Just because they met even more terrifying creatures!

Da!

Da!

Da!

Footsteps!

Someone has broken into the hinterland of Bagong Mountain!

It was a monk, dressed in monk's clothes, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but there was a sorrow lingering between his eyebrows, which made people see it, and the word inevitably came out of his heart: bitterness and hatred.

This monk is nearly middle-aged, his face is full of stubble, and his clothes are a little shabby, and he looks weathered.

Only his face can vaguely see a bit handsome.

Perhaps, when he was young, he was still a well-known handsome monk.

The monk carried a long strip of object wrapped in coarse cloth on his back, which looked very old and seemed to have never been taken apart.

It is really a rare strange thing for such a strange monk to appear in the hinterland of Bagong Mountain.

The monk raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Hachiko Village, his nose fluttering.

Immediately, a rare smile appeared on his bitter and hateful face, and he said, "Xiu'er, I smell you." ”

"In a blink of an eye, it's been so many years."

Da!

Da!

Da!

The sound of the monk's footsteps gradually drifted away, and the mountains and forests became lively, and occasionally the roar of beasts came out.

It's just that for some reason, this roar sounded so lustful.

……

The land that Gu Beichuan bought in Bagong Village is in the south of the village, so the house he built is called Nanshan Residence.

I originally wanted to call Nanshan Pizza Hut, but after thinking about it, I finally gave up.

Inside the Nanshan residence, the candle lamp emitted an orange firelight, reflecting the handsome side face of Gu Beichuan's head case.

Xiu'er watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but feel a little stupid.

"What are you doing? The young master is going to be bitten to death by this mosquito. ”

"Ahem, ahem." The girl coughed, almost choked on her own saliva, and hurriedly picked up the fragrance and lit it.

White smoke slowly rises and fills the air.

Unconsciously, the buzzing of mosquitoes in my ears has weakened a lot.

"Young master, what are you drawing?"

I saw that on the rice paper in front of Gu Beichuan's desk, a brush was meticulously outlined and pieced together, which was a model that Xiu'er had never seen before.

"It's a shelf, but it can be turned."

"A shelf that can be turned? What is the painting for? The girl asked, tilting her head, in a coquettish tone.

Gu Beichuan smiled but did not say a word.

To be precise, it's a silk weaving frame!

The builder and the young man of Hachiko Village were very good, and they didn't let him wait long, and they had already built a workshop.

And this first workshop, Gu Beichuan used to produce silk.

Yes!

Daqian didn't even have silk!

In China, there is a legend of the ancestors raising silkworms and reeling silk 5,000 years ago.

During the Han Dynasty, silk technology initially appeared, and it reached its peak during the Tang Dynasty!

In some historical periods, China was once called the country of silk.

It is also Huaxia that spreads silk to the world!

It can be said that our entire civilization is inextricably linked to this fabric!

However, not every civilization is as lucky as China.

The main fabric of Daqian is roughly divided into two types.

linen, and cotton.

Among them, hemp is also called coarse cloth, which is produced from plant rhizomes and animal fur, mostly black and brown in color, and is generally purchased by poor people as clothing.

As for cotton cloth, the raw material for production is cotton, which is particularly white and can be dyed.

Whether it is comfortable or aesthetically pleasing to wear, it should be far above the coarse cloth.

However, cotton is generally produced in the subtropics, and it is difficult to survive in the cold climates of the north.

The Great Dry is biased towards the east, and only a small area in the southernmost part can grow cotton.

Therefore, this cotton cloth is particularly rare.

Often, only high-ranking officials and nobles can enjoy it.

But if silk can be produced.

Gu Beichuan felt that he was completely able to challenge the status of cotton!