Zhang San was arrested, and the scene was very tragic.

Braids without head, this is the will of the king.

But he didn't want to, not only Zhang San, but almost all the people in Chaoge felt incredible, the king was thinking about fart?

If it is too long and messy to hinder normal life, then you can trim and trim it, but it is just braided and the braid hangs down, how can you be forcibly cut off your hair?

In this world, how can there be such a reason?

However, no matter how unwilling you are, it is useless.

As soon as Zhang San finished this year's military service and became stronger, he was arrested and cut his hair.

He saw Li Si yesterday, and Li Si no longer had the long hair fluttering in the past.

I couldn't bear to look at that scene, and the one who moved the knife was a novice, and his skills were rough.

Li Si is a typical pigtail like a rat's tail, and the shaver who cut his hair used too much force, and directly cut him with the braid and head hair, becoming a hairstyle with a shaved middle and long sides.

Zhang San felt that the shaver must have done it on purpose, and most likely received the benefits of Wannian or Li Jing.

Maybe even the two of them proposed to the king of Xuan to cut their hair, as long as the people of Chaoge cut their hair, the bald man and the bald head were not so obvious.

Zhang San lamented in his heart, the heart of the official is dirty.

By this time, he had already been taken to the stilt parlor.

Zhang San knew that this place was an industry opened in the palace, he experienced it when it opened, and he also found a little lady to step on his back.

Though.... It's immoral, it's shameful, but it's really comfortable.

Zhang San saw a shaver walking towards him, he reacted and shouted: "I want to change people! It's okay to cut hair, find me a skilled one!"

Now it seems that cutting his hair is unavoidable, and he just wants to keep as much hair as possible and not have an accident like Li Si's.

The person in charge of the stilt hall stared at him a few times and said, "Journeymen can do it, but they have to pay more." ”

"No problem!"

For the sake of his hair, Zhang San agreed, he felt very uncomfortable, and he couldn't wait to scold, you cut my hair, and you have to charge me money?

He became more and more sure that these shavers had taken the benefits of baldness and bald heads, and that if they cut their hair carefully, they would not get any benefits, and that the loss of income would naturally have to be made up from the hands of those who were cut, and that the hearts of the people were sinister!

It was a handsome young man with a small blade in his hand, and since the unreserved public iron-making method of the King of Zhou, iron is no longer a scarce material, but the amount of work required to shave the heads of the people of Chaoge is too great to directly issue knives.

Zhang San's expression was a little strange, this shaver was quite handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his hair was scattered, but it was not messy, but it made the whole person more handsome, and a few strands of hair hanging down were a little bit prodigal-like.

Zhang San thought a little, this shaver's hair is indeed better than himself, and he is energetic and handsome, but he knows that he looks so stumbling that his hair can't save his face, so he just hopes that there will be no accidents and he can cut it like Li Si.

The young shaver spoke: "My surname is Lu, and when I was born, the room was full of strange fragrances, and a white crane flew into the tent and disappeared ......"

Introducing yourself is a great way to relax your guests, after all, it's a matter of the head, and many people are nervous that they will only cut a few inches, and they are afraid that they will be laughed at.

"So your name is Lu Manmur, or is it Lu Baihe?"

Watching the shaver boast, Zhang San scoffed, isn't it just a name, isn't it a good name to call Zhang San and Li Si? It's catchy and easy to remember.

The shaver shook his head.

"Isn't it? Lu Xianghe? This name sounds very fragrant!"

"My name is Lu Yan. ”

Zhang San: "...."

Lu Yan held his head high and continued to blow: "I have been smart since I was a child, I can write at the age of ten, I can martial arts at the age of fifteen, I am proficient in all kinds of ancient books, and when I was an infant, there was an immortal who came to the world, and said to my parents that I was extraordinary, and I was in the dust of the city. ”

"Then how do you become a shaver in this stilt hall? Didn't you have a imperial examination last year, did you get the top prize or the top eye?"

"Hey, just the imperial examination, I don't like it yet, besides, what's wrong with the shaver?"

Lu Yue said, pulled the small blade in his hand into a sword flower, and danced vigorously, with bells and whistles.

Zhang San's scalp tingled when he heard it, he had seen a narcissist boasting about how awesome he was, but he had never seen such an excessive and not blushing at all, it was simply amazing.

"Now some people don't understand knowledge, they can't write and don't know how to do martial arts, they are just shavers, but they still think that they can be literate and martial, but in fact, they are no different from frogs in wells, they can only pretend to talk big!"

Of course, Zhang San didn't dare to say that.

He has in his bones the cowardice of ordinary small people who are obedient, manure, new farm tools, tuntian and horse farming, grain production has increased, life has become better, and he has a son after circumcision, such a good life has not been enough!

What's more, his head is still under Lu Yanming's dangling blade, in case Lu Yan is unhappy, he pulls a knife flower casually, and something will happen.

Lu Yue threw the small blade into the air, clamped it with two fingers, and said with a smile: "Although he has no skills, he is the most important thing in the world, and he can see the top kung fu in the world." ”

"Do you know how many people this shaver can feed?"

"What?" Zhang San was puzzled, how many people can be supported in this kind of industry that cuts people's hair and is scolded by people?

Lu Yan said: "A woolen jacket will make the nobles full, we ordinary people don't seek to be rich and expensive, as long as food and clothing are enough." ”

"The field belongs to the state, and it can be rented and cultivated, but it cannot be passed on for a lifetime, but this craft can be passed down from generation to generation, and His Majesty has officially declared war on all the princes, and the war will be together, and there will be many displaced people affected by the war.

"If you are plagued by a war and your land cannot be saved, what means should you use to make a living after fleeing?

"The craft of shaving the head is the way out, there are not many people who are willing to cut their hair short, but there are many people who want to trim their hair, but there is no industry that specializes in cutting hair from ancient times to the present, until now, there are shavers. ”

Lu Yan shook the blade in front of Zhang San's eyes: "The longer the hair, the more it needs to be trimmed, if you learn this craft well, at least you won't have no food to eat when you go to the world, like the singing, playing the board, playing the flute and collecting medicine or porter, with the means of making a living, you will not starve to death if you lose your land in the war." ”

Zhang San swallowed his saliva, what Lu Yan said is quite reasonable, there will be money to be made if there is a demand, especially hair, it is very troublesome to trim your hair by yourself, for fear that it will be damaged, you will not be filial to your parents, or your hair will be lost if it is short, but you can rest assured if you hand it over to the shaver.

Now these shavers may have collected Li Jing and 10,000 years of black money, and played the trick of cutting off a large amount of hair by mistake.

Lu Yan's hand touched Zhang San's head and said, "Your parietal bone is protruding, and you also have a dysentery head, so it usually hurts to trim your hair by yourself, right?"

Then he looked at the sides of Zhang San's head again, and then said: "You have sores on your head when you were young, and there are a lot of hairless white scalps. ”

In just two sentences, Zhang San was directly shocked.

This person.... Know your head better than you do.

In a few words, all the problems in this great skull were fully explained.

Dysentery is a common thing, they are basically farmers like this, they take long hair to work in the field every day, because of the trouble of washing hair can not be washed several times a year, sebum is more, it is easy to suffer from dysentery, which is very troublesome.

You can see from the white scalp that the sores are small, and there is something about it.

Lu Yan pondered for a moment and said, "That's it, I'll cut all the hair around the leprosy for you, and you should pay attention to yourself." ”

"Soon. ”

Zhang San was in a daze, and it took about half a pillar of incense.

"Finished cutting?"

Lu Yan smiled: "It's finished." ”

Then, for the first time, Zhang San saw a different version of himself in the mirror.

The spirit, mellowness, and hair volume are a little less, but the overall image is much better, and there is no sloppy feeling that can be seen at a glance that it is a small farmer.

What surprised him even more was that the dysentery on his head didn't hurt at all.

You must know that when you trimmed your hair in the past, you would always have diarrhea and shave, but now it doesn't hurt at all, and the blade has scraped the place where the diarrhea is, and it feels cool and refreshing, which is extremely comfortable.

When he went out, Zhang San was in a very good mood, although his hair was short, he still felt a little nervous, and even slandered, but he looked much better than Li Si, as long as he was better than Li Si, it was very good.

At this time, Tailuan and Deng Xiu came to Chaoge with the five kings of Baiyue and many Yue captives.

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