Chapter 49 High-end and high-end

After a few days of displacement, Pan Feng finally arrived outside Chang'an City. Pan Feng traveled almost day and night all the way for fear that she could not catch up.

When the magnificent wall of Chang'an City appeared far in front of Pan Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, it was already noon, and the gate of Chang'an City was open, and the people coming and going were bustling. It seems that Chang'an City should not have been attacked by Li Wei and Guo Yan at this time.

relieved, Pan Feng felt a sense of fatigue emerging. At the same time, he also smelled a sour smell coming from his body. I almost vomited. These days, I have been eating and sleeping on the street desperately. The sweat on my body is wet and dry, dry and wet. Does this smell good?

Pan Feng, who was dusty, simply washed the floating dust by the river outside the city. In this era, when the city was built, there were basically rivers nearby. At this time, unlike modern society, there are no groundwater transportation pipelines. There are no rivers near the ancient city, so the living water of the whole city is a big problem.

In the reflection of the river, Pan Feng looked at herself. Although his body is not handsome, he is still tall and powerful. In particular, a conspicuous satin dress and a sword symbolizing identity on the waist are too conspicuous. If you go to the city, you will definitely be noticed.

The purpose of this trip is to save Diao Chan, so that fewer people can notice the better.' Any small details of the thousand-mile embankment destroyed in the ant nest need to be paid attention to.

Just as Pan Feng was thinking about how to enter the city, an old man driving an ox cart happened to come in the distance. The figure slowly emerged. Looking at the direction he was going, it happened to be Pan Feng. It seemed that this guy also wanted to enter Chang'an City.

Pan Feng quickly greeted him and said to the old man with a smile, "Grandpa, are you going to the city?"

The old man looked at Pan Feng's eyes and was a little afraid, especially when he saw Pan Feng's silk and sword around his waist. He knew that this was definitely not an ordinary person in front of him. The old man quickly got out of the car and said in a panic, "I'm just a farm. No, I haven't offended the adults."

Pan Feng was somewhat embarrassed when he saw his appearance. But at the same time, he also raised a trace of doubt: "Is he so stingy? Can you scare people when you come out during the day?

In fact, Pan Feng didn't know that the old man's fear was not because of his fear of his identity. The children of the clan, with noble status, are not a serious crime to pull out the sword and kill him as an old man.

"Don't be afraid, uncle. I need your help." Pan Feng said politely and took out a taels of silver from the cuff and said, "Sir, I'll give you this silver. Can I buy your ox cart and clothes?"

Don't underestimate this two pieces of silver. If you convert this two pieces of silver into car coins, you can exchange 200 yuan. What's the concept of 200 yuan? If it's enough for you to stay alone in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel for one night.

As soon as the old man heard it and cried, he knelt down in front of Pan Feng and said, "Your Excellency, just let me go!" The only valuable thing in my family is this ploughing cow, which is worth 4,000 yuan. The family has done a lot of forced selling and buying. Originally, this old man's family had four mu of thin fields, all of which were good fields. But it was abruptly exchanged by the family for two mu of land.

In this era, food, clothing, housing and transportation don't cost much. Even if you live in a sky-size room, you will get 20 yuan a day. However, this ploughing cattle is the lifeblood of the people, so the main force of this arable land will not be easily sold. Even if it is sold, the price is naturally ridiculously high.

"Your Excellency, give us people a way to live!" After saying that, Pan Feng kowtowed three times.

Looking at these miserable poor people, Pan Feng still sincerely felt sorry for them. However, he went out in an emergency this time and didn't have much silver on him. Just a little more than three taels, it is the limit for him to take out these two, and it is said that 'a penny is difficult for a hero'. Naturally, this makes sense. Pan Feng has to leave some money with her.

"Grandpa, what do you think of this? I'll buy your ox cart and your clothes with this or two pieces of silver, and I don't want you to farm cattle.

"Is it true what adults say? Don't lie to me." The old man's eyes lit up and stared at Pan Feng and asked. After all, he will make a lot of money.

Pan Feng also knows that she can't say anything elegant to these old men, "What a gentleman's word, a quick whip." Most of the old man couldn't understand, so he smiled boldly and said, "A spit and a nail."

"Good, good." The old man suddenly rejoiced, "Your excellency, I will untie the ox cart for you now." After saying that, he quickly untied the rope that pulled the car.

"Yes, uncle. I don't know how to tie this car. Can you help me tie this horse to the car? Pan Feng asked.

"No problem."

Some excellent horses are a little arrogant in their hearts. When the sweat-blooded BMW tied the car to him, it almost got angry and almost kicked the old man. Pan Feng went up and touched it, so that she could not calm her down.

"Old man, beggrieved." Pan Feng patted the horse on the back.

Maybe he understood Pan Feng's words, or because he wanted to trust his master, the horse finally calmed down.

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At this time, Pan Feng put on the old man's shabby clothes like a beggar. Standing in the car, holding a whip, driving the carriage to the gate of the city. There was also a little mud on his face. No matter how you look at it, you can't see that this is General Pan, who is famous for "warm wine and kill Huaxiong". At a glance, it is obvious that he is an old farmer!

It does look like an old farmer in this era, but if Pan Feng's dress is seen by people now. Especially the little girl, I guess she has to scream. Her thin face can't hide the power and domineering on him. The melancholy eyes revealed the faint sadness in his heart. It's simply a restored version of 'Brother Sharp'!

The sword Panfeng was tied under the board with a hemp rope. If you don't search carefully, you won't find it. In this way, Pan Feng slowly leaned to the gate with uneasiness.

Walking to the gate, the guards at the door looked back and forth at the passers-by. Maybe there are many poor people like Pan Feng. Directly and impatiently waved to Pan Feng to leave quickly.

After successfully entering the city, the next time should find out where the Diao Chan is? This is a very important question, which directly affects whether Pan Feng can save Diao Chan. According to the normal order in history, it should be after Dong Zhuo's death. Diao Chan lived in Lv Bu's mansion and was accepted as his concubine. If you follow this rhythm, Diao Chan should be in Lv Bu's mansion, but after he came to this world rashly, he disrupted the rhythm.

Pan Feng dares to bet on other things with his later experience, but he dares not gamble on this matter, nor can he bet on it. Because he can't afford to lose...

Where is the better place to find out the news?

Pan Feng couldn't help raising such a question. Soon he measured it in his heart and found attention.

In this era, several places in the city are generally popular. One is a restaurant, one is a brothel, a house, and the other is a teahouse.

Everyone knows where to eat and drink. But relatives and friends usually go here. I'm afraid it's not so easy to talk to strangers and get some news.

Shartits and houses, not to mention men's paradise. However, ordinary people can't afford to go. It is a place where some children of families make a lot of money. The people who go will probably have sex and teaching, so they will be in the mood to chat with you.

The last one is the teahouse, which is a good place. A cup of tea is not expensive, and everyone can drink it. There are also women singing tiao songs, or some people say some interesting things. With the crisp tapping sound of the bamboo board, it was catchy. This may be the predecessor of later allegro and crosstalk!

Pan Feng went to the tailor's shop first and bought a green robe that was not gorgeous but looked quite simple. Although tea in the teahouse is not expensive, there are also many people who can go in. I'm afraid that Pan Feng called a flower like this, and she was kicked out by the clerk before she entered the teahouse. By the way, he also exchanged half a taels of silver in his hand for dozens of coins. If he took the silver in for tea, he would not scare the man.

This is like taking 100 yuan to the newsstand to buy a 50 cents newspaper, which sounds like: "High-end and elegant." If it doesn't sound good, it's: "Idiot shamelessly pretends to be a local tycoon."

Chang'an City is worthy of being a big city, and the decoration of this teahouse is quite exquisite. The room is very large, with long tables and square tables, benches and small stools, all of which are teahouses. The backyard can be seen through the window. Inside, the faint sandalwood fragrance filled the side, and the scattered sunlight was shot into the hollow carved windows.

As soon as Pan Feng walked in, a second child with a towel quickly greeted him.

"Hello, what would you like to drink?"

Pan Feng really doesn't have much research on tea. So he had to ask, "What kind of good tea do you have?"

"Objectively, better teas include West Lake Longjing, Huangshan Maofeng, Dongting Biluochun, Anxi Tieguanyin..." This shop is more famous than crosstalk.

Pan Feng waved his hand repeatedly, "That's it, stop it, stop it." He is afraid that the second child in this store will be endless, and he can't afford to hurt such a smooth oral work! Besides, his words attracted the attention of some people around him. This is not a good thing.

"That, just Huangshan tea, that."

The second child of the store was a little speechless and rolled his eyes at the same time. No one has seen it, and I really haven't seen this kind of tea that can't even be called by the name of tea.

"Objectively, Huangshan Maofeng costs ten dollars!" The second child of the store said hesitantly.

How can he not understand Pan Feng as a good young man in the 21st modern era? Isn't it just that you are wearing ordinary clothes and afraid that you can't afford to pay for tea? After all, ten yuan is not a small amount.

Pan Feng took out a little money from the inner bag of her clothes and quietly handed it to the small second-hand store. Pan Feng was not very comfortable with the wide cuffs, so she asked the tailor to pave it for processing. Designing the clothes into the narrow-mouth form advocated by King Zhao Wuling is much more convenient than a wide robe.

"My tea, hurry up."

When the second store saw that it was so objective and bold, he immediately smiled.

"Objectively, you can rest assured that your tea will be ready soon."

Then he opened his eyebrows and smiled and went to make tea for Pan Feng...