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When pa.s.sing through the Majiamen, Zhang Xiaofan was envious. St.u.r.dy and beautiful blue brick walls, the roof is covered with glazed tiles, and the door is also very stylish, with two jade carvings in the town hall.
Because Ma Dashan people especially love money, the legend can only gather wealth, but can't enter.
The door, custode by the leather armor guard, he waist is wearing a big knife, it is very powerful.
The entrance to the gate is the front yard. It is faintly visible that the layout is beautiful and a building is endless. Less said there are also hundreds of rooms.
It is said that the back garden of the Ma family is comparable to the royal garden, the pavilion pavilion, the rockery and fish pond, everything.
Even if just standing outside, Zhang Xiaofan can still feel Ma's home is heavily guarded.
Rich people like them pay a lot of attention to safety.
Look at the whole building, faintly like a fortress, you know.
"Before long, we Zhang's will rise up too! Even more than Ma's!" Zhang xiaofan set a new target to oneself silently.
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Walking on the avenue leading to the county, he walked as fast as he could.
Promotion for the source of Wu, is not the same.
The Dantian can absorb the source of force at all times, and has the strength to never end.
Now it is repaired, but he has not learned the source martial arts. It is equivalent to an empty and powerful man.
The only moves he could use were the simplest straight punch, kick, or hack with a knife.
Far less than the original martial arts.
Because every move of the source martial arts is tempered, it is very subtle. The skills of the force, the steps of attack and kill, as well as the application of the source force, the outbreak, etc., are very professional.
It is no exaggeration to say that learning the source of martial arts, Zhang Xiaofan's combat power can be increased by at least three to five times.
Occasionally there will be a carriage pa.s.sing by, these are rich people, not rich and expensive.
There are also some people who are less expensive and ride on horses.
Whit money can enjoy everything.
Zhang Xiaofan dreamed of becoming a human being and living a n.o.ble and decent life. Rather than being the bottom of society, as it is now, even food and clothing are a problem.
On the way, he consciously walks while practicing.
The other four source forces have not yet coalesce into a vortex of source forces, which can only be practiced by sitting still. Only Jinyuan power, even when walking, also can cultivate it.
After two and a half hours, Zhang Xiaofan walked nearly a hundred miles, the soles were almost worn out, and finally arrived outside the county.
The st.u.r.dy city wall is more than ten meters high, with arrow holes and city walls. There is a moat outside the city wall. A turret was erected about ten meters from the wall. If there are enemies or source beasts, they will immediately exert a huge lethality.
At the gate there was a long line of people waiting to enter.
According to the regulations, civilians are required to pay 50 copper coins per person to enter the city. A n.o.bleman with a knighthood can enjoy privileges and enter the city for free. And there is a special green channel, you don't have to wait in line.
Being able to be a n.o.bleman is still quite good.
Zhang Xiaofan, is standing in line behind, is also more eager for the ident.i.ty of the n.o.bility.
Fortunately, this wish will soon be realized.
"Why, why are there so many people around?" Zhang Xiaofan found that many people were watching around the city gate where posters and placards were posted.
It seems that it is related to the gra.s.s. They also mentioned the words 'treatment' and 'reward'.
Zhang Xiaofan felt curious and squeezed in on the spot.
It turned out that someone had put up a reward poster, saying that it was a kind of gra.s.s with the attribute of fire. For some reason, it suddenly began to wither. A lot of ideas are not good.
Now they look for someone who can help.
If you can cure the gra.s.s, you are willing to pay 50 gold coins.
Such a high reward is very attractive.
No wonder it attracts so many onlookers. It's just that no one has come forward to unveil the list.
There are many powerful source farmers in the city, if this plant lingcao so easy to treat, they are afraid of early action. The owner of lingcao, do not need to come out to post the list.
The bounty is tempting, but without the skill, the sacred gra.s.s whould be dead, it is not a joke.
Even the worst first-cla.s.s gra.s.s, the price is more than one hundred gold coins.
If you are a little careless, you have to pay for it.
Zhang Xiaofan read the poster and was very exited.
He wants to buy one acre of spiritual field, need at least 1000 gold pieces. Cure a gra.s.s, immediately get 50 gold COINS reward. More than your parents ever earned in their whole life.
"Done!"
Zhang Xiaofan is a country boy with a large amount of iron.
Without another word, he took off the inscription and took it in his hand.
At this time, a young man in grey shirt who was standing nearby stared at zhang xiaofan and looked at him for two times. Dressed as a domestic servant, the man must have been a servant of the family of the inscription owner.
"Nature sees it! Zhang Xiaofan's face was serious."
"In that case, please follow me! But let's face it, if you can't cure it, you might lose money. My host that plant lingcao, has looked for the county's most famous piaoyuan nong. Others are level 4 source farmers, and is particularly good at fire herbs. Even he has no way to cure."
Although the grey shirt servant did not clearly doubt Zhang Xiaofan's strength, but the face of contempt expression, and cold tone, enough to explain everything.
He, too, is doing his master's bidding.
If he went out to put up the placard, he would surely be scolded by his master if he brought back a weak man.
Can a young man dressed up in the countryside be more powerful than Park Won nong?
The grey shirt servant also is to let Zhang Xiaofan give in to difficulty intentionally.
"Lead the way!"
Zhang Xiaofan also does not explain, let the other side lead the way directly.
The grey shirt servant took him directly to the city through the green pa.s.sage, but the guards did not stop him. They did not ask Zhang Xiaofan for money.
The master of the grey shirt servant, it seemed, was a great man.
Of course, this is just Zhang Xiaofan's guess.
The interest battle inside the county seat is more intense, the relation dish is mixed. It is also possible that the master of the grey shirt servant was familiar with the city guards, so they would sell him face.
The list was unveiled, eliminating the need for queuing and saving 50 yuan of copper coins into the city.
Zhang Xiaofan felt very happy.
It is also the first time to enjoy the wonderful taste of privilege.
Those who lined up long lines all cast envious eyes on Zhang Xiaofan.
After entering the city, the servant in grey clothes prepared a carriage and reluctantly invited Zhang Xiaofan to sit on it. He ran to the front of Zhang Xiaofan.
After a quarter of an hour or so the carriage stopped.
"Here we are!" The cold voice of the grey shirt servant sounded. "Haven't you asked my little brother his name?"
"Zhang Xiaofan!"
After Zhang Xiaofan got off the carriage, he looked around the environment. There is a quadrangle courtyard with beautiful scenery and elegant layout.
You can see that the owner of the yard is a gentle man. Very concerned on quality of life.
It would be nice to have a small house in the county. This person actually owns a courtyard house, which must belong to the level of the rich.