It was the second day when Qian Fang woke up again.

He opened his eyes and felt very warm.

There was an iron stove in the room, and the kettle above was sizzling.

A man sat by the iron stove drinking tea. After hearing the movement, he looked up and saw Qian Fang was confused and asked, "Who are you?"

Qian Fang asked back: "Who are you?"

The man smiled and looked a little ferocious, "I dare to ask me, it's interesting. Someone is called Huang Chun, and this is the Mangshan Army."

Qian Fang's mind was spinning rapidly, "Mangshan Army?"

"That's right!" Huang Chun stood up, "Tell me your origin, otherwise... do you know how many people were buried near this village? Those spies kept coming to investigate the training of the Mangshan Army, and caught one and killed one, and buried them all in the surrounding fertile land. Which piece do you want to be rich?"

Qian Fang felt that he had fallen into the bandit's nest, and he said, "I'm called Qian Fang, a Fengqiu person..."

Huang Chun listened and after he finished speaking, he ordered: "Go and check!"

Someone outside responded and left immediately.

Qian Fang was then trapped in the village.

This village seems ordinary, but Qian Fang discovered something abnormal.

"No old man!"

He turned around and looked at the village soldier who followed him and asked, "Why are there no elderly people?"

The village soldier ignored him.

The women were chatting outside, the children were having a fuss, and there were a few children fighting in groups, and the women didn't care about it, which surprised Qian Fang very much.

After seeing that the children's fists and feet were arranged in an orderly manner, Qian Fang felt that he was still in a dream.

He felt that he might not be able to beat these children when he went up, so what would happen when they grew up?

At noon the next day, Huang Chun came again and said, "You can go back."

Qian Fang was happy when he heard this, and then said depressedly: "I don't have the shame to go back."

"Yeah!" Huang Chun looked at him with interest, "Now, Fengqiu County is talking about it, saying that you are arrogant and unwilling to beg for fear that you will starve to death in Bianliang City. Where do you want to starve to death? Someone asked you to take you there."

Qian Fang has eaten well in the past two days, and his face has become bloody. He heard this and said, "I want to join the army."

"Do you want to eat big fat meat?" Huang Chun smiled. "Mangshanjun's chef is a chef at the chef at Langjun's home. The food you cook can make people swallow your tongue. Are you trying to stay away?"

Seeing that he was smiling relaxed, Qian Fang suddenly felt blessed to his heart, "I am willing to enter the Mangshan Army."

"You?" Huang Chun looked at him and said, "It depends on what the husband means."

Qian Fang knew that Lang Jun was referring to Shen An, and he couldn't help but feel entangled.

The next morning, as soon as he got up, he heard cheers coming from outside.

"I've met Mr. Lang!"

Is Shen An coming?

Qian Fang quickly sorted out his clothes and walked out.

"Hu Laoliu, is your wife still hitting you?"

"Langjun, this is a rumor. How could she beat someone?"

"hehe!"

Qian Fang saw a man surrounded by everyone and stood up quickly.

Shen An walked up to him and asked, "Want to enter the Mangshan Army?"

"yes."

Qian Fang felt that he was very brave, but after seeing Shen An, he couldn't help but think of his achievements.

Wen is the master, and martial is the famous general.

Such a person is not comparable to him.

In front of Shen An, his arrogance disappeared without a trace, leaving only honesty.

"The Mangshan Army is not successful." Shen An said: "The Mangshan Army is all from Xiongzhou, and the number of people cannot be expanded, otherwise there will be trouble."

Qian Fang blurted out: "But are you afraid?"

Chen An looked at him and smiled, "I'm very keen, but I'm a little more angry. I heard you want to enter martial arts?"

"Yes." Chen An said that Shu was a little angry, which made Qian Fang a little annoyed.

When others say this, he will think it is a fart, but this is Chen An!

Chen An pondered for a moment, "Martial arts will have to wait until next year to recruit students, so... Brother Chun."

"Mr.." Huang Chun looked at Qian Fang with the look of your boy walking away, smiling happily.

He liked Qian Fang and felt that this person was very ruthless. If it weren't for the Mangshan Army, he would have really asked Chen An to collect Qian Fang.

Chen An said, "Leave him in the village, ask a brother to practice him on weekdays and teach some rules in the army."

Huang Chun responded, Chen An nodded slightly, and then walked away surrounded by them.

Qian Fang stood there blankly, Huang Chun smiled and said, "My husband hasn't been like this for a long time. You are lucky."

Qian Fang suddenly choked up, and Huang Chun said in surprise: "Why are you crying? Don't you want to?"

"Will!" Qian Fang wiped away his tears, "I was studying since I was a child and felt that I understood many things, but I could not be loved by the examiner when I turned into words, so I gradually wasted my time. I couldn't enter martial arts this time, so I wanted to break myself up at that time."

For him, it is better to die than to have no worries in this world.

"Fortunately, I got the care of Chen Longtu. I don't know how to repay this kindness. No one has ever treated someone so well in his life, someone..."

He squatted down and howled.

Several children ran over curiously, and when they saw him crying sadly, they pouted, "I'm not ashamed!"

Huang Chun knew this feeling. After Chen Bian disappeared, he and his brothers had nowhere to stay, so he finally ran to the Liao Kingdom to hunt grass valley.

That kind of helplessness!

Now he still feels desolate when he thinks about it.

But he has no money and is so sentimental, he will not cry.

Seeing that there were no people around, Huang Chun coughed dryly, "You will remember your husband from now on."

"Yes." Qian Fang said: "Chenlongtu has recreated his grace to someone, and he will follow him in the future."

This is Langjun's follower.

Huang Chun was happy and said, "This is a good thing. I'll get some wine and food so late and start practicing tomorrow. I told you that you can practice here for a while and you will register next year to ensure that you can rank among the top."

Huang Chunmenqing, the martial arts recruitment program, was far less intense than that of the Mangshan Army, so he was full of confidence.

...

It was cold and Xuzhou seemed a little lazy everywhere.

The sky in Pengcheng is a bit gloomy.

Shen Jian and a few servants stood by the roadside, smiling and waiting for something.

When he saw a long cart coming slowly, Shen Jian smiled and said, "Yanzhou has suffered a locust plague this year. Although it was destroyed, the court also allocated money and grain, but the price of grain has still increased a lot. It is not bad for our family to get this batch of rice this time. At least we can make a fortune at the end of the year, and next year's life will be easier."

The servant next to him said, "Mr. Wang, Fan Hu sold this batch of rice for us at a low price this time, saying that he was a good relationship with the Shen family. The villain saw that he was staring at the one in Bianliang... but that man said that he was Shen in Xiongzhou and reopened a branch, but it was difficult to talk to him."

When Shen Jian mentioned this, he felt a little depressed, "Dad said that since he refused to recognize Xuzhou Chen, then don't recognize him. We won't ask for help."

The servant smiled bitterly and said, "What a pity."

"Fan Hu is here." A white and fat man came across from him. In such a cold day, he could still see oil on his face.

The two met and greeted each other. Fan Hu turned around and pointed at the convoy and said, "Shen Dalang, come and inspect the goods."

Shen Jian smiled and said, "It was originally necessary to test it, but... come and go and have a look."

Several servants went over and found a big cart, unpacked the sack, and saw that it was full of rice.

It was fine to open more than ten bags in a row. Shen Jian smiled and said, "Okay, okay, wait and take the food back, and I and Mr. Fan went to have a drink."

A meal takes less than half an hour. If so much time is enough for these rice to enter the warehouse, any problems will be discovered.

As he said that, he took out a big bag and handed it over.

"This is the final 820 stakes, and the fan is outside the room."

"The Shen family has been doing grain trading in Xuzhou for many years, how could he not believe it? He just didn't have the opportunity to do business with the Shen family, but now..." Fan Hu laughed while pretending to open the bag and glanced at the banknotes inside, and then his smile became even more intense.

He handed the wallet to the entourage behind him, pulled Shen Jian away, "Today, I treat you, Mr. Shen, don't argue with me, otherwise I will not give you face..."

"I am a landlord, how can I let you treat you?"

Shen Jian just shook his head.

The two gradually moved away, and the convoy slowly headed west to the city.
To be continued...