He Lingchuan rode his horse northward in the autumn wind.

On both sides of the open official road are harvested rice fields, extending to the horizon. Before the rice stems were tied up, they stood straight in the fields, full of thorns.

The sound of horse hooves came, alarming groups of birds that were scattering the ground and picking the valley.

The fragrance of rice green is still floating in the wind, and it smells of a good harvest no matter how you smell it.

There were several fields where farmers worked hard and waved to him when they saw him passing by:

"General He!"

Along the way, there are more and more people.

Especially when you approach Panlong City, the situation on the official road is so busy that no caravan can go fast, so you have to follow it.

However, when General Tiger Wings led his team back, everyone consciously leaned against the side and let the army pass first.

He Lingchuan first went to the official office to register, complete some procedures, and then went to the Bosing Office to pick a few exercises.

I met countless acquaintances, and everyone greeted him with a smile.

Zhong Shengguang was meeting with the delegation all day today. It is said that he would have to have dinner with foreign guests at night, so he didn't have time to see him. So He Lingchuan turned his steps and went to Shuming Academy first.

It was almost dark at this time, and the street lights were just around the corner. Two pairs of oversized lanterns were replaced by the entrance of Shufei Academy, which just reflected the black dragon totem on the wall, which was particularly majestic and majestic.

Now the horn on the dragon head has grown longer, and the second pair of branches has begun to show its clues.

He entered the school palace, which was still very quiet for the time being. When he looked up, he saw the waning moon hanging on the sparse tung trees, the wind blows the trees and the whispers of autumn insects, which made him feel a unique artistic conception.

But this peace will only last until after supper.

Because Shufei School also has classes at night, mainly for adults. He Lingchuan has seen the scene of night get out of class here, and it is no less than that during the day!

At this time, Master Sun must have not returned yet.

Sure enough, he had just turned two corners and before he could reach the library, he heard Sun Fuling's voice coming from behind the Yuanyue Gate:

"...The classroom is easy to solve. Renting a private house is OK, but the staff of the teaching staff is too far apart!"

Another master said: "Oh, how could the number of freshmen enrolled in this autumn suddenly soar?"

"Did you forget? This year Panlong City has recruited seven new tribes, and several major families in the north..."

Before Master Sun could finish his words, He Lingchuan heard a small sound of breaking through the air. As soon as he looked up, a stone jumped over the wall and jumped into him.

He held the stone in his hand, and the Master asked behind the wall: "Who is hiding there?"

"Report to Master." He Lingchuan poked his head out of the door and raised his left hand, "Don't move, it's me!"

The other master smiled when he saw him, said hello to He Lingchuan and quickly fled, not to be annoying here.

Sun Fuling looked at him and said with a smile: "You just came back? Why are you so dark? It's like a row of white teeth floating in the sky!"

"The sun in the south is poisonous. As long as you dry for a few days, you will be dried into ancient soy sauce." He Lingchuan naturally took the thick stack of books in her hand, "I haven't seen you for a month, and the Master is even whiter."

Master Sun gave him a blank look: "I'm just happy about being pampered, right?"

"You have worked until this time, can you have some connection with the luxury of your family?" Shufei's overtime salary was not high, and He Lingchuan complained for her, "We are both tired. Let's find a place to sacrifice to the Wudian Temple!"

He was almost starving to death.

After finding the class and throwing the book down, he and his master held hands and went shopping.

After not coming back forty or fifty days, a new shop was opened in Panlong City.

Sun Fuling took him to the "Ushii Restaurant". The name sounds ordinary, but the moon is windy in Panlong City. Every time it is dinner time, it is hard to get a table, so you can queue up by number.

He Lingchuan, the owner of this restaurant, also recognized it as the fat white man who rented his shop, the owner of Yunzhen Island.

After Panlong City's economy was booming, although the business competition became more intense, the fat man was still in a state of water and became more and more prosperous.

Of course, He Lingchuan also heard about it. He raised a big banner to the outside world and said that General Tiger Wing was his regular visitor.

He Lingchuan has long been a celebrity in Panlong City. Even he likes to eat it, can the taste be bad?

They came late and saw a long queue outside the restaurant. He Lingchuan didn't want to find connections and turned around to leave. However, the guy inside was very vicious. Not only did he see him, he also raised his qi and said hello:

"General Tiger Wings is here!"

The guests upstairs and downstairs heard this and looked up. They were a little familiar, and they smiled and waved to him to say hello.

At this time, He Lingchuan was not easy to run away and had to go forward: "The business is so good, there is no seat, right?"

"Yes, yes!" The guy spoke, and someone answered, "At any time General Tiger Wings comes, there will be a location in the umami restaurant!"

He Lingchuan didn't have to turn around and knew that it was the fat white man himself who came.

This guy's waist was a circle bigger than five years ago, and the flesh on his cheeks trembled a little when he walked.

"I don't like to go to the line, I'll come back another day."

The fat white man shook his head: "No need to go to the line, my house holds a banquet for you! I usually don't accept guests in my own house."

He was very smart and knew that General Tiger Wing didn't like showing off his privileges. So he emphasized "his own room".

My own house does not receive diners, so it does not prevent others from eating. Is it considered privilege? It is considered, but it is not that special.

At this point, Master Sun looked at him again, and He Lingchuan couldn't refuse: "Okay, lead the way."

The fat white man happily led the two of them back, and indeed passed through the front hall of the restaurant to Yashe in the back row.

This place has only been newly opened for more than a month. When He Lingchuan walked in, he realized that the two elegant houses in the back row and the front hall were separated by a kitchen and two clusters of bamboo, making it quiet in a mess. It was reserved for heavyweight guests. Ordinary guests did not know that the umami restaurant and the elegant room were even.

He Lingchuan smiled and said, "Looking at your outfit, you will know that your business is getting bigger and bigger."

"Oh, this is all done by smoking oil smoke." The fat white man looked bitter.

Sun Fuling joked: "Isn't it good to have many customers? You're full of seats here."

To be honest, during the period when Panlong City attacked Xianyou and confronted Beijia, there were fewer business travelers and foreign trade shrank significantly. Businessmen looked at expectations and wanted stability. At that time, neither of them was very good.

However, later the Red General beat Xianyou up and took the right to travel to the northwest passage. Beijia also withdrew his troops. He was about to be thunderous, but suddenly it turned into a gentle breeze and drizzle.

Everyone saw that Panlong City is amazing, Bega can do nothing to you.

As a result, the commercial route of Panlong City was further broadened.
Chapter completed!