Although Zhang Xiu often went out to hunt, he never came back for so long. A lantern was lit in front of Zhang's house. Zou was wearing a plain look, looking around with a look of worry on his beautiful and unparalleled face.

There were female maids and old soldiers on the left and right.

After the sound of horse hooves gradually rose, Zou's face regained its usual elegance. Sure enough, Zhang Xiu took the lead, Hu Cheer followed him and more than ten men rushed towards the mansion.

"I'm late to come back, which makes my aunt worried." Zhang Xiu looked at Zou who was waiting at the door, and couldn't help but turn over and get off the horse, clasped his fists and said apologetically.

"It's good to come back, dinner is ready. Let me go and have dinner." Zou said lightly, then turned around and left gracefully.

"No." Zhang Xiu responded, turned around and winked at Hu Cheer, handed the horse to an old man who walked up, and walked in with Zou.

Hu Cheer understood and immediately joined the old soldiers to deal with the hunted prey. The weather is still hot now, and the prey will not be eaten until tomorrow.

I will have a full meal tonight and need to marinate if I can’t finish it.

Zou had the demeanor of a big wife. Although his face was plain and seemed to be lukewarm. As a junior, Zhang Xiu did not dare to act rashly.

After dinner, Zhang Xiu said goodbye to Zou. After receiving a response, he went back outside his room.

Hu Cheer drew the well water, took a cold shower, and then took off his clothes and went to bed.

As the saying goes, you need to make a blacksmith while it is hot. However, for Pang De, you need to boil a frog in warm water. This kind of relationship requires time.

Like mellow wine, the longer it is, the sweeter it is.

However, selling tiger skins and recruiting teenagers is an urgent task.

Early the next morning, after Zhang Xiu and Zou had breakfast in a normal state, they brought the tiger skin and left Zhang's house and headed to the market.

The right Fufeng, the left Feng Ling, the Jingzhao Yin, and the Sanfu, were also called the Sanfu. The place included the entire Guanzhong area. It was the capital area of ​​the Western Han Dynasty and the top priority.

Even in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Sanfu area was originally prosperous and lively. It was collectively called Sili with Hongnong County, Henan County, Henei County and Hedong County, and was the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

However, the Yellow Turban Wars and the Qiang people in the west occasionally raised troops from Liangzhou to attack the border, including Han people Ma Teng, Han Sui and others.

In the midst of chaos, the city was destroyed and the people were sharply reduced.

The market in Huaili City is no longer as lively as it used to be. However, the lean camel is bigger than a horse. When Zhang Xiu brought Hu Cheer and others to the market, there were also people coming and going, lively and noisy.

There were officials in the market. Zhang Xiu ordered Hu Cheer to pay the money before he was qualified to set up a stall. He had no other goods, so he took out the tiger skin and arranged it. He sat cross-legged on a black cloth, Jiang Taigong fished, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Tigers are the king of all beasts, and hunting tigers requires courage. It has been a long time since tiger skins appeared in the market in Huaili City, let alone such a complete tiger skin.

It immediately attracted the eyes of many people in the market, including some Hushang merchants in the Western Regions. Now it is not later generations. The Han Dynasty is the most prosperous and powerful country in the world.

Hu and merchants relied on the great man and sold silk.

"What a tiger skin. I guess, this tiger skin must have been shot into the eye socket by an arrow, otherwise it would not be so complete."

There was a man in his forties who knew everything very well. He bent down to check it out. He couldn't let go of it, but he also showed regret.

He can't afford this tiger skin.

"Why didn't you ejaculate in the abdomen?" someone asked curiously.

"If the tiger is shot in the abdomen, it will definitely be painful and move around randomly. The arrow inserted into his abdomen will inevitably make the wound bigger, and it will not be so complete here."

A man in his forties touched the white part on both sides of the tiger's skin, and the incision was very complete. This was the place where the knife was cut, not the place where the arrow was shot.

"That's really a magical arrow."

"It's more than just a magic arrow. You must know that the tiger is the king of all beasts. With a roar, hundreds of beasts will be able to make you clear. Someone can hold a bow and shoot arrows in front of the tiger, let alone a single arrow hitting the eye socket, which can be called a hero."

"I heard about something. I heard that yesterday, a group of people encountered a big tiger weighing three or four hundred pounds outside the city. They were shot and killed by General Zhang Ji and General Zhang's nephew. It was an arrow that hit the eye. Maybe it was this man."

Yesterday's rumors spread.

As the discussion arrived here, everyone's eyes were concentrated on Zhang Xiu, some of whom were amazed, some of whom shocked, and some of whom admired.

Facing the eyes of the people around him, Zhang Xiu was as steady as an old pine, with a calm expression.

A real man should not be silent and nameless. Since he has a reputation, he must not move like a mountain to become successful. Not being happy or not being surprised is the true nature of a hero.

It is human nature to watch the crowd, and as the news spreads more and more widely. Many people from the market came to watch Zhang Lang who shot the tiger, and for a while, the audience was like a pile of people.

Zhang Xiu couldn't help but frown. It didn't matter if he was watched, but it would be bad if it affected his business.

Just then, a loud voice rang out.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. Let me see the tiger skin." As the loud voice sounded, the crowd separated a road outside like a river water encountered a big ship.

A middle-aged man wearing a tall crown and a black robe walked over with two followers. The man looked squinting and thin, and did not look like a good person.

"It's Yan Gongcao."

After seeing this person, someone took a breath of air conditioning, and then the crowd of people was reduced by half immediately, and the scene became empty.

Zhang Xiu frowned, and he had also heard of Yan Gongcao.

Yan is the surname, Gongcao is an official position that records the merits and demerits of officials in the county, and holds real power.

Yan Gongcao's real name is Yan Song. He is a famous hero in Huaili City. Even his slaves can do things that are free to buy things.

If it were in a prosperous era, such a person would certainly not be able to do such a real official position as Gongcao. But now the world is in chaos, and the ten regular attendants are in power, and evil villains like Yan Song are naturally like fish in water.

"The Zhang family's Dalang is good at archery techniques, and this tiger skin is really complete. How to sell it?" Yan Song bent down in front of Zhang Xiu, stroked the tiger skin with love, and looked up and asked.

"Baijin." Zhang Xiu did not speak ill of harsh words, and said simply.

Yan Song frowned. Of course, this tiger skin is good, and it is not expensive for a hundred gold coins. But he doesn't want to pay for this money, but he wants this product.

As everyone knows, he had some connection with the Ten Constables, so he got the position of Gongcao in the county. If he could send this good tiger skin up there, he might be able to become a county magistrate.

Yan Song raised his head, looked at Zhang Xiu with a smile on his face, and said, "Zhang Family Dalang, you may not recognize me. I am Yan Song, the chief minister of the county. I once drank wine with your uncle."

"So what?" Zhang Xiu said lightly.

Yan Song was angry. I was so clear about everything. What kind of garlic is this kid pretending to be?

"I will make it clear to you. I'm going to settle this tiger skin, but I only pay ten gold." Yan Song sneered, and greeted back with his right hand. A follower took a purse for Yan Song. Yan Song still put the purse and wanted to take the purse away.

Hu Cheer and the boys all showed their anger. The wallet was so small, probably just like Yan Song said that ten golds were like ten golds. Ten golds actually wanted to buy a hundred golds of tiger skin, but he could make it.

But the other party was the county gongcao after all, and they were also the top figure in the county. They didn't dare to move for a moment, just looked at Zhang Xiu.

"Crack." Zhang Xiu didn't care about that much. He grabbed his right hand and pinched Yan Song's wrist like iron claws. With a click, the sound of bone cracks sounded.

Yan Song's face twitched in pain and cold sweat broke out.

"What are you doing? Let me go." Even so, he did not let go of the tiger skin on the ground. Seeing Yan Song doing this, the two followers behind him immediately came up, but were stopped by Hu Cheer and others.

Since the little husband took action, they can't take care of that much.

"One hundred golds are available, and the tiger skin is yours. Otherwise, let go of the tiger skin." Zhang Xiu's tiger eyes shone coldly and said in a cold voice.

"You bastard. I am the Gongcao of this county. Your uncle is always polite when he sees me. You dare to treat me like this."

Yan Song not only did not let go, but instead raised his head and said sternly, his squinting eyes full of resentment.

"So what? My uncle is my uncle, I am me." Zhang Xiu sneered, unmoved, and increased his right hand. Poor Yan Song was pampered and could not bear such torture. He shivered in pain, but he had not let go.

"This person is also weird." Zhang Xiu was a little surprised.

"I want this tiger skin today. What are you going to do?" Yan Song saw that Zhang Ji could not suppress Zhang Xiu even if he took it out, there was no good idea, but it was impossible for him to let go. He couldn't help but raise his head, looking like a hob.

With a "sonocclusive" sound, Zhang Xiuyi pulled out the big sword from her waist without fear, put the sword tip on Yan Song's neck, and even cut it in a little, causing some blood to come out.

"When encountering a robber, you will naturally have to kill it." Zhang Xiusenran said.

Yan Song was really scared this time. Since he became the Gongcao in the county, he had never encountered a ruthless character like Zhang Xiu. However, he was still lucky in his heart, raised his head and said with a stern look on his face: "Do you dare to kill me??? Kill the imperial officials? Your Zhang family must be buried with you?"

"So what? Don't you know that when a man gets angry, blood will splatter five steps? I'm just dying and trembling, and I will kill you."

After saying that, Zhang Xiu's hands really trembled. Yan Song's neck was cut a little open, and a lot of blood was flowing out.

Yan Song didn't expect that things would develop to this point, and the warm blood flowing from his neck made him feel cold both body and mind.

He shivered and put the tiger's skin on his back, and the crotch became wet. In just a moment, the smell of urine rose into the sky.

"Hahahaha. Coward. Get out of here." Zhang Xiu laughed loudly, kicked Yan Song in the chest, and then laughed at him.
Chapter completed!