There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

The Tao merchant raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Turtle skills, staying at home every day and not going out, is like an old turtle in meditation. Is his old man's magical skills almost reaching the level of perfection?"

Diao Chan clenched her fist and lightly beat the potter.

"Nonsense again."

Tao Shang smiled and stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, and said helplessly: "If you hold back at home like this every day, something will happen. Teacher Huangfu, I still meet him every now and then, but your adoptive father, I seem to be It must have been a few months since I watched it? He is old, and staying at home like this every day is not good for his health. "

Diao Chan withdrew her hand from the potter's palm, sighed quietly, and said, "Actually, I have persuaded him, but the adoptive father just refused to listen, saying that I don't understand his worries...he is now Apart from eating, even shutting myself in the study, let alone you, even if I want to see him now, it is not so easy."

The pottery merchant frowned involuntarily.

This old man, isn't he hiding in the study every day to read pornographic books?

At such an advanced age, do you want to go back to basics and play so excitingly?

Pure otaku behavior... how harmful it is to the body.

Otherwise, one day Tao would invent a little shower gel and send it to the old man's study to use?

Seeing that the pottery merchant was thoughtful and did not speak, Diaochan sighed faintly, and continued, "Zidu, I think foster father is still thinking about Ximian..."

The pottery merchant smiled and said, "You're thinking about the emperor of Chang'an in the west, aren't you?"

Diao Chan nodded slowly, her mouth full of resentment: "Except for the matter of the Son of Heaven and Dong Zhuo, I'm afraid there is nothing that can make my foster father so anxious. I'm really afraid that he won't be able to bear it if this continues."

The pottery merchant also showed a melancholy expression, and said: "Wang Situ is true, why bother to worry about the affairs of Chang'an every day, not only is it a waste of time and effort, but getting angry can easily shorten your lifespan... But It's my fault that I didn't set up some entertainment items in Jinling City to distract Wang Situ."

Speaking of this, the pottery merchant paused for a moment, pointed to the branch of the Qinhuai River in front of him, and said with a smile: "In the future, Tao will set up a hundred painting boats on this river, all of which will be greeted and sent. That kind, just for Wang Situ's entertainment! It also saves him Tianmao to read small books in the study."

Diao Chan was very curious upon hearing this.

"Painted boat... what is it? What does it do?"

The pottery merchant chuckled and whispered a few words in her ear.

Seeing that Diao Chan's face turned red suddenly, she raised her hand to pinch the potter, pouted and said, "You're not serious! My adoptive father is so old...you let him...you let him go to that kind of The place...his body can't bear it."

When the potter heard this, a black line suddenly appeared on his head.

Sister Diaochan, why do I feel that you are also quite dirty.

Dirty?

Thinking of this, the potter suddenly felt blessed, and a wave of heat rose in his heart.

He looked around, but saw no one in the quiet riverside wilderness, and a little dirty thought suddenly came to his mind.

Since the baby came to this era, it seems that he has never talked about meat.

The pottery merchant put on a prodigal face, grinning and leaning towards Diao Chan, while stretching out his arms to wrap her arms around her waist like a water snake, he said with a grin: "Little demon girl, can you see if my body is edible or not?" Xiao? Is it a rather strong one? I am very young!"

While speaking, he stretched his other hand towards Diao Chan's chest.

Diao Chan's face turned red all of a sudden.

In an instant, she already understood what the pottery merchant wanted to do.

He was both shy and somewhat expectant and said to the pottery merchant: "You, you are like this, I'm going to call someone..."

Diao Chan's refusal to return made the potter's breathing even heavier.

Everyone is so familiar, lonely men and widows are like firewood... Can some things be done in advance?

The beautiful scenery of the Qinhuai River, the landscape and customs, in such a beautiful environment, how about using the sky as a cover and the earth as a bed, and settle the matter between two people on the spot?

Thinking of this, the potter's eyes lit up.

He breathed heavily, and immediately put his mouth towards Diao Chan.

"Mr. Tao Mansion!"

A loud shout sounded not far behind, but it was Pei Qian who rushed towards the pottery merchant in a hurry, startling both Diao Chan and the pottery merchant.

Diao Chan hurriedly broke free from the potter's clutches, blushing and moved to the other side.

The pottery merchant took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Pei Qian behind him with a bad expression.

Pei Qian was also a little dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the pottery merchant, observing his and Diao Chan's expressions back and forth, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have ruined the prefect's good deed just now.

Breaking the rhythm of the protagonist's pursuit of girls, what kind of crime is this?

Looking at the potter's gloomy face, the sweat dripped down Pei Qian's forehead.

It seems that for a long time in the future, I am afraid that I will not be able to stop.

The potter straightened his clothes and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Fujun, Lieutenant Diannong sent someone to invite you back to the mansion, saying that he has something important to discuss with you."

The pottery merchant heaved a long sigh, and turned his head to look at Diao Chan with a look of reluctance.

"I'll eat it next time."

Diao Chan's face was flushed, and she "hummed" at him, but it was obvious that she didn't repel him much.

The potter stood up and walked towards the city, followed by Pei Qian.

The pottery merchant stood still, looked back at Pei Qian who was following him in amazement, and said strangely: "You didn't jump into the river to kill yourself, what are you doing with me? Are you really waiting for me to go back to the mansion to find a reason to kill you?"

Pei Qian was about to cry when he heard that.

"Your Majesty, it's such a big deal, isn't it? I know I'm wrong, can't I?"

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After sending Diao Chan back to her residence, the potter and Pei Qian returned to the sheriff's mansion, but Chen Deng had been waiting for the potter in the main hall for a long time.

"Your Majesty, the Huaipu Salt Mine is producing a lot this month." Chen Deng smiled and presented a statement of accounts to the potter, and reported to the pottery with a happy face: "Today's Danyang County, because of this salt The mine has become a land of abundance. As expected, once this batch of salt is sold to other prefectures, the treasury of my Danyang County will be filled, and it will rank first among the counties in the world... Your Majesty really sees it With so much knowledge, Deng really didn't expect that this salt mine is so abundant, and the salt inside seems to be endless."

The potter secretly thought that it would be a ghost if the digging was completed. Huaipu has the largest salt reserve in the world. If it is really dug up...how heavy is the mouth of the people of the Han Dynasty?The whole thing is dying of thirst.

"Yuanlong came to me for the sale of sweat salt?"

Chen Deng nodded heavily, and said: "In our Danyang County or Xuzhou, salt and iron are monopolized by the government. This matter is easy, but selling to other counties requires the permission of the local governor or county guard. Second, we also need a formal official channel to conduct business with the local area.”