What kind of logic was this?
What else could he say?
However, he knew that the old village chief was doing this for his own good and was afraid that he would be led astray. Although he felt warm in his heart, Zhang Feng still couldn't stand it.
He quickly pressed the old village chief onto the stool and said, "Old village chief! I know your good intentions. Look at the paper mill. Under your leadership, it has become the only source of income for our academy. However, basketball is different. Do you know about the Mid- Autumn Hunt? "
"Mid- Autumn Hunt?"
The old village chief narrowed his eyes.
"I do know a little about this old man … But now that I think about it, it seems that the Mid- Autumn Hunt has already started. That guy, that scene is simply …"
Zhang Feng's face stiffened. He hurriedly interrupted the old village chief's recollection and said, "Didn't the higher-ups order us to participate in the Mid- Autumn Hunt?"
"What?"
"The Emperor ordered you to participate in the Mid- Autumn Hunt?"
The old village chief exploded.
He stood up from the stool with a loud thud.
The Mid- Autumn Hunt!
It wasn't something that ordinary people could participate in.
Usually, only the nobles, the Ministry of Works, the Ministry of Appointments, and even the Emperor would participate in this grand event.
Those who were qualified to participate in the Mid- Autumn Hunt were usually from the Imperial College. Now that the old village chief thought about it carefully, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "Could it be that … our White Deer College is also qualified?"
Seeing Zhang Feng nod, the old village chief immediately became excited.
In an instant, the old village chief excitedly walked around the tavern with his walking stick. A moment later, the old village chief was about to run out.
Zhang Feng was so scared that he hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Where are you going now?"
"What can I do? It's such a big event. We have to go back to Xiao Mountain and tell the people in the streets so that we can buy some firecrackers to set off! "
"…"
Zhang Feng was speechless.
"Alright, alright, alright. Just calm down a little. I'm worried about this matter! You said that people usually prepare for the Mid- Autumn Hunt, but you also know that White Deer College was only established this year. Who would have thought that we would participate? Moreover, the preparation time is ten days from now. No, not counting today, there are still nine days left! "
The old village chief cracked his fingers and couldn't help but feel anxious.
Nine more days.
This …
Zhang Feng said, "Not being prepared is secondary. The main problem is that we can't find a Cuju team or anything else! However, if we don't participate in this Mid- Autumn Hunt and offend the Emperor, the entire Academy will lose the qualification to participate in the imperial examinations three years later. So, do you think I'm anxious? "
"Then … you made this basketball for this?"
"Yeah! Otherwise, why would I come down here when I was perfectly fine on the mountain? "
When the old village chief heard that, he became anxious.
Wasn't the purpose of establishing an academy for the imperial examinations?
Putting aside whether he could participate in the imperial examinations, if he offended those high-ranking officials, who knew what kind of high hat Fengzi would put on him. The old village chief couldn't help but be so anxious that his voice changed.
"Then, Fengzi, you, you, you, what are your plans?"
"It wasn't easy for a golden phoenix like you to appear in Tonghui Lane. This …"
"Don't be anxious. Aren't we letting Niu Pi Huang make that thing? As long as he makes it, I'm confident that I'll win the Mid- Autumn Hunt in nine days! "
"Really?"
The old village chief was overjoyed.
Seeing Zhang Feng nod his head.
The old village chief couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Then the rumors in Chang 'an, saying that this ball …"
"It was made by this boy!"
"Only this way can we attract the attention of those high-ranking officials! Otherwise, with only nine days' time, what do you think we can use to fight with them? You know about the Imperial College, right? "
Zhang Feng directly made the old village chief confused.
At this moment, he couldn't help but be startled.
He knew that civilians didn't fight with officials. Most importantly, if they didn't do well during the Mid- Autumn Hunt, they would lose their heads.
After thinking about it, the old village chief hurriedly pulled Zhang Feng and ran out.
"Let's go, this is such an important matter. You don't have to worry about leaving it to that b * stard? Even if you give him a year or ten years, that idiot can't make it. Let's go and take a look. If it doesn't work, let's go find someone for you. If it doesn't work, I'll throw away my old face and go beg Mr. Bo Shi. "
Zhang Feng asked in surprise, "Why? You can't make Niu Pi Huang?"
This was really beyond his expectations.
The old village chief sighed and said, "What kind of brain does he have? How can a pig brain compare to you? This is such an important matter. Aren't you afraid that he will mess it up? "
When Zhang Feng heard this, he couldn't help but nod his head.
However, Zhang Feng hurriedly stopped the old village chief. "Old village chief, I have a very important matter for you now. You must prepare it now. Otherwise, we will all be beheaded when the time comes!"
When the old village chief heard this, his hand trembled and the walking stick that was poking the door fell to the ground.
"What is it?"
"Go back now and tell your son to find a few honest men to squat at the brewery for me. Other than the three elders, no one else is allowed to enter. Also, I, Feng Zi, will pay for their food and wages. Don't ask me why. Anyway, there are things that are more important to me than my life."
"Also, I plan to let the Mid- Autumn Hunt people come to our school for a meal during the Mid- Autumn Hunt. So, I'll have to trouble you to help me arrange it!"
When the old village chief heard this, he raised his hand and was about to hit him. However, in the end, his hand turned into a finger and pointed at Zhang Feng's forehead. He lamented, "Hey, prodigal! This … how much money will it cost? "
"…"
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