Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

Hu Hai showed a trace of tyranny on his face at this time, and said,

"If that's the case, let's all do what we can!"

"Brother Lang! I'll pay you 3000 taels!"

Zhao Lang saw the conflict between the two clearly.

Although the other party said vaguely, he could roughly guess what was going on.

It is also a vulgar fight for family property. Brothers turn against each other for family property. It is not uncommon after 2000.

But he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​persuasion.

The harder the two fought, the happier he was.

Soon, the price reached 5000 taels, and Zhao Lang was already smiling so hard that his eyes narrowed.

"Brother, 5000 taels should be your limit."

Young Master Gao looked at Hu Hai who was blushing and said.

"You don't have to worry about it, brother."

Hu Hai said with a bit of ruthlessness.

Young Master Gao said again at this time,

"I gave 6000 taels."

Suddenly, Hu Hai's face showed a hint of ashes, and what the son Gao said was right.

5000 taels of gold is his limit.

As a prince, he is actually not as rich as others think.

"6000 taels, is there anything higher than 6000 taels?"

Zhao Lang shouted loudly, and after waiting for a while no one answered, he said with a bit of regret,

"Congratulations to Mr. Gao! The naming rights are yours!"

Zhao Lang walked in front of Young Master Gao and said with a smile,

"I don't know when Young Master Gao is going to pay."

Young Master Gao looked at Zhao Lang's philistine look, and couldn't help but underestimate him.

In the end, he is just a little boy from a farm. Even if he has some ability, his vision is always narrow.

Make a cloudless look and say,

"Don't worry, Young Master Lang, within three days, I will definitely deliver the gold."

Zhao Lang immediately smiled and said,

"That's fine, that's fine."

Hu Hai on the side said with a bit of sourness,

"Brother Lang, it's too easy for you to earn 6000 taels of gold."

Others were slightly red-eyed.

Zhao Lang still knows the heart-warming truth of wealth and silk.

Brothers can turn against each other, it would be strange if these second-generations have no ideas in their hearts.

So, Zhao Lang's face changed, and he said,

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just selling it for you, and the money belongs to the farmer!"

Of course, if you are the head of the farm, you don't need to tell others.

At this time, Ji Wushuang also snorted coldly and said,

"Who dares to have any crooked thoughts! Let's see if the farmers in the world will answer!"

Suddenly, everyone put away their little thoughts.

Although the farm family has been weakened a lot recently, it is not something that any family can afford.

After all his worries were relieved, Zhao Lang directly announced the dismissal of the get out of class.

Everyone also took action, some went to Wangcai to buy the production method, and some sent people back to report.

For a while, many fast horses left the village.

One of them was extremely anxious, heading towards the direction of Qin Shihuang's northern tour.

Young Master Gao directly used his power as a prince and used the emergency report!

As a result, [-] hurried horses appeared on the straight again.

Just when Zhao Lang was thinking about how to spend the money, Kong Jia came over with a serious face.

He looked at Ji Wushuang and the others on the side, and said in a low voice,

"Lang'er, you come with me."

"is teacher."

Zhao Lang gave Ji Wushuang a look, then followed Kong Jia away.

After the two of them left, Ji Wushuang said to Mr. Tian who was studying the curved plough,

"Old Tian, ​​don't you really need to tell Zhao Lang the news that Kong Jia is the head of Confucianism... the leader?"

Elder Tian touched the Quyuan plow, his face was full of relief, and when he heard Ji Wushuang's words, he returned lightly,

"There are only a few of us by the leader's side. We are alone and weak, and it is the time when we need support."

"With Confucianism as a strong backer, the leader's future will be more stable."

At this time, Xu Yue frowned and said,

"But in this way, isn't our farm family inferior?"

Tian Lao sighed, looked at Xu Yue and said,