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

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's face instantly became serious, and he said,

"How can one or two gold be enough? At least one or two half!"

Just rushing those classics, they are all worth the price.

Even if Zhao Lang has a system, he cannot become an agronomy expert out of thin air.

Now that the potato planting is imminent, he has all these talents.

"Hmph, count you acquainted."

Ji Wushuang nodded in satisfaction this time.

Suddenly she came to her senses,

"By the way, why did you call me Xiao Bailian just now?"

Zhao Lang was stunned. Damn it, he just shouted out what was in his heart.

If she knew what she meant, wouldn't she cut herself alive?

So he threw out the three consecutive denials and said,

"No, no, you heard it wrong."

Ji Wushuang frowned and said,

"No, I've been very smart since I was a child, and I can never hear it wrong. Are you talking bad about me?"

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Zhao Lang changed his expression and said seriously,

"That's right, I do call you Xiao Bailian, because in my heart, you don't ask for anything in return, but go to relief the victims."

"Character is as pure as a white lotus!"

"That's why I said this, I was abrupt."

These remarks made Ji Wushuang lose his senses, and his face was even more crimson, and he said to himself,

"Am I really that good?"

Then, with a bit of self-reproach, he said,

"But I screwed up this time."

Zhao Lang returned silently in his heart, you really screwed things up, let's have a snack next time.

Of course, this can never be said.

Just a perfunctory reassurance,

"It's not your fault either."

"I made a decision!"

Ji Wushuang suddenly said loudly, startling Zhao Lang, saying,

"Don't be surprised, you've rested all night."

"What did you decide?"

Ji Wushuang returned,

"I have decided on the name of my future walking in the rivers and lakes!"

"It's called White Lotus!"

Hearing the name, Zhao Lang instantly narrowed his eyes and looked at each other.

Ji Wushuang was a little embarrassed to see, and said,

"I know I'm not worthy of this title yet, but I'll try my best!"

Zhao Lang clicked his lips and said,

"You have to believe in yourself, I think you are quite worthy."

Then he added in a low voice,

"Just don't be a bitch."

Fortunately, Ji Wushuang had a new name, so he was quite happy and didn't care what he said.

No sleep for one night.

Zhao Lang called death in front of him before the sky was completely bright.

"You first run back to Zhuangzi to report the letter, and ask Uncle Fu and the others to send an ox cart."

There are so many of them, all of them are old and weak, and they are still very eye-catching when they walk on the straight road.

"Yes, master."

Go to hell, just leave the matter here to the big dog, and then run back by himself.

Zhao Lang looked at Zhuangzi's quiet surroundings, thinking in his heart,

Qin Jun, who had taken the initiative to deal with the aftermath he met before, made a lot of noise this time.

Even if this village is a bit remote, it will not be unresponsive.

Could it be that Dad's private salt business has grown so big?

This is around Xianyang.

"It seems that my cheap dad has something to hide from me."

I can only wait for my father to come back and ask again.

When the sun came out, Die appeared in front of him with several bullock carts.

All the way back to the village.

Some have dozens of children, and Faber is busy again.

Even Zhao Lang smiled bitterly. If his family wasn't rich, he wouldn't dare to do this.

"Sir, everything has settled down there."