"Millets, sell millets, beans, millets, half a round of coins, three in one round!"

"Boil water, boiling water, half a circle of people, drink until they are full!"

The crowds of people who come and go gave birth to the Wei Dynasty's business, including food, clothing, housing and transportation. Whether it is traveling or engaging in business, they set up stalls on the streets and started selling along the streets.

People come and go, and in the streets and alleys, people talk and gesture, making one order after another.

“Shop, this!

Not that, it’s this, the big one!

Yes, three!"

Zhao Zheng was born in Zhao State and only spoke Zhao State's official language and nobles' elegant language. Zhao State's official language is the dialect of Zhao State, and elegant language is the common language among the nobles in the world.

Recently, under Wang Xuebin's guidance, he learned the slang of Qin, and he could not understand the slang of Wei.

The vendors in Wei State did not know other foreign languages, and the communication between the two was very lively!

Under Zhao Zheng's busy gesture, the vendor finally understood what Zhao Zheng meant, wrapped his hand with a slightly yellowed linen cloth, picked out three millet balls, and handed them to Zhao Zheng.

The other hand reached in front of him and signaled to check out the bill.

Zhao Zheng took the slightly hot millet ball, pulled out a cloth coin from his sleeve, and handed it over.

The vendor looked at the cloth coins in his hand and said in embarrassment:

"Mr. Ke, you'd better give Yuanqian. This is a small business. I don't know how to find your money!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the vendor's ugly face, and didn't know where he had made a taboo, so he was a little at a loss.

Wang Xuebin, who was following behind, stopped Yuan Zong who wanted to go forward to pay and looked at the joke with a smile.

Zhao Zheng scratched the back of his head and looked around for a while. He noticed the master's expression. He immediately put on his face with a flattering look and shouted earnestly:

“Master…”

Wang Xuebin laughed.

"No matter what, I will solve my own affairs by myself. I am your master and not your old mother. If I can solve them, I will solve them by myself. If I can't solve them, I will find a way to solve them. Don't expect me!"

Zhao Zheng was not discouraged when he heard this, but said:

"Why is Master so disgusted? It is said that Master is a father. Master and I are like fathers. How could he be an old mother?

Besides, how can the disciple worry about the master if it’s a trivial matter?

It’s just that my disciple was just a first time and couldn’t understand the words here, so I asked my master for advice. Is this a question? The master naturally wants to solve the problem for his disciple?

This is how the master treats his disciples? This statement really makes his disciples feel cold!"

“Ha~”

Wang Xuebin sneered and did not take Zhao Zheng's words seriously.

Since Zhao Zheng understood Wang Xuebin's character of being soft but not hard, he immediately learned to be arrogant.

He was not doing anything too much, he just wanted to eliminate the sense of distance between master and apprentice through his words.

I just want to use this method to find a sense of security in an unfamiliar environment.

Wang Xuebin saw this and did not point it out and began to fight with him.

The two of them understood each other's thoughts as they came back and forth.

Zhao Zheng had long discovered Wang Xuebin's bottom line, and knew that as long as he did not involve his master's bottom line, his master would not be really angry.

As for daily life, Master has never been stingy.

Whether it is knowledge, knowledge, food, clothing, housing, or use, as long as he can mention it, the master can do it.

As time goes by, he unconsciously developed the habit of finding a master when he has difficulties.

Wang Xuebin also discovered this and then pointed it out as if he was jokingly at this moment.

After all, Zhao Zheng is talented and obedient, and can be understood at a glance.

As soon as Wang Xuebin finished speaking, he understood what his master meant. He was not asking his master to solve the problem, but asked his master to translate the problem to him.

Yuan Zong on the side also understood the conversation between their master and disciple, and nodded secretly in his heart.

A few days ago, Mr. Guanlan mentioned that he would help him take over his apprentice, but he was still a little confused.

Mr. Guanlan is so knowledgeable, what can he teach?

Later I realized that Mr. Guanlan was looking for him to establish a different perspective on his apprentice, so as to prevent his apprentice from falling astray.

After all, Mr. Guanlan's knowledge is too high-level. If his apprentice completely imitates it, he may end up being too arrogant.

He once became a down-to-earth gang with the civilians in Qin State. In terms of his familiarity with practice, he asked himself that he was much better than Mr. Guanlan, and he was a little excited to think about it this way!

During his daily life, he also fell in love with this very spiritual boy, and he could understand everything at a glance and change it as soon as he said it.

Although there are still some bad habits, a person is ambitious, diligent and studious, and is a likable child.

Seeing this child's understanding again, he couldn't help but smile warmly and comforted him:

"You have lived in Zhao for a long time and don't know the slang of Wei. It's understandable that you gave the vendor a shovel of Zhao. The coins between Zhao and Wei are different. He wants you to pay Wei's round money and him. He doesn't know how to make changes to this shovel of Zhao!"

"this..."

Zhao Zheng looked at the Zhao Guoshuo cloth in his hand, then looked at the round money that the vendor had signaled, and was stunned.

Before leaving, his mother gave him a wooden box, which contained two hundred ingots of gold and asked him to hand it over to his master as a slap.

All countries in the world have their own currencies, and trade between countries depends on gold. According to the different casting technology, gold is divided into permanent gold and common gold.

Changjin is a gold ingot with a gold content of about 95%, while Jinjin is much more expensive than Changjin, with a gold content of more than 99%.

All countries trade with gold as general equivalent.

The Zhao Nifu family was defeated, and these 200 ingots of gold were all her wealth. She handed it over to Wang Xuebin, hoping that her child could learn real skills and shine on his family.

Wang Xuebin did not refuse. Anyway, he was responsible for Zhao Zheng’s daily life, food, clothing, housing and transportation. These things are considered as pocket money for Zhao Zheng.

He gave Zhao Zheng a hundred dollars a month, equivalent to about five thousand, so that he could control himself. When Wang Xuebin gave the money, he was in Zhao State, so he naturally gave Zhao State currency.

They have been rushing for the past month, and Zhao Zheng has nowhere to spend money. Now that they have arrived in Wei State, they have finally had the opportunity to spend money. He couldn't spend money on Zhao State, which made him a little confused.

"this..."

Wang Xuebin looked at Zhao Pan who was at a loss, threw a purse over and said solemnly:

"This is your pocket money this month. I will advance it to you first. This matter is not over.

You have to write a policy for me on this matter, analyze the pros and cons of today's affairs, and hand it over to me in five days!

Your article is just as satisfying as it is. If you can’t satisfy me, this millet will be your main meal in the future!”

Zhao Zheng looked at the millet in his hand and felt extremely difficult to swallow.

He took out a round of money from his purse and handed it to the vendor. Then he came to Wang Xuebin, handed a millet ball, and said attentively:

"Master, please see, this is the biggest one I chose for my disciple!"

Wang Xuebin glanced at the dark millet ball and shook his head with a smile.

"Brother Yuan, let's go. It's getting late. We'd better stay there earlier. It's time to have dinner!"

"Okay, please, Brother Wang!"

The salutes were all at Wang Xuebin's place, and the carriage had already been delivered to the horse market for storage. Yuan Zong picked up the wooden sword that was not leaving his body, glanced at Zhao Zheng, who looked like a bitter melon, and followed with a smile.

Zhao Zheng stood there, gnawing on a bite of millet, showing an expression of being unswallowed.

His mouth has been tricked by Wang Xuebin. It’s okay to try these snacks, but when he thinks of eating them every day, he suddenly loses appetite.

"Master, wait for me, didn't you say that slow work and meticulous work? Let's give you some time. Five days are really short!"

Wang Xuebin, who was walking in front, couldn't help but smile secretly when he heard this, and shook his head and said:

"Do you know how many ways are there to write five characters? Is it short? Not short!"
Chapter completed!