Mr. Song puffed his beard and stared. Although he didn't finish his words, Zhao Luoyang was able to make an accurate guess.
But only the system can redeem eggs. Now, no matter who wants something, they can't do it without giving them money.
So Zhao Luoyang's expression did not change and he said patiently: "Master, I am willing to sell the eggs to you because you have them but I don't have them. These eggs are expensive at the market and cost three pennies each, let alone in a place like this."
Okay, I don’t know what I will encounter as I move forward.
If you ask me to sell it, I definitely don’t want to sell it, but if I can ask you for advice..."
Having said this, Zhao Luoyang showed reluctance, as if he had made a lot of determination and said: "I can sell it for two cents."
So he is actually just the assistant to Zhao Yatou who sells eggs? Mr. Song suddenly felt that Zhao's girl had never been able to speak before. I'm afraid it was God's love for her, or else her mouth was so annoying... It was inevitable.
Get beaten.
Mr. Song thought that the Zhao girl had finished speaking, so he was about to refuse.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Luoyang added another sentence: "It's not a loss if you teach us, we will reciprocate. A good man has three helpers. In difficult times, there must always be someone around to support him. My father and uncle are young and strong, and we
It won’t drag you down…”
"One hero, three gangs" was written in the book redeemed by the system. Zhao Luoyang had never heard of it before, but thought it was very appropriate.
That book specifically states that walking together in the wild will be safer because no one can predict what will happen.
Mr. Song has never met such a sharp-tongued girl. She explained everything in a logical and logical manner, and even though she calculated it so clearly, she still looked aggrieved.
Song Er next to him already showed an unbearable expression and couldn't help winking at him, obviously wanting him to give some advice to the little girl from the Zhao family.
Mr. Song glared at him angrily.
Some people look weak and pitiful, but they may not be so, just like this girl Zhao in front of me.
Mr. Song said: "One hero has three gangs? Did you read it in a book?"
Zhao Luoyang shook his head and said without any shame. No one could expose her anyway: "I thought of it myself."
Mr. Song said with disdain: "Bullshit, I don't know how high the sky is."
It sounds like he was reprimanding Zhao Luoyang.
Shi Jiu watched all this through Zhao Luoyang. Mr. Song obviously knew something, but unfortunately he was too defensive. Zhao Luoyang said all kinds of good and bad things, but he failed to impress Mr. Song.
It is really an epidemic now, and Mr. Song is not so cautious. Obviously there is something going on.
Even if he didn't sell the eggs, Zhao Luoyang's trip was not in vain.
Shi Jiu was just thinking when he suddenly felt the data fluctuate.
A line of numbers slowly appeared.
[Charm value 1]
Shi Jiu couldn't help being surprised. He opened the charm value record and saw that the charm value came from Mr. Song who looked disgusted in front of him.
He said words of disgust, but he admired Zhao Luoyang in his heart? If there is no systematic detection, who can know the truth?
After a pause, Shi Jiu reminded Zhao Luoyang: "Mr. Song has added 1 point of charm to you."
Although Zhao Luoyang hoped to convince Mr. Song, he did not expect the surprise to come so quickly.
After finally suppressing the smile that was about to appear, Zhao Luoyang continued: "Mr. Song, do you really don't want eggs? These eggs are delicious and they look bigger than usual. Take a closer look, I
Nai said, the eggs laid by my chickens are good and nourish the body."
Zhao Luoyang took out the egg again.
Mr. Song couldn't stand listening anymore. Is this talk? Are the eggs laid by her chickens good? All other chickens lay bad eggs?
Also, which egg can't nourish the body? The reasons are all so perfunctory.
However, Mr. Song was reminded of the smell of eggs. He peeled the skin, found it soft and tender, and took a bite...
Mr. Song couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He said solemnly: "Since it's so good, don't you keep it for yourself?"
Zhao Luoyang shook his head: "I have eleven children in my family. Even if eggs can save lives, who are they for? But a few tips and advice can help our family reach Taozhou smoothly.
"
Mr. Song felt relieved after hearing this. Even if this girl has some discernment, what saves people often is not food, but keen eyesight that can discern the subtleties.
Mr. Song has not seen such a smart junior for many years. The Zhao family is pretty good. If they just watch them being plotted...
[Charm value 1]
This time, without Shi Jiu telling him, Zhao Luoyang saw the beating values in his mind.
Zhao Luoyang felt even happier than before. Unexpectedly, just by saying a few words, he gained 2 points of charm.
Mr. Song no longer chased the Zhao siblings away, but looked at Zhao Luoyang and said, "Since you have guessed the epidemic, what preparations have you made?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "My father and third uncle went to inquire about the news. Grandma and my aunt are making food. My mother has also boiled the water and filled all the water bags. You can leave here at any time."
Mr. Song stroked his beard and said, "It's quite thoughtful."
When Zhao Luoyang heard the compliment, he couldn't help but look at the charm points. Unfortunately, there was no fluctuation. It seemed that not just a compliment could get the charm points.
Mr. Song continued: "Now that everything is ready, what else do you want to ask me?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "You know medical skills. You must have visited those who died of the disease. Is the epidemic severe at this time? Is there any way to prevent it?"
Mr. Song shook his head: "The current epidemic is not easy to treat. It is not like your injury. All you need to do is find some medicinal materials to stop bleeding. If you want to prevent it, you must leave early and stay away from those patients."
Zhao Luoyang listened carefully and saw a little solemnity in Mr. Song's eyes.
Mr. Song said: "Since you asked me, I might as well say a few more words. There are seventy or eighty people we are moving together. Although they are almost all from the same place, after all, people are separated from each other, and it is best to think things through when things happen.
, don’t trust others easily.”
Zhao Luoyang thought about Mr. Song's words carefully and realized that Mr. Song's words had something to say.
Zhao Luoyang wanted to find out more information, but looking at Mr. Song's appearance, even if she asked, Mr. Song would not answer.
However, some of the relocated people have different identities and can be tested a little.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Can you believe the official who moved with us?"
Obviously, Mr. Song did not expect Zhao Luoyang to ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment. Although he immediately pretended to be peaceful, Zhao Luoyang still noticed the strangeness.
The official can't believe it, and eighty percent of the problem lies with the official.
Mr. Song pretended to be impatient: "How do I know? I'm telling you, people are unpredictable. We encountered bandits before, and those bandits were obviously well prepared. It's impossible for anyone to tip off the news. Now the epidemic is in chaos, and they will be busy on their way when the time comes.
Don’t let anyone with bad intentions take advantage of this.”
Zhao Luoyang looked like he had been taught something: "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your advice. I will tell my family secretly when I go back and I will never spread this word."
Mr. Song stared at Zhao Luoyang, what did he point out? But even if he didn't admit it now, it was too late.
Mr. Song couldn't help but waved his hand to drive away the Zhao siblings.
Zhao Luoyang pulled Zhao Yuanrang, and the two of them saluted Mr. Song together. However, within a moment, the atmosphere between them was different from just now.
We got a lot closer in Pingbai.
Looking at Zhao Luoyang who was bowing politely, Mr. Song had a vague feeling of teaching students. Once upon a time, he also had a proud disciple who would listen to his teachings and serve him tea and water.
But the next moment...
"Master," Zhao Luoyang said, "do you still want to buy eggs?"
It turns out that after going full circle, she still hasn't forgotten to sell the egg to him. Isn't his reminder worth an egg?
He has no such students.
Mr. Song said: "It's been a long time since we set off on our journey. Your eggs don't stink?"
Zhao Luoyang shook his head: "No, if you don't believe me, try it."
If you want to taste it, you have to buy it. Mr. Song looked at the eggs, and although he felt unhappy, he slowly took out two pennies from the bag on his waist.
Zhao Luoyang read it twice and found not a single article.
"Master," Zhao Luoyang neatly put away the two cents and continued, "If I find eggs again, do you still want to buy them?"
Mr. Song nodded subconsciously, where would the Zhao girl get eggs?
Zhao Luoyang said: "Is this still the way I'll sell it to you?"
Mr. Song responded, "Some people bowed their waists for three buckets of rice. Today, he has lost face for eggs."
Are you done talking now? Mr. Song was about to wave the Zhao siblings away, but found that the Zhao girl put her hand into the cloth bag she was carrying, and after a while she took out an egg.