"I really know this. Isn't it because the sun and moon are moving, and the Rhea continent is also moving."
Momo scratched his head. If you want to say what the old man said is wrong, it seems to be more or less the same. What he said is right. Those things that revolve around revolution and rotation cannot be explained to him.
"Well, my answer is correct." Huntelaar looked proud.
Momo gritted his teeth and said:
"Okay, I guess you're right, it's your turn to come up with the question."
"Well, that's pretty much it. I just asked you a historical question, and now I'm going to ask you a geographical question. How many indigenous peoples are there on the continent of Terra? Where are they located on the continent?"
Momo was happy when she heard this, but she still asked tactfully:
"You have two questions here. Are you planning to ask them both at the same time?"
The old man quickly waved his hand and said:
"No, no, just tell me how many aboriginal tribes there are, but you have to name the tribes..."
Before Huntelaar could finish speaking, Momo had already begun to answer:
"There are a total of fourteen ethnic groups among the aboriginal tribes. They are the Mei tribe and the Banshan tribe..."
Huntelaar didn't expect that this little girl could even know about such remote issues. For new immigrants, who would care about these things? However, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded when he saw his sister-in-law's ears pricked up at some point.
.
It turns out that he is of aboriginal blood. I was careless and hit the muzzle of the gun. It was really my own fault.
"How about it? I didn't answer wrong, did I, old man?"
Momo looked at Huntelaar with a proud face.
The old man said unconvinced:
"I guess you are right, please ask the question quickly."
Momo rolled up her sleeves and sneered:
"This time I will convince you to lose. Please listen carefully..."
But he was suddenly pulled by Ling Fei. Ling Fei blinked at Momo and said:
"Momo, since Bachelor Huntelaar is so knowledgeable and talented, why don't you let me ask the last question?"
Momo was obviously still unsatisfied. To her, this was just a game she came up with. But when she saw Ling Fei blinking at her, even if she didn't want to, she could only pouted and said:
"Okay, okay, you go ahead and ask."
Ling Fei smiled, took out a fist-sized transparent fragment from his arms, placed it in front of Hatlar and said:
"I wonder if the old man has ever seen this kind of thing. Do you know what its melting point is?"
Huntelaar reached out and grabbed the crystal block, looked at it carefully, then stuck out his tongue and licked it and said:
"This shouldn't be a mineral, it should be the shell of some kind of creature."
When Ling Fei heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly asked:
"Does the old man know what this is?"
The old man rolled his eyes and said angrily:
"I'm not studying biology, so how would I know? As for the melting point you mentioned, I don't know very well, but I do know a famous blacksmith. That old boy likes to smelt all kinds of things. Maybe he knows...
…”
Unexpectedly, this lucky question would lead to unexpected gains. Ling Fei quickly asked:
"Can you tell me, old man, where I can meet the blacksmith master?"
"I'm telling you, it's okay, but it's not that easy if you want to see him. That old man has a weird temper like me, and now he only studies skills and rarely makes weapons for others. If you want to see them, you have to see that you have enough face.
It’s not big enough.”
Huntelaar said with a playful look.
Momo interrupted unhappily:
"Hey, old man, you don't know the melting point, that means you lose, don't renege on your debt."
Huntelaar's eyes bulged and he said angrily:
"Little girl, whoever loses, it's just a tie at most. Besides, you haven't said what the melting point is yet."
Momo smiled as if his evil plan had succeeded:
"Hey, old man, just admit it, don't forget our agreement, we will sell the house if there is a tie! As for the melting point of this thing, it needs to be above 3,000 degrees!"
Huntelaar looked at Momo with some suspicion, and then at Ling Fei. Momo immediately stood in front of Ling Fei and said confidently:
"Why, you don't believe it, then you can go experiment."
Huntelaar was speechless at this time. This experiment is not something that can be done by experiment. He waved his hand:
"Okay, I won't ask the last question. I didn't expect you to be such a weird little girl. Even if it's a tie, you can't lose a word of gold!"
………………
At the same time, in a magnificent house.
The rich businessman and fat man Rades was no longer as eloquent when he introduced the house to Ling Fei, nor was he arrogant when facing West.
He stood obediently in the hall of the study, with a fearful expression on his face, and looked towards the door from time to time, as if he was waiting for some important person.
After a while, a dark-haired man wearing a gray tights and plain clothes walked in from the door. This man looked ordinary, but very dignified. He glanced at Rades and asked expressionlessly:
"Lades, the master asked you if the house was given away?"
After seeing the person coming, Rades seemed to be deflated. Just as he was about to chat with the person for a few words, he asked a question, and his whole body suddenly became frustrated and stooped.
He took two steps forward and said to the man:
"Master Steward Rhodes, Salis officially informed me today that this... I don't know what that kid thought. He didn't want the owner's house, but instead bought the house of that old Huntelaar."
The black-haired man asked with a half-smile:
"Then you mean that the owner's house was not given away, right?"
Rades's face changed slightly and he hurriedly added:
"My lord, please forgive me, but I have already taken the initiative to lower the price to 2,600 gold coins. This price is basically half sale and half free in a wealthy area. If it were any cheaper, I'm afraid that guy would be suspicious of it."
The black-haired man nodded and thought for a while:
"You are right. If you make it too obvious, it will be meaningless. Our purpose now is to monitor, not to the point of wooing him. He is just a rookie."
Rades quietly wiped the sweat off his head, took two nervous steps closer, and asked in a low voice:
"Then where is the master..."
The black-haired man glanced at the fat man's pale face and said slowly:
"Okay, just do whatever you have to do. Master, I will answer truthfully, but you have to remember, don't provoke that kid. If the matter is exposed, be careful of your misdeeds."
Rades said quickly as if he had been granted amnesty:
"Thank you, Lord Steward. Thank you, Lord Steward."
Looking at Rades' back as if he was running for his life, the black-haired man stood thoughtfully for a moment and whispered to himself:
"It seems that I still underestimated this young mercenary..."