The boy somersaulted up the wall and was horrified to see the menacing man!
"Get down here! You can't go wrong with a talent coming out of a stick!"
The menacing man looked at the young man on the wall and kept crackling the whip in his hand!
"Who told you this? My child is not good at studying, so please don't embarrass me!"
"Fart! Cao Zixiu became famous all over the world when he was only ten years old! He was beaten by Meng De every day and became a talented man!"
"Father! He is him, and I am me! In terms of martial arts, I am definitely better than him!"
"It's useless to know martial arts? Can he be famous all over the world? Can he be accepted by scholars?"
"Father... is there a possibility that the Cao family and his son are lying to you?"
"Fart! Meng De is upright and upright, and his literary talent is unparalleled. Why are you lying to me?"
"Father! I heard my mother calling me, please beat me later..."
After saying that, the boy somersaulted over the wall and quickly disappeared from the man's sight.
"You're riding a horse! I'll beat you up next time I see you!"
Sun Jian looked at Sun Ce disappearing on the wall with hatred, and had no choice but to give up.
"By the way? What are the second and third children doing? Does it mean that the younger you are, the greater the chance of beating up a talented person? Well! Go try it!"
So, Sun Quan and Sun Yi, wearing crotchless pants, spent their miserable childhoods like this...
The name Cao Ang can stop children from crying at night in the Sun family!
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"Grandpa? How much money does our family have?"
Cao Song looked at Cao Ang inexplicably and asked a question that he didn't know how to answer.
"My dear grandson, why do you ask?"
"Buying things, doing research, recruiting people, finding thugs, etc. Do these all cost money?"
"Hahahaha... don't worry, kid, the money we have saved over the years will be enough for you to be rich and prosperous throughout your life."
"Is it enough to support five thousand people?"
"Well, it should be fine in about a year."
Cao Song was not wary of Cao Ang at all and answered openly.
"No! Too little! Not enough!"
"My dear grandson, what are you going to do?"
"Save money! Accumulate a lot of money!"
"Why?"
"I want to spend money to buy an official position!"
"Ahem..."
Cao Song coughed and almost choked.
"Nonsense, why are you buying an official position at such a young age?"
"Grandpa, listen to me! When I was chatting with my father, I learned that Liu Junlang has asked His Majesty to establish a state pastoral system. We have to start quickly and get a few state pastoralists tied in our hands. Otherwise, we will not be able to get them in the future, which will be miserable. !”
Seeing Cao Ang speaking seriously, Cao Song's heart skipped a beat.
"Grandson! This is no child's play! Zhou Mu is the head of a state, how can it be bought with money?"
"Oh! How do you know if you don't try? Besides, what we want to buy is not necessarily the Central Plains area, such as Jiaozhou, Xuzhou, Qingzhou, Youzhou and other places far away from the central axis."
"What exactly do you want to do?"
The more Cao Song heard, the more something was wrong! This grandson’s appetite was not ordinary.
"Oh, in short, you just need to save money during this period. I heard my father calling me, I have to leave first..."
Cao Ang knew that if he continued talking, his secret would soon be exposed, so in order to prevent Cao Song from noticing, he quickly raised his butt and ran out.
"Fart! Your father is still in the palace!"
Cao Song looked at Cao Ang's back thoughtfully. Did the child notice something?
"You said you were short of money?"
Walking on the street, Dian Wei looked at Cao Ang and asked doubtfully.
This time Cao Ang would not go out in a grand manner like last time. He came out after simply covering up, so at least he would not be recognized at a glance.
"Yes! Extremely lacking! Even more lacking in two years!"
"Why?"
"The world is in chaos!"
"oh!"
Dian Wei also began to get used to Cao Ang's shocking words. He even knew when he was going to die. What's so surprising about the chaos in the world?
"So! We should work hard now!"
Cao Ang was tired from walking, so he leaned on the carriage and taught Dian Wei seriously.
"This little brother? What do you mean by all the hard work?"
A voice came from Cao Ang's head. Dian Wei was alert and lifted Cao Ang behind him.
I saw a man's head lying on the window in the carriage, looking very friendly at Dian Wei... Cao Ang behind his butt.
"Ahem..."
With Dian Wei holding his collar, Cao Ang could hardly breathe.
After Dian Wei made sure it was safe, he put Cao Ang down, but still looked at the people on the carriage with eager eyes.
"This brother is very polite. The so-called "Every grain of food is hard work" refers to the hard work of farmers in cultivating the land. Every meter and grain is hard-earned. We should warn the world not to waste a grain of food."
Although Cao Ang didn't know the person on the carriage, he explained carefully with an education-oriented heart.
"Shan! Great Shan! I wonder what I call my little brother?"
After finishing speaking, the people on the carriage bowed their hands, turned around and got off the carriage.
This is a young man, in his early twenties, with a beard that has not yet grown on his mouth, and his green face still has a sense of immaturity.
"May I ask what I call this big brother?"
"I'm in Mi Zhu, Xuzhou!"
"I'm... the second... extremely rich!"
Cao Ang's eyes suddenly looked like coins. At this moment, he had an impulse!
This legendary rich man just appeared in front of him?
"Tie him up! Tie him up!"
This is really what you want! Just when you said you were short of money, this guy was standing naked in front of you!
Cao Ang kept consoling himself, this is a fat fish! This should be the biggest fat fish in the late Han Dynasty!
He single-handedly helped Liu Paopao become the emperor!
How much does it cost? I’m a good boy! If this guy is tied up...
"Little brother?"
"Ah? I've admired my name for so long and it's like thunder in my ears! Brother, you're so polite!"
"Haha...what do you call me little brother?"
"I'm Cao Ang!"
"Cao Ang? What a familiar name? Could it be Cao Zixiu who composed "Wandering Son's Yin"?"
"Exactly down there!"
"Oh my God! This is a world-famous talent! How could I, Zhong Hede, the miko, meet this man?"
Mi Zhu also became excited and grabbed Cao Ang's hand, with longing eyes in her eyes.
"We can't tie him up now! The impact will be too great!"
The two held hands but had different moods.
"Brother Mi? Do you want to buy poems?"
"Um?"
Not only did Mi Zhu look at Cao Ang with wide eyes, but even Dian Wei looked at this guy who didn't act according to common sense in disbelief!
"I'm short of money recently. I wonder if Brother Mi is interested in poetry?"
"This...how do you say this?"
"I lamented the farmers' hard work in farming and composed a poem praising farmers. I wonder if Brother Mi would like it?"
"Is this guy going to fix you?"
"Don't get me wrong! This poem has never been published. I am confident that this poem will become popular among the Han people after it appears."
"Besides? Don't you businessmen want to be famous?"
Mi Zhu temporarily lost his memory about how Cao Ang knew about his business. He was particularly interested in the following words!
famous!
Who doesn't want to be famous?
Business has always been regarded as a humble profession. No matter how much money you make, in the eyes of those dignitaries, it is just garbage full of the smell of copper!
Once you become famous for a poem?
What is the attitude of dignitaries towards themselves?
How do readers look at themselves?
Mi Zhu felt so happy!
"Zixiu? How do you charge?"
"Ahem...a word of gold is worth a thousand dollars! Children and old men are not deceived!"
"hiss……"
One gold is ten thousand dollars! How dare this kid ask for it?
"I wonder? How many words are there in this poem?"
"Twenty-two words."
Two...two hundred million...money...
Even Mi Zhu looked at Cao Ang in disbelief.
"Zixiu! Don't be joking! You must know that 200 million yuan can buy the position of the Three Lords!"
"Haha! Brother Mi? Even if you buy it? Will Your Majesty sell it to you?"
In one sentence, Mi Zhu was choked and couldn't utter a single word!
Yes! What Cao Ang said is absolutely correct!
"Can it be cheaper? After all, none of us know whether this poem is really worth 200 million!"
"Don't worry! The product produced by Cao Zixiu must be a high-quality product! If it doesn't become famous throughout the country! I will compensate you another 100 million!"
"This matter is of great importance. How about I discuss it with my brother and then go find Zixiu?"
"No problem, I'll be waiting for you at Cao Mansion."
Cao Ang bowed his hand to Mi Zhu in a friendly manner and left without looking back.
Mi Zhu looked at Cao Ang's retreating back and murmured to himself, "Is it worth it?"
"You are so shameless!"
Dian Wei looked at Cao Ang mercilessly. He didn't believe that there could be such a stupid person in the world who would spend so much money!
"It's my luck, but it's my life! Don't worry about so many details."
Cao Ang waved his hand indifferently.
Then he looked at Dian Wei and his lips twitched:
"In two days, Jia Wenhe will let go of his posture! Then I will show you what madness is..."