Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

In the evening a few days later, in Liaodong County, Zhao Lang first arrived at Zhuangzi.

Wangcai was sweating profusely and ordered,

"Get someone to collect the remaining potatoes! It's almost dark!"

"Can food be so bad?"

The servant who heard the order couldn't help but feel embarrassed,

"Butler, it's not that they don't accept it, the guest rooms at home have become warehouses, and they can't be stored anymore!"

"There are too many potatoes!"

Hearing this, Wangcai opened his eyes and said,

"There is too much food! If you have time to talk here, you might as well take someone to dig a cellar!"

"Go and talk to Xiaoyu, I'll still have steamed potatoes tonight! I'm full!"

The servant murmured suddenly,

"It's potatoes again, I almost vomit."

Wangcai opened his eyes directly and shouted,

"What are you still muttering! If it weren't for the son, you would be starving to death!"

"After eating for a few days now, I still dislike it!"

Hearing that Wangcai was about to start talking again, the servant left quickly.

Wangcai then continued to move forward when he met Big Cat and shouted again,

"Big cat! Let you go to Yudan, Brother Hai sent the letter, have you passed it!"

"The son can tell, he wants a boat! There won't be so many boats then, you just wait to be scolded!"

Big cat is not afraid of prosperity, and replied lazily,

"It was passed early, and I will take everyone to train."

After Zhao Lang returned the news, he began to expand the training staff.

To die, Erhei, they were not there, and he was dying in a hurry. Fortunately, Su and Dagou suddenly came to Liaodong not long ago.

With the help of Big Dog, he was much easier.

As for the millet, after arriving in Liaodong, he asked Wangcai for a group of people and money, but I don't know where he went.

Wangcai continued to move forward. Every day before dark, he had to visit the entire village.

This is the rule that Fu Bo gave him.

Soon, Wangcai was almost ready to patrol.

After seeing the sky, he came to the door of Zhuangzi, ready to let people close the door.

As Liaodong is a remote place, it is better to take precautions.

Every night, a manual inspection is also arranged.

Actually, I am not afraid of other people's attacks, mainly because I am worried that stupid thief without vision will break into Zhuangzi and be killed by Zhuangzi's people.

The current situation of their Zhuangzi is not easy to be known by others.

"My son, come back soon, I don't know what to do."

Wangcai could not help muttering to himself.

At this moment, a servant rushed over and almost didn't hit Wangcai's body.

Seeing Wangcai, the servant opened his mouth anxiously to say something, but did not catch his breath, and stammered.

"Tube...butler...outside..."

Wangcai snorted dissatisfiedly, and said directly,

"What's the hurry! You are the old man who followed from Xianyang, how do you usually teach you!"

"We are from Da Zhuangzi, the son said, everything should be calm!"

"Rushing, there is no rule!"

Now he is in charge of all the Zhuangzi in Liaodong, so his heart is naturally much higher.

When Wangcai said this, the servant showed a trace of shame on his face, took a good breath, and then said,

"Steward, the son is back!"

Hearing this, Wangcai stood blankly on the spot in an instant.

The servant looked at Wangcai, who was not changing his face, and was about to sigh. The housekeeper was different. He was so calm when he heard the news.

I just saw the son, but I couldn't say anything excited.

But the next moment, the servant heard Wangcai’s scream,

"Ah! The son is back!"

Zhuangzi is in a mess.

Zhao Lang looked at the crowd in front of him, and showed an expression of Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.I wanted Wangcai to make arrangements quickly, but found that Wangcai was the first to scream.

Fortunately, the slave stood up at this time, and everyone was sent away, leaving only the big cat and the big dog.

Well, there is Wangcai who still holds his leg and refuses to let go.

"My son, you can be regarded as coming back."

"I can't stand it anymore."

Looking at Wangcai, Zhao Lang couldn't blame the other party.

Wangcai is still very young now, and everything in Liaodong has been on him for so long without major problems.

It is already very good.

Alas, he still lacks internal affairs talents.

This is the shortcoming of shallow foundation.

If the old man is still there, naturally it is not a problem.

The slave quickly comforted Wangcai, and then said to others,

"The master comes back, it's too late now, the housekeeper should arrange a rest first, if you have anything to do, talk to the master tomorrow."

Wangcai wiped away his tears and then said,

"My son, I'm the one who lost my mind. I'll make arrangements for you."

Then he left, but the big cat and dog on the side ignored the slaves and just looked at Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang watched the careful thoughts among the few people without breaking, waved his hand, and said with a smile,

"Go and rest. If you have anything, I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Hearing Zhao Lang's words, the two people replied together.

"Yes, Patriarch."

Only then left.

Soon, Zhao Lang returned to his own room, and the other slaves would naturally arrange it.

"call."

Sitting on the bed, Zhao Lang let out a sigh of relief.

After leaving Xianyang, he hadn't relaxed for a long time, even in the Celestial Tribe.

It's a little nervous.

Now that Man Zhuangzi is his own, this can give a good breath.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a familiar and unfamiliar voice came in.

"My son, Xiaoyu will wash you up."

Hearing this voice, Zhao Lang's whole person became tense again for an instant!

This day finally came.

Xiaoyu walked in with a smile, and everyone on Zhuangzi was very excited when he heard the news of Zhao Lang's return.

She was even in a good mood.

In these days at Zhuangzi, she had a very fulfilling life.

I also learned some medical skills from those doctors.

All this is because of the handsome young man in front of him.

Of course she was grateful.

It didn’t take long for Xiaoyu to arrange everything for her washing.

"My son, I have put some herbs for you in it, which can relieve fatigue very well."

Xiaoyu said with a smile, but she didn't get any response.

Looking up, he found Zhao Langzheng looking at her with a complicated expression.

"The son?"

Xiaoyu shouted again.

At this time, Zhao Lang looked at Xiaoyu tangledly,

Does he say or not to say this?

At this moment, Zhao Lang’s eyes lit up, and two choices appeared in front of him.

"Tell the truth and reward the method of making potato flour."

"Not to mention, reward an internal affairs talent."

Seeing these two options, Zhao Lang was slightly stunned.

The dog system hasn't come out for too long, and he is a little uncomfortable.

But facing these two options, Zhao Lang's first reaction now is not thinking about which one to choose.

But thinking,

"Children make choices, adults want them all!"

(There is something to do today, two more changes, 8,000 words will be added tomorrow, Ann)

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