Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

"My husband has to do both, how can he be happy? I like to do good deeds. Since you are in trouble, I will buy it, no need to thank you."

"Really?" they both asked in unison.

"But I have a request."

The two of them looked as if they were like this.

Just know that there is no free lunch in the world.

"You said, as long as it's within reason."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I need your help to transport it to Ethan Manor in North Tarrytown. I can pay for the freight."

The ship dealer looked happy and said, "That's no problem. He can help transport it. This saves him a lot of money."

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and asked the ship dealer: "If I ask you to supply a large amount of goods, can you do it?"

The ship dealer learned a lesson, and raised his hand, the fast air was scalding his hands: "If we don't ship anything anymore, the profit will be extremely low. If you don't accept it if we ship too much, I will pay more."

Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips: "In the Battle of Morgaden, the Swiss never complained about the lack of training. In the Battle of Sterling Bridge, the Lion-Hearted King Wallace never complained about the lack of soldiers. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin was not too concerned about the lack of troops when the Turks attacked the city. There is too little preparation time. If everything is ready and the profits are astonishing, then what else is there for you to do?"

The boat dealer and the other man were stunned.

"This, what you said makes sense." The ship merchant's blood boiled with excitement: "Then let me try?"

"Yes!" Zhao Chuanxin showed a childish look on his face: "I'll give you an address. You can contact a Jew named Abraham Cohen..."

After deceiving the ship dealer, Zhao Chuanxin only gave him a shipping fee and ordered the crayfish to be sent to Eson Manor, then he and Marcus Nkrumah rushed back.

It took four hours for the two of them to rush back to the manor.

As soon as he entered the gate, Zhao Chuanxin was surprised to see Benjamin Goldberg and Ganfan sitting on the steps of the garden.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin and Marcus Nkrumah, Benjamin Goldberg was overjoyed: "Master, Marcus, you are back!"

He rushed over with dry rice.

"Well, yes, I've grown taller." Zhao Chuanxin said in a perfunctory manner: "Let's take Mi Shan to the stable and have someone unsaddle him."

"Wang..."

"Eat? Haha, I'm not in a good mood. Let's go with beer and barbecue. If I'm in a bad mood, I'll eat crayfish. Let's eat mochi in the evening."

Every time Zhao Chuanxin came back from an outing, he would ask if he had brought anything back as usual.

I have never eaten Ma Xiao in dry rice, but I have eaten crickets.

Cricket tofu, that’s a delicacy in the world!

I think it should be about the same.

So I left with satisfaction.

After sending away the meal, Benjamin Goldberg was eager to show off: "Master, I have finished reading "Principles of Mechanics", "Electromagnetic Field Theory", and "Principles of Physics" during this time."

Zhao Chuanxin is ashamed, who the hell is his master?

He coughed and said with a straight face: "Well, that's right. Master will write some books for you someday, such as "A Brief History of Time", "A Brief History of Humanity", "Principles of Economics", "Yi Zhongtian", no, it's "Yi Zhongtian" Zhao Chuanxianpin Three Kingdoms..."

Benjamin Goldberg mused: "It sounds very profound, Master."

"Yes." Zhao Chuanxin nodded seriously: "The books written by Master are must-read books for all human beings."

Seeing Benjamin Goldberg's expression of admiration, Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself that this apprentice was not very smart either.

He asked strangely: "By the way, why did you come to the manor?"

Benjamin Goldberg said: "My mother brought me here. She went to see Sister Hua."

"No matter how big or small, is that what you call me Sister Hua?"

In fact, Americans are not taboo about this, and many people even know the names of their parents and grandparents.

Moreover, it is not uncommon for grandfather and grandson to have the same name, and father and son to have the same name. Adding junior in front represents the second generation.

"Uh..." Benjamin Goldberg quickly changed his words: "She went to see the teacher's wife."

"Watt's Farke?"

When did you teach him to call like this?

Zhao Chuanxin took a closer look and found that this traitor indeed looked a bit like a traitor.

In ancient times, let's be a sycophant.

Zhao Chuanxin's hands and feet were stiff due to riding, so he said, "You go play by yourself first, and I'll go back and take a shower."

When he entered the main building, the servants greeted him one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin responded one by one.

After going upstairs, he faintly heard wheezing and thumping sounds coming from the fitness area.

So I walked over curiously and saw that there was a gap in the door, so I took a look.

wow...

Zhao Chuanxin started to have a nosebleed...

If we go by the pace of life, he would actually be over thirty this year.

Unexpectedly, nosebleeds still occur at this age, and many people in later generations have already started to suffer from wet shoes.

There are three women in the fitness room, namely Miao Cuihua, Rachel Kervis and Mahina.

They wear a dress that is longer than a short skirt and shorter than a long skirt, roughly a little above the knee.

The clothes were made of silk and were very close-fitting.

Moreover, there seems to be something inside them...

The three of them are dancing.

Zhao Chuanxin feels that it is a dance adapted from the hula dance of the Kanaka tribe.

They all pulled their hair back, and wore silk headbands like a small fan pinned to the back of their heads.

My belly felt like waves, my hair felt like wind, and the floor under my feet made a thumping sound.

Mahina is strong and strong, while Rachel Kervis is a little skinny. They each have their own styles.

As for Miao Cuihua, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't stand it the most. She was obviously plump, but her waistline was still so beautiful.

Rich, soft, meaty, and muddy.

The eyes are still in place.

In Zhao Chuanxin's mind, he kept emphasizing to himself: It is wrong to peek, it is shameful.

But the eyes are very honest and never stray away from them.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

He was so distracted by what he was looking at that he couldn't help but mutter: "Male Gobi, from now on the king will be in court a few times earlier!"

Suddenly, the three of them paused.

Mahina was the toughest and heard a voice shouting: "Who?"

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked and came to his senses.

He wanted to run away, but then he thought, running away is not my style, Lao Zhao.

He simply opened the door openly and coughed twice: "I looked at it with a critical eye. It's nothing if you misunderstood and peeked, but I must emphasize that I have never been against the three customs."

"..."

The three people behaved differently.

After Mahina saw that it was Zhao Chuanxin, she didn't take it seriously at all, and her face was calm.

Miao Cuihua just smiled.

Only Rachel Kervis was furious: "Damn it, you're obviously just peeking, why don't you get out right away?"

Zhao Chuanxin's face was not red and he was out of breath: "You are doing your dance, and it has not delayed anything for me. In fact, I am willing to waste my precious time to serve as a single judge for you."

Rachel Kervis crossed her arms, feeling a little at a loss and not knowing where to cover her arms.

In fact, this kind of dress is nothing in later generations, it is their "inner beauty".