Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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The person beside him took a sip of wine: "Forget it, it's only 1000 taels of silver, and you still want to antagonize him because of this?"

"After losing this time, don't give him a tael of silver again?"

"Or let him invite us to the red building for a three-day banquet, which will definitely exceed the 1000 taels!"

The dandies were so big-hearted, they talked and laughed and put the matter behind them, and only ordered the boy to find his own shopkeeper to prepare thousands of taels of supplies.

As for Xie Zhuo, he also breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the Luoyang Tower.

Looking back at Zhao Mo who was still taciturn, he couldn't help admiring: "That's right, you have a wink."

This guy lied without blinking without any training, and he was a good young man who opened his eyes and told lies.

Zhao Mo said in a muffled voice, "Thank you, Young Master."

After a pause, he wanted to ask the young master why he asked him to say that, but he obediently shut his mouth when he thought of Xie Nan telling him the survival rule of reading more and asking less.

Xie Zhuo didn't notice his silence, passed over his half-kneeling body, and got on the horse: "Go home."

A group of people rode back to the house, Xie Zhuo casually threw the whip into the hands of the maids in the yard, turned around and said, "Zhao Mo, come with me."

"Xie Nan."

"Yes!" Xie Nan, who was ignored by the young master today, quickly replied, looking at Zhao Mo with a hint of vigilance.

It's really...

Dangerous.

"Go and invite a gentleman who can speak Uighur and Hun, and find a few shopkeepers with business experience. I'm useful."

After all, Xie Zhuo ignored Xie Nan's astonishment and called Zhao Mo into the study that the original owner didn't use twice a year.

Sitting firmly behind the desk, Xie Zhuo glanced at the brand new books, coughed in a deep voice, and said, "Do you know why I came here for you?"

His voice was so cold that Zhao Mo subconsciously bent his knees.

"Don't kneel, answer standing up!" Xie Zhuo couldn't help but sneered because his forehead twitched because of his reaction.

Zhao Mo paused, stood on the spot and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know."

Xie Zhuo was stunned by his words of slavery, rubbed his forehead and said, "Did you understand what I said in the restaurant today?"

Zhao Mo shook his head: "Understood."

After a pause, he said cautiously: "I don't fully understand."

Although he understood every word the young master asked him, he couldn't understand it together.

What I don't understand the most is why the young master chose him to ask these questions.

Xie Zhuo took a light breath, not wanting to explain anything to him.

"I don't care if you understand it or not, but you only need to know one thing." Xie Zhuo's long and narrow eyes fixed on Zhao Mo: "What I asked you today, you must give me within a few months. learn."

"On the day when the winter snow falls, you have to take the caravan to the Xiongnu for me, and earn money for my young master."

Zhao Mo raised his head in Xie Zhuo's dangerous voice, and the two characters "confuse" were clearly written in his eyes.

What are you doing, son?

He is just a horse slave, and his highest goal was to become the steward of the horse farm.

But now, the young master wants him to be in charge of a caravan, or within two months?

After being bored for a while, he finally said, "Why are you a slave?"

Xie Zhuo narrowed his eyes: "Why do you ask so many questions? Young master, I need you to teach me how to employ people?"

He couldn't help getting angry when he saw Zhao Mo's doughy appearance, and said coldly, "Sir, I will find it for you. I don't care how you learn it, but you must learn everything for me before Dongxue leaves!"