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Ying Zheng bowed his head, the sun shone through the window into the room, illuminating his pale face, his expression was a little dazed. He looked at the white and crystal-clear hands on his chest, his red eyes were slightly dazed, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his cold face.
"No need." He closed his eyes lightly and said in a low voice.
The red hundred-yuan bill, like a stone thrown into the lake, created small ripples in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, an unknown fire spread in the bottom of his heart, which was then extinguished.
A gloomy look flashed across his eyes. The majestic emperor actually wants a woman to help him!
The displeasure on his face caught Zhao Xuan who had been looking up at him.
Her pure white forehead moved slightly, as if she also sensed something was wrong, her eyes dimmed, and she sighed softly in her heart.
This Yingzheng, after all, was a man who had been an emperor, and his self-esteem was deeply rooted in his bones, and he couldn't put it down for a while.
At this moment, he probably already felt that he was humiliating him with money!
She pretended not to know, but still stuffed the money into his slightly cold big hand, raised her eyebrows and said: "This is the wages we paid for working the night before yesterday. I'm not greedy for your money, so take it."
Did she remember that Yingxia was arrested and taken to the police station because she bought breakfast for her? Although beating someone had nothing to do with buying breakfast, she heard that when he bought breakfast, he had no money to pay the bill, so he was almost treated as eating a king's meal that's it.
Money is very important. Nowadays, even a fairy like her can't really treat money as dung.
"Salary?" Ying Zheng was surprised.
"Yeah, of course it's wages. You don't think I gave you the money, do you? You, you eat my money and live in mine, and I give you money instead. You really think I'm being taken advantage of." Ah! Cough, what about you, from now on you will go out to work with me, including food and housing, and the money you earn I am eight and you are two!" Zhao Xuan frowned, pouring out a bunch of different "comforts" , she said as she secretly observed Ying Zheng.
Seeing that his expression softened, she was relieved.
"Yes!" Ying Zheng said flatly.
Zhao Xuan smiled lightly, as if thinking of something, a sly look appeared in her almond eyes, and she discussed: "You help me look after the store during the day, and I will give you an extra 10% when I go to work, how about it?"
Zhao Xuan's current goal is to reform Ying Zheng and make him more lively, so whenever he gets an opportunity, he immediately climbs up the pole.
Ying Zheng gave a faint "Yes", and immediately agreed to Zhao Xuan's proposal. In the past few days, he has also discovered the importance of money. He is the first emperor of China, and he has nobility hidden in his bones.
Seeing that he agreed, Zhao Xuan brightened her eyebrows, and immediately yelled unceremoniously: "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and clean up the store!"
Ying Zheng straightened his clothes, took a deep look at Zhao Xuan, straightened his back, and walked towards the shop with majestic steps.
Zhao Xuan tilted her head and looked at the person who left, her almond eyes were shining, and a big smile hung on her bright face. When Ying Zheng was completely out of her sight, she restrained her smile, stretched out her white hand, and wiped her forehead vigorously.
What the hellso tired!
Who is she doing this for?
Zhao Xuan sighed and left the room, closed the door, walked to Zhao Yu's room, put the other 300 yuan in his schoolbag, and dragged herself to the shop.
Hey, work harder and work hard to make money!
She also has a young apprentice waiting to be fed, and the importance of money is self-evident. So, Ying Zheng is so calm that he treats money as dung!
Did you have to run for money without seeing her as a fairy?
The first job in Shihuang's life has officially started, but the business of the coffin shop has always been very deserted. Sitting quietly in the shop, Zhao Xuan was so bored that he almost dozed off, but the mighty His Majesty Shihuang was sitting at the counter For the next half a day, I was stunned and didn't even twist my waist.
Zhao Xuan looked at her back that was straight all the time, and inexplicably felt backache.
She felt that she couldn't just sit around and do nothing like this By the way, didn't this guy want to read a book yesterday?
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan got up, ran into the courtyard and took out Zhao Yu's dictionary.
Living in the human world for too long, she seems to be a little confused. Yesterday, she thought about asking Zhao Yu to teach him how to read, but she forgot that she is a god. It is actually very simple to let a person remember something. thing!
Zhao Xuan put the dictionary on the counter, locked the door, and walked up to Ying Zheng.
"This dictionary records all the words today, come here, I will put these words?Into your mind. "
Looking at the "book" that fell from the sky, Ying Zheng's bloody eyes flashed, and he immediately understood what Zhao Xuan meant.
He gave a faint "um", got up and walked out from the counter, then sat cross-legged on the floor, closed his eyes gently, and fell into a samadhi instantly.
Seeing that he was ready, Zhao Xuan's fair face was shining brightly, her left hand lightly tapped on the dictionary, and her right index finger touched Ying Zheng's forehead, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a blue light lingered on her graceful figure. In an instant, the words in black ink on the dictionary twisted and jumped into her fingers as if they were alive. Immediately afterwards, a string of tiny black shadows entered Ying Zheng's eyebrows from between the index fingers of her right hand.
Simple things like "words" that do not contain any mysterious skills do not need to be engraved on the jade slips. Zhao Xuan can directly transfer them into Ying Zheng's mind.
Although there are many words, but the quality is too ordinary, she can finish all the words in the dictionary in a short time.
Zhao Xuan exhaled slightly, and then received the power.
She looked at Ying Zheng who had her eyes closed tightly, raised her eyebrows, turned around and picked up the dictionary, and turned into the yard.
All the "words" in this book have been handed over to Ying Zheng, and there is already a blank space in it. It can be used for waste, and it is still possible to write down the account.
There are a lot of words, and it may take some time for Ying Zheng to fully absorb them.
Forget it, I won't be doing business today, anyway, even if the door is open, no guests will come.
Take another day off, and tomorrow I will go to the next town to move the grave. It just so happens that Zhao Yu is here this time, so I will take him with me. This kid has too few opportunities to practice. In the field of Taoism, optical theory is useless if you don't do it yourself.
According to that person, his ancestral grave was in an awkward position in front of the highway that was about to be built. In the past few years, this area has developed very fast, and the most work she has done is to relocate graves for road construction.
It seems that during this time, I have been busy again.
In the past, she still felt that it was a bit annoying to take this kind of work, but now, it's better to be busy, so that Ying Zheng will go out with her. Only by interacting with strangers more, will Ying Zheng's taciturn temperament be slowly overcome. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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