Datang romantic little landlord

"Xiao Langjun, I wonder if your team can undertake such transportation work for a long time in the future?" Witnessing the speed of the four-wheeled carriage team in Dingzhou Village, the shrewd shopkeeper immediately thought of continuing to cooperate in the future.

Li Wangyou was overjoyed, the express delivery business really had a future, and now he had his first repeat customer.

He nodded immediately: "Treasurer Horse, from now on we will set up Zhoucun's horse-drawn carriage fleet to undertake transportation business in the east and west cities of Chang'an City. If Shopkeeper Horse wants to cooperate for a long time, there is no problem. We can give you a preferential price."

Shopkeeper Ma was overjoyed when he heard the words, and wanted to pull Li Wangyou to sign a long-term transportation contract, but Li Wangyou temporarily declined.

What a joke, they haven't bought any horses yet, and now they belong to borrowing chickens to lay eggs, empty-handed white wolves.

Li Wangyou promised to wait for the four-wheeled carriage transport team in Dingzhou Village. Once it was formally established, he would immediately go to the Majia Porcelain in Xishi to contact the shopkeeper Ma, and then the shopkeeper Ma left satisfied.

As the convoy passed through Yanzhou, Ma Zhou had already waited at the place agreed upon by both parties, for fear of missing the meeting with Li Wangyou.

Passing through the post station where he stayed overnight, Ma Zhou didn't even want the old donkey, and sold it to the postman at a cheap price, and he still rode in Li Wangyou's carriage.

The future prime minister of the Tang Dynasty was completely convinced by Li Wangyou in just two or three days.

Whether it was Li Wangyou's various knowledge of astronomy and geography, or Li Wangyou's practical knowledge of the world, Ma Zhou was very enthusiastic.

Not to mention that Li Wangyou would come up with one or two wonderful lines from time to time, which made his heart itch even more.

Ma Zhou also had the temperament of breaking the casserole and asking the bottom line. He kept asking about some astronomy and geography knowledge that Li Wangyou casually said.

But Li Wangyou is just an ordinary college student of later generations, with that kind of general knowledge level, he knows what he doesn't know why.

It would be fatal to ask him to fully explain why the sky is blue and why fish can breathe in water.

So for Ma Zhou's questioning, he can only talk about him from left to right.

Ma Zhou misunderstood, he thought these were Li Wangyou's unique knowledge.It's very impolite for someone else to ask such a question, so it's no wonder Li Wangyou would hide something.

With this mentality, Ma Zhou pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision.

When the four-wheeled carriage team passed by Fangzhou for a rest, Ma Zhou disappeared.

Li Wangyou got angry and looked around for Ma Zhou, but he saw Ma Zhou came back with a bunch of things in his hand.

"Brother Bin, what did you do?"

"Mr. Ziyou, please accept the six rites from the disciple, and allow the disciple to worship under the teacher and follow the teacher to learn." Ma Zhou respectfully saluted Li Wangyou, and at the same time handed over the six rites he just bought in Fangzhou City.

The six rituals of worshiping a master are the six gifts given to the master by the disciples when they were worshiping the masters in China since ancient times.

They are celery, which symbolizes hard work and studiousness; lotus seeds, symbolizing painstaking education; red beans, symbolizing good fortune; red dates, symbolizing early high school; longan, symbolizing the completion of merit;

Ma Zhou's words startled Li Wangyou, what the hell?

I just want to trick Ma Zhou into Dingzhou Village to help, why is this guy so stupid, why did he come to ask me what kind of teacher he is?

Not to mention that Ma Zhou is 27 or 16 years old this year, and he is only [-] years old, and he hasn't even put on his crown yet. What kind of trouble is this going to be!

"Brother Bin Wang, don't make trouble, I'm only 16 years old!"

Ma Zhouyi looked serious: "Master said: Three people must have my teacher. Ziyou is more talented than me. I hope I can learn from you. It is also appropriate to practice discipleship."

Are you pretending to be too forceful?

Li Wangyou began to reflect, why did he fool Ma Zhou so much that he lost his mind?

Ma Zhou insisted on worshiping Li Wangyou as his teacher, which stumped him.

What can I teach Ma Zhou?

36 tricks to win in mahjong or professional spoken English?

Li Wangyou suddenly felt that his university major was really a tragedy.If I had known that I would travel back to the Tang Dynasty, how good would it be if I chose a major in ancient prose?

But he studied e-commerce in college, isn't that funny?

Could it be that Ma Zhou worshiped himself as a teacher and studied network technology, computer technology, marketing, e-commerce technology and e-commerce management in Datang?

Is this a preparation for being reincarnated more than 1000 years later?

"Brother Bin Wang, I'm not very talented, so don't mention the matter of apprenticeship again."

However, Ma Zhou refused to let go, ignoring Li Wangyou's refusal, and directly knelt down.

"If the master doesn't accept me as a disciple, I won't get up today!"

"I..." Li Wangyou suddenly realized what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.

It's okay, why is he fooling Ma Zhou?

Li Wangyou turned his eyes to the old villager for help, hoping that he would help him persuade Ma Zhou, who knew that the old man smiled: "Xiao Lang, I think you should accept Ma Zhou, he is also dedicated to learning, so he should Encouragement."

This old man actually added fuel to the fire!Conscience is very bad!

Li Wangyou cast his eyes on Niu Wu again, forget it, this guy is probably the same as Lao Cunzheng, so he will talk to himself instead, right?

Looking around, no one could help him persuade Ma Zhou, and even the surrounding Dingzhou village households praised Ma Zhou one after another.

"Ma Lang is really smart, he knows how to find Mr. Xiao Lang as his teacher, tsk tsk, it's a pity that I don't know a single word, otherwise I would have gone to ask Mr. Xiao Lang as my teacher."

"Forget it, let your Dalang and Erlang go to the school to study, and maybe they will have the opportunity to worship under Mr. Xiaolang in the future."

"Tsk tsk, being able to worship under Mr. Xiao Lang is really a blessing in the previous life. Who is Mr. Xiao Lang? That is a family of Wenqu stars descending from the sky, a family of gods."

This group of bastards who are worse than others!Li Wangyou only felt his teeth itching with hatred.

"Brother Bin Wang, do you really want to worship me as a teacher?" Li Wangyou rolled his eyes twice, and came up with an idea: "It's not impossible, but you have to answer a question for me first, and I will accept it if the answer is correct." How is your disciple?"

Ma Zhou immediately clasped his fists together: "Teacher, please tell me."

Li Wangyou said the topic slowly, but Ma Zhou and the crowd were stunned.

126 twelve copper coins

Li Wangyou really wanted to learn from the time-travel novels he had read, and give Ma Zhou some difficult problems like how to put the nine-curved beads on the rope.

But firstly, he didn't have such a gem, and secondly, he used this kind of questions to test Tang people, and that would be humiliating himself.

Because in the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucius had already given the answer, applying grease to the thread to make the ants pass through it.

In the Tang Dynasty, there was also "Ant Wearing Nine-curved Bead Fu", so others have known about it for a long time, and Li Wangyou will not be boring himself.

He asked Ma Zhou a logical deduction question: "I have twelve copper coins now, and one of them is a fake coin with lead added, and the weight is different. I will give you a weighing instrument that can only be weighed three times. Find it out and ask how to operate it? Hehe, Brother Bin Wang, if you can’t solve this problem, let’s let go of the apprenticeship.”

Weighing instruments are the balances of ancient China.