It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

The stall owner seemed to have been hungry for some time.

Sitting listlessly behind the stall.

His eyes were half open and half closed.

Will fall asleep soon.

Even though Chu Xuan stared at it for a long time, he didn't notice it.

Until he walked to the stall.

The young man opened his eyes and stretched.

Pretending to yawn, he said softly.

"Whoever wakes up from a big dream first will know it in my life."

At this point, the young man got stuck for a moment and seemed to have forgotten the following words.

The corners of Chu Xuan's mouth twitched.

If you are uneducated, stop pretending. . .

He stretched again to relieve the embarrassment.

The young man then looked at Chu Xuan.

"Kid, are you interested in my stuff?"

"Ah."

Chu Xuan nodded.

Said innocently.

"Brother, why are you selling garbage at the market?"

"What rubbish? I am creative, do you understand creativity?

Do you, a little kid, know the importance of creativity? "

The young man almost jumped up like a cat with fried hair.

said angrily.

“As long as any of my ideas can be implemented, we can build a country and revitalize the tribe.

How can you mediocre people understand?

Hum, the music is high but the harmony is low! "

"You said your idea can revitalize the tribe?"

Chu Xuan looked at the slate placed by the young man.

Narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Creativity, the magical tool for plowing - the coupling plow."

"Original content, a great invention across the ages - the multiplication table."

"On the Possibility of Making Glass."

Some characters do not exist in this era, but young people still use Chinese characters instead.

Chu Xuan asked, pointing to the creative idea with Couple written on it.

"Can you make this thing?"

"of course."

The young man said without shame.

“Can’t do it.

I am only responsible for providing ideas. If you buy my ideas, you have to pay me.

If you can't do it, you just can't do it. Why do you care about me? "

Yes, he is still a waste time traveler. . .

Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows and was about to speak.

Rong Rong looked over with bright eyes.

spoke suddenly.

"What kind of ideas do you have here? We have many of them.

Isn’t it shameful to copy other people’s work? "

"You fart.

These ideas are absolutely original.

If there were any that weren't, I'd eat that slate right now. "

"Are you serious?

No regrets allowed? "

"I will never regret it."

"Not your multiplication table."

Rong pointed to the stone tablet with the multiplication table written on it.

He proudly began to memorize it.

“One to one makes one, one to two makes two…

Even a kid like me can do this, why are you using it to embarrass anyone? "

The young man listened blankly as he finished reciting the multiplication table.

The whole person is not well.

"This is impossible!

How could people in this era do that? . . "

Chu Xuan listened to this classic female channel time traveler plot with great interest.

The heroine traveled to another world and became an unpopular concubine in the palace or something.

When envoys from other countries came to the DPRK and made things difficult, the civil and military officials of the DPRK were unable to do anything.

The heroine suddenly appears and uses her wisdom to save the country's face.

Suddenly he got the emperor's attention.

I didn't expect that he would meet him one day.

Seeing that Chu Xuan seemed very interested, Rong continued.

“And these ideas of yours are simply unrealistic.

During this period, everyone was using stone tools to cultivate the fields.

You ask someone to make a coupling plow, and if it doesn't work it's someone else's problem. Isn't this just a joke?

Do you know what the structure of a coupling plow is like?

Do you know how to smelt bronze or iron?

When using creativity to cheat money, it is important to have a plan and follow up in the early stages.

You don’t know anything, not even the most basic technologies today, how can you still talk about creativity?

Idiots like you wouldn't read a time-travel novel and just read the first three lines and then start dreaming! "

The more Rong talked, the more excited he became.

After saying that, I realized something was wrong.

He looked at Chu Xuan nervously.

After seeing that Chu Xuan only showed a slightly confused expression, he felt relieved.

In her previous life, she was a woman who wanted to squeeze out the upper echelons of the palace.

I also attended a lot of cocktail parties with my boss, making up for my homework.

We are all too familiar with these.

He said it in a moment of excitement.

Being taught such a lesson.

The young man's face suddenly turned green and red.

In a mixture of shame and anger, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped the person in front of him.

"You little beast, do you want to die?"

Rong never thought that this person would dare to do such a thing in the market.

The whole person stood there blankly.

But the palm stopped in the air just as it flew halfway, and a small hand suddenly appeared and held his wrist tightly.

The next moment, the little hand exerted a slight force, and with a "click", the young man's wrist was instantly crushed to pieces.

The shrill screams spread throughout the market.

"Dare you break the rules and do something in the market?"

Chu Xuan snorted coldly.

This fool gave him such a suitable opportunity, and he would not let it go.

"And the one who is attacking is my Ruoshui Shuizheng daughter. How courageous are you?"

After saying that, he picked up the slate on the ground with the multiplication table written on it.

After crushing it, he stuffed it into the young man's mouth.

Inspiring Qi and blood directly pressed the stone slab into his stomach.

"As Zhuanxu, the only son of Ruoshui King Changyi, I have witnessed the bet you two just made.

Now it's your time to execute. "