It’s enough for you to drink a pot.”

The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel funny when he heard Zhao Chuanxin talking to a child like this.

The hair hasn’t even grown yet, enough to drink two bottles.

Benjamin Goldberg said with great anticipation: "Is there a dragon? Is there a Taotie? Is there a Xuanwu? If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. If the mountains are not high, there will be immortals. Those deep mountains shrouded in clouds and mist

, is there a god as powerful as Master?"

"What books have you been reading all day long lately? There's a fairy, feudal superstition."

Benjamin Goldberg: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly sneezed.

I can’t remember the last time I sneezed, it seems like it was so long ago before the end of the Qing Dynasty.

He cursed: "I don't know which bitch is gossiping about my wife and saying bad things about me. Boss, these spices have all been given to me, let's settle the score."

This is no longer the ancient age when pepper was worth the same as gold.

But the spices are still expensive, so the boss made a calculation and said: "Chenghui, 38 yuan. Are you two going to open a restaurant?"

Zhao Chuanxin took out the money and shook his head: "No, I will use it to feed the pigs and dogs."

The boss sneered: "Are you kidding me? What kind of pig or dog is so expensive? Is it worth eating such a thing?"

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at the dry rice and then at Benjamin Goldberg: "The dogs are here, the pigs are here, maybe this is the breeder's helplessness."

The boss laughed.

Benjamin Goldberg also laughed: "Master, what else should we buy?"

"The further north we go, the colder the weather will be. We need to buy some clothes to keep out the cold." Zhao Chuanxin made a summary: "It's better not to be too conspicuous, just buy some clothes that common people wear."

As he said that, he walked towards a clothing store.

Only then did Benjamin Goldberg know what Zhao Chuanxin wanted to buy.

Long gown, thick cotton jacket...

After Zhao Chuanxin bought a few sets of clothes that fit him casually, he took his apprentice and rice out and went out. A man wearing Xuantian Sect work clothes hurriedly ran over: "Master, I have found you. The deputy master has something urgent, urgent...

…”

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "What do you want to do first?"

The man scratched his head: "I only heard a general idea. I don't know if it's correct. It was said that the Portuguese attacked Mount Jiusha..."

"Blank!" Zhao Chuanxin put away his clothes: "Benjamin, go back and let your Uncle Li arrange to take a boat to Ao Island. As a teacher, you must be one step ahead."

Benjamin Goldberg hesitated for a moment and shouted: "Master, will it be dangerous if I go at this time?"

Zhao Chuanxin strode forward without looking back: "It doesn't matter, by the time you arrive, Rosada's blood will run cold!"

Benjamin Goldberg thought of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that he had recently read in his spare time.
Chapter completed!