"10,000 words, are you sure?" The customer service 010's voice looked very tired.

"Confirm." Cheng Jinzhou's voice seemed even more tired.

"The Changes of the Ancient Canal of Yangzhou."

"It's okay." Cheng Jinzhou shook his arm.

Another arduous and protracted war.

The later he went, the more money he had in Cheng Jinzhou's hands became, and he had few ways to make money and didn't have much time. As the number of Star Covenant points increased, the speed of reaching 100 became slower and slower. In this case, even books with 11,000 words were reluctant to buy them.

Of course, the customer service comrades will not surrender easily.

Most of the time, while Cheng Jinzhou asked the accountants to copy books in a variety of ways, he had to bargain with this Star Alliance customer service. Usually, after copying a book, he might not be able to get a book out.

The gentlemen who copied books were not allowed to relax, and Cheng Jinzhou was so tired that he stuck out his tongue, and a cup of tea was even more boiled water.

Of course, customer service 010 is even more tiring. After fighting for hundreds of books in a row, I finally couldn't help but say: "Your behavior now has constituted harassment, and your behavior has seriously affected my normal work... What exactly do you want to do?"

His momentum is not enough at all. Rules are rules. Even if the rules accumulated over such a long period of time are not applicable to all situations, it is also difficult to not obey it.

"I just want the Star Alliance level to be upgraded to 3." Cheng Jinzhou looked at Jiezi innocently and said, "It's a very simple idea."

"You have 40 points to upgrade-" The customer service comrade began to feel that life was really long.

Cheng Jinzhou was also angry and looked at the warehouse and said, "I just passed one-third of my money, but I have lost half of my money. What should you do if you ask me to do?"

"There is always a solution." Customer service 010 cannot reject the customer's request for random books. In order to relieve himself, he has to say: "I can open some restrictions to you, just relax a little of the requirements for language."

"Chinese?"

Customer service said mutely: "I don't have this permission, and it's already a discount."

What he wants to offer is his lips more.

With a small breeze in the bright yard, Cheng Jinzhou stretched his waist comfortably and said, "Then I'd like to give me a discount. You don't need more than 10,000 words to get a Star Alliance point?"

"Impossible." Customer service 010 flatly rejected it.

"Then it's Chinese, a book of 10,000 words. Give me the Star Covenant points, and I'll give you some fun."

"You can choose to buy it slowly, and don't be so anxious. Many of the books should be able to make money." At this time, the so-called customer service is considered to be a bit worthy of its name.

Cheng Jinzhou curled his lips and said, "It is easy to get dozens of taels of silver, and hundreds of taels of silver are not difficult, but it makes people doubt that even a few times more silver can't be returned. With my small body, even the white mouse's life cannot survive. If I wanted to live at that time."

Speaking of this, customer service 010 was helpless and accepted his fate and said, "Let's go ahead."

Cheng Jinzhou was energetic and physically tired, and joined the new bidding process.

"The Synthesis and Catalysis of Pyrrolone Samar Complexes", "Repair of Ancient Kiln Plum Vases", "Preparation of Resin-based Hydrated Iron Oxides based on Donnan Modular Effect"... I bought a bunch of them and screened them again. There are only a limited number of usefulness, and even if they were selected, they actually have no actual value. Although I know that there are so many books in the world, it is possible to include the future and other civilization states, but I don't get any benefits, and I still feel unhappy.

As for the remaining religions, literary grammar, and even super-high-level scientific and technological documents, the value is lower than the other. After Cheng Jinzhou copied them down, he put them in another wooden box, hoping to be useful in his lifetime.

...

Time is like vomiting. When you get used to it, you have reached a new stage - waiting for the next vomiting.

Shi Yan looked at the sky with the mood of eating, and came over carefully and said, "San Ge'er, today is the day of the school exam again."

"It's been three days." Cheng Jinzhou rubbed his eyebrows. He rode his horse out for 10 miles every morning, then wasted his own food, and grabbed a group of accounts and copied books. Finally, he rushed home in front of the door at dusk. The activities were very regular: he continued to selectively forget the so-called study...

"San brother, let's leave now?" Shi Mo became even more nervous.

Cheng Jinzhou turned around and waved his hand, whispered to the ring face: "Mr. Ke, how many Xingmeng points are counted now?"

"85." The customer service looked resentful.

"There are still three or four tons of grain, which seems to be not enough." Cheng Jinzhou shook his head helplessly. It was already good to exchange 1,000 taels of silver for 80 Star Covenant points. Translation is too expensive. By the time he gave up on translation in the later stage, the money was no longer enough.

Customer Service 010 naturally doesn't answer.

The back was covered with a saddle and said, "San brother, the horse is gone."

He can't speak without saying a tongue, and it sounds like he is called the third brother, giving people a strange feeling, but even the servants in the distance dare not laugh. The size of these two brothers puts huge pressure on people.

Cheng Jinzhou thought for a moment, waved his hand and said, "I won't go today."

Shiyan and Shimo were shocked, and Shimo almost cried and said, "Third brother, the young master must be waiting at home..."

"When you go back, huh, just say that I was feeling the cold and lived in Xiaoxizhuang." Cheng Jinzhou could have a little understanding of the art of lying.

Both of them turned green, and it looked like a sign of losing weight for three months. Shimo knelt down with a plop and was about to pull Cheng Jinzhou's pants. The master did not go to school and did not show up on the day of the school exam. That was the complete dereliction of duty by the Shutong, so how could he succeed?

"If you dare to touch, I will trample you to death." Cheng Jinzhou glared at his eyes and said in a lower voice: "There will be more often when you explain it in the future. You can't even cover such a small matter. What's the use of asking you?"

The so-called explanation is entirely a modification of special art.

Shi Yan was anxious and sweating, saying, "San brother, how could the young master believe it?"

Meng Dacai ignored the crying of the two book boys, patted "Zhufeng" on the head and shouted: "Brother Shan, then I'll take off the saddle."

"Don't take it off first. Let's go to the city and bring Yueying with you." Cheng Jinzhou said, tidied up his clothes and said with a smile: "Dad believe it or not, it depends on you. I'm in poor health. He doesn't know. Okay, let's just say this, Shimo, you go to the pawn shop in the city, Shiyan, you can handle these things."

Shi Yan almost fainted. He thought it was mainly Shi Mo's business, but at this time, he had no choice.

Cheng Jinzhou turned around and got on his horse. Before leaving, he shouted: "Shiyan, go find someone. Tomorrow morning, I will see 2,000 stones of grain here."

"Where is the silver?" Shi Yan said weakly.

"When the goods are paid."

……
Chapter completed!