Chapter 139 The New Year Is Coming, I Will Add Money
The only one who was a little strange was Song Nanzhu. She seemed to come to Shoutinghou Mansion less frequently.
Maybe his father is back.
After all, Song Huai'en caused such a big trouble last time, and the trouble was not small.
His position as the general manager of Cangzhou was dismissed, and he has been idle at home.
Chu Pingshan had to be busy with Guangwu Camp, so he came back and didn't stay at home for long.
Shen Wuming's life was peaceful.
Every morning I would go to Sun Yat-sen Academy and listen to Lu Ziang explain policy. Sometimes he would also help explain some.
His policy level has reached level 5.
Lu Ziang is far inferior.
It's about learning, but it's more about communicating with each other and helping in class.
There is also the topic.
Lu Ziang's level of answering questions is still slightly higher than Shen Wuming's, after all, he has rich experience.
During this time, people such as Cui Kuan, Wei Xiaowen and others now respect Shen Wuming like a god.
Someone has even opened a bet behind the scenes on whether Shen Wuming will win the No. 1 pick or the No. 3 pick?
"Why not number two?"
After Shen Wuming learned about this bet, he felt very strange.
These people believe that he is normal, but the number one pick is the first and the third overall pick is the third.
Why not bet on second place?
"Hey, Brother Hao, don't you understand now?"
Cui Kuan smiled and said, "Because the top pick is the most talented one, and the top pick is the one appointed by His Majesty."
"Not only do you need to be talented, but you also need to have a dignified appearance. To put it simply, you need to be handsome."
"Some of the top picks are not less talented than the number one pick, but they are selected as top picks just because of their appearance."
Wei Xiaowen also nodded repeatedly, "Brother Shen is indeed talented, but his appearance is too peerless."
"If His Majesty takes a fancy to you then, he might choose you as a prodigy."
Shen Wuming was slightly startled and said, "Then I still want the number one scholar. How can a man live off his skin?"
He had to admit that he had indeed eaten a lot of soft food along the way.
But it is definitely not based on skin.
But talent.
It's the connotation.
Cui Kuan and Wei Xiaowen looked at each other, curling their lips slightly, both wanting to slap him.
Is the No. 1 pick something you can just say you want?
Apart from the academy, the places Shen Wuming visited most during this period were the Cao family and the Pei family.
I went to Cao's house not because of the dogwood tree, but because the research and development of the car was coming to an end.
There are still some technical problems in mass production.
"The current speed has reached two hundred miles per hour. If the restrictions are relaxed, it can be doubled."
"However, there are still some troubles in energy conversion, so in general, it is better to limit it to this speed."
Cao Zijing has never left Zhongshan County. Except for his daughter's affairs, it is because of the production of cars.
Shen Wuming looked at the off-road vehicle he had designed himself. It had a square shell and was full of movement.
And it’s still majestic.
However, he was not satisfied with this speed. Two hundred miles per hour was equivalent to one hundred yards.
The little electric donkey he rode before could reach 70 or 80 when encountering a downhill slope.
Still a bit slow.
But the initial promotion is okay. One is to reserve a market for the future, and the other is for safety.
"What Uncle Cao said makes sense, but there is also the cost aspect. We need to put more pressure on it and study it for a while!"
Shen Wuming opened the car door, stepped out, and analyzed it with Cao Zhuyu.
The reason why he did not analyze with Cao Zijing was because he did not understand Mohist techniques and it was difficult to communicate.
This is the daily routine every time I go to Cao's house. Cao Zijing basically uses him like a cow and a horse now.
Cao Juyu was abducted, and Shen Wuming did not dare to resist.
I can only let it go and please my future father-in-law.
Compared to the Cao family, it was much more comfortable when going to the Pei family.
Pei Mao personally received him every time, served him all kinds of delicious food and drinks, and even took him fishing with him.
The little girl Pei Zian was also there, serving tea and water, which was quite comfortable.
If Shen Wuming hadn't always disliked Pei Mao, this atmosphere might have made him more relaxed.
However, he always kept in mind that Pei Mao was an old fox and would trick him the first time they met.
Never let down your guard.
In the blink of an eye, it’s already the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the day after tomorrow is New Year’s Eve.
"Isn't dad coming back?"
Shen Wuming took the letter from Heijiao and unfolded it, and couldn't help but frowning slightly and asked.
"no way."
Heijiao smiled bitterly, "Now that Guangwu Camp is being established, the Marquis is really too busy."
"The most important thing is that I killed those two bastards last time, which seemed to have solved the problem."
"But in fact there are still many undecided demon clans who are running rampant at this time and have broken away from the restraints."
"Can't you take care of it?" Shen Wuming glared at him, "You are also a fifth-level demon!"
"But there are still several great five-level monsters from the Wuding Water Tribe, and I can't defeat them."
Heijiao's face was full of innocence, "Uncle, do you want to think about it?"
"If I were strong, would you catch me and make me a dog? As for running errands every day?"
A dignified fifth-level demon, Black Horn is also aggrieved. His strength is actually not too strong for the same level.
"Useless thing."
Shen Wuming cursed, then after some deliberation, he asked Heijiao to inform his mother-in-law, and he left the Hou Mansion.
All the way to the bookstore.
During this time, he also figured out that the old man in the bookstore was definitely not as simple as he seemed.
At least there are so many books.
"Hey, Master, here we go again."
When the old man with the leprosy head saw him, he stood up quickly, his face full of enthusiasm, not as cold as before.
The main reason is that if Shen Wuming doesn't come, the business of his bookstore will be really bad.
I have almost run out of money for drinks in the past two days, and I am still counting on Shen Wuming to help.
"I brought you wine."
Shen Wuming dropped the wine he was carrying on the table, and held a bowl of noodles in his other hand.
I just bought this from Yuzhou Xiaomian. It is still hot and has a large amount of beef in it.
"Hey hey hey!"
The old man with the leprosy head chuckled, picked up the chopsticks and wiped them on his sleeves, and then started eating noodles and drinking wine.
Just like performing Sichuan Opera, the change of expression became extremely fast, and Shen Wuming stopped talking to him in an instant.
Shen Wuming was not surprised, but looked for information in the bookstore, especially the demon area.
But this is not a classic book.
Most of them are monster novels, about vixens and dragon girls meeting scholars on their way on a rainy day.
Then there is the matter of love and affection.
However, compared to the rich pictures and texts in The Legend of Tianshan Heroine, the content is still a bit thin.
I looked around and found nothing.
"What are you looking for?"
The old man with the leprosy head finished cooking the noodles, took the wine bottle, and poured a piece of silver thread into his mouth.
Then he turned around and asked.
"Is there any book about demons? Preferably one on Yongding River. I have been dealing with them recently."
"Well..." The old man suddenly looked embarrassed.
"I'll add money."
"have!"
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