034 Looking for someone

Zelonger held back his laughter and gave Folder a look of "You have a chance" and then told his servants to get some more wine. The three old men calmed down at this time, drinking and chatting randomly. Chen Xiansong was a little strange about their emotional change. Zelonger had a lot of gunpowder just now, so why did he suddenly calm down? But this is a good thing, no one likes to make more enemies. He was a little confused, and then put it aside and didn't pay much attention.

Drinking can bring people closer to each other. This sentence also works for posthumans. After drinking, the relationship between the three of them is obviously much better. Zelonger, who has always been very arrogant, took the initiative to apologize to Chen Xiansong while he was drunk: "Bastard boy... I was wrong last night. If you have resentment, just spread it to me. That matter has nothing to do with Fold. If you dare to deliberately slander Fold in front of Ms. Bai Min, and create obstacles for him, don't blame me and you for not finishing it."

Of course, Chen Xiansong was not willing to be outdone, but the smell of gunpowder was far less strong than before: "It's not possible to slander, but I won't give him a chance to compete fairly. From now on, I will take Xiao Min with me every day and not let other men touch her."

Folde shouted anxiously: "This is not fair!"

The yellow-haired girl Lux also secretly drank some wine, her cheeks were slightly hunched. When she heard the topic of the three men always surround a woman, she said a little displeased: "Who is that Xiao Min? You have been talking about her all night."

Three drunken men were stunned at the same time, and then began to change topics at the same time in a sympathetic way. Although Chen Xiansong did not understand feelings very much, the book "The Necessary Self-cultivation and World View of Natural Men" also said: Never praise and talk about another woman loudly in front of one woman.

More than an hour later, the old lord and Udir came to the backyard and saw three drunken young men, smiling knowingly. Robert carried Chen Xiansong up, and Udir said to his old friend: "What he said just now is so determined. I personally prefer Zelonger to become the lord. No matter what, he will have the knight friend Folder in the future and advise you two other children..." At this point, he shook his head.

"Don't worry, I understand." The old lord smiled.

"Then I'll leave first." Udir asked Robert to take Chen Xiansong away.

With the blue sky, high-rise buildings, and anti-gravity aircraft flowing continuously in the air, Bai Jie held Chen Xiansong, who looked like a child, and watched the giant pandas up close in the natural ecological zoo. This is his memory when he was eight years old. Not far away, the 19-year-old Chen Xiansong quietly looked at the two people in front of him.

Then, after some time, he opened his eyes and his vision was blurred. Chen Xiansong woke up from the drunkenness and handed a white towel next to him. He took it and covered his face. After a while, he put it down. There were strands of blood in his slightly wet eyes. He asked the girl beside him, "It's a little bit now."

"Nine-thirty-five in the morning," Bai Min said: "Next, you should have some light breakfast, and then teach Wildlife No. 2 to learn words and calligraphy, and discuss matters with Wildlife No. 1 about the ecological agricultural circle at around 10:30."

Chen Xiansong turned his head. At this time, he finally realized that Bai Min had already worn a pure black maid suit, which was very Gothic, with long black hair, black eyes, and smooth skin like the best prize. It was perfectly matched with the black maid suit, which was extremely beautiful.

Chen Xiansong was a little surprised: "The clothes were ready so quickly?"

"The wild animal tailor is too stupid. Even with drawings, he can't make good clothes." Bai Min sat on Chen Xiansong's bed with her knees like a Barbie doll, with her long soft hair spread on the bed sheet, occupying almost half of the area: "In the end, I only bought some tools and fabrics. I made two sets of them overnight. The tools were a bit expensive, and it cost six more silver coins than buying finished clothes directly. Now we still have the money to...

Chen Xiansong waved his hand and interrupted Bai Min: "Don't talk to me about this in the future, just do it. The whole society knows the domestic service ability of biochemical people, and I can trust it."

Hearing this, Bai Min's eyes seemed to narrow as if they were enjoying the kitten touching by the owner. However, the speed was too fast and it changed back to the face without any more. Chen Xiansong did not dare to confirm whether he had read it wrong.

But this is just a subtle. He put on his clothes and went downstairs. Alex brought a washbasin and towel, a cup of salt water, and a black animal hair toothbrush. Chen Xiansong washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then ate the light breakfast prepared by Bai Min. After one experience, Bai Min's cooking ability was obviously much stronger than yesterday.

"How are your practice?" Chen Xiansong drank a bowl of millet porridge and asked Alex aside.

"Teacher, I have completed the homework you gave me last night." Alex took out a card with numbers from his pocket and said in a panic: "In the morning, Teacher Bai Min taught me ten numbers. There are too many, and I don't remember clearly."

Chen Xiansong comforted him and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of time too short. Next, I will teach you "vertical". His writing method happens to be the same as the number "1". You can practice it together."

When Chen Xiansong taught Alex, the six mercenaries had long been away, even the servants around him. According to the unspoken rules of this era, they were not qualified to listen. After talking about the key points of the stroke of "vertical", Chen Xiansong had finished breakfast. While wiping his mouth, he asked, "Where is your father, we should continue yesterday's topic."

"Teacher, please follow me." Alex saluted and began to lead the way.

Chen Xiansong followed, and six mercenary guards quickly surrounded him, surrounding the right and behind. Only Bai Min stood on Chen Xiansong's left, which was her exclusive position.

Aslan was discussing some trivial matters in the village with many elderly people in the church. The church was their chapel and was usually their conference room. Chen Xiansong did not want to disturb other people's meetings, so he waited outside. The six mercenary guards looked a little unnatural, and they were always the only ones who were like those who were thinking deeply in the soul, which was the reason why those who were thinking deeply in the soul were waiting for others.

While Chen Xiansong was not paying attention, Balff, the oldest and most experienced guard, gently patted Alex on the shoulder and pointed to the church. Although Alex was not very smart, he was smart in this regard. He sneaked into the church. Not long after, Aslan hurried out.

"Teacher Xiaosong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Aslan's heart was indeed as nervous as he appeared. In this dark civilization era, the class relationship was quite strict. The soul-thinking person was the top member of the pyramid. Any nobleman had to sell them a little face. Even if he didn't like a soul-thinking person in his heart, he had to at least do a good job in front of outsiders. Of course, occasionally, there were some young young nobles who didn't take soul-thinking person seriously.

Even nobles have to do this, let alone the leader of a mere mercenary group.

Chen Xiansong didn't think anything. He had nothing to do now, and it was good to bask in the sun. It was rare that the sun was so good today: "Uncle Aslan, have you finished your work? If you haven't finished it, continue to do it first. I have more time and can just come and have a walk around."

"It's over, it's over." Aslan felt relieved when he saw that Chen Xiansong was really not angry. The soul-thinking person came to the door in person. Even if the matter was not over, he had to finish it: "Teacher Xiaosong is here to talk about how to plant "Shentai" crops, right? The oldest farmer in our village was inside just now. Let them tell you some experiences?"

"It's not to tell me, it's Xiao Min." Chen Xiansong pointed to the girl beside him: "I'm not good at agriculture. She will go in and listen to your information and then calculate the appropriate method."

Aslan was a little surprised: "Ms. Xiao Min is also a soul-thinking person?"

"I don't know if it counts. But she has more than a hundred times more knowledge than me." Chen Xiansong was also a little confused. Biochemical people have restrained feelings. Thanks to the biochip in their brains, they have a huge knowledge base and terrible computing power, but their creativity is very low and seems to be limited. They have the fastest learning speed and the ability to optimize program processes, but Biochemical people have never invented something new, never.

Hearing this sentence, Aslan was a little hesitant. He looked at Bai Min's new maid outfit and always felt that this outfit seemed to have been seen somewhere: "Since that's the case, Ms. Xiao Min, I'll trouble you later."

Bai Min looked at Chen Xiansong: "Your safety is the first priority."

"Not afraid, no one here will hurt me, and..." Chen Xiansong pointed to the six servants next to him: "Are they still there?"

"Wild animals cannot be completely trusted." Bai Min said mercilessly.

This is a question of their credibility. Hearing this, the six mercenaries were embarrassed and laughed and cried. This is also a blessing for Xiao Min's relationship with a little beauty. If a big man said this, the six mercenaries would definitely fight each other without saying a word.

Chen Xiansong knew the girl’s weakness: “Can I ask me to give orders? Xiao Min!”

"Okay." Bai Min looked at Chen Xiansong with dissatisfaction, and then entered the teaching. Aslan apologized to Chen Xiansong, and then hurriedly chased him in.

After Bai Min left, Chen Xiansong turned around and said to the six mercenaries, "It just so happened that I had something to investigate, so I'll bother you." He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was painted with two people, one man and one woman. This was the image taken by the research center. Chen Xiansong drew it based on his memory. Although he majored in ink painting, he had also studied sketching for a while. Although it was not said that he had a profound attainment, it was still no problem to draw portraits with eight or nine points the same.

"Have you seen these two people?" Chen Xiansong handed out the drawing paper: "I think they should be mercenaries too."

The drawing paper was passed in the hands of six people, and each of them shook their heads. The oldest Balff said: "We can investigate. As long as he is a mercenary, he will definitely leave information and records in the mercenary guild. I just don't know which mercenary he is registered in the branch. One city, one city investigation may take a lot of time. Master, is this urgent?"
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