"How can I be happy if my husband has to do both? I just like to do good deeds. Since you are in trouble, I will buy it. No thanks."

"Really?" they both asked in unison.

"But I have a request."

The two of them looked as if they were like this.

Just know that there is no free lunch in the world.

"You said, as long as it's within reason."

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I need your help to transport it to Ethan Manor in North Tarrytown. I can pay the freight."

The ship dealer looked happy: "That's no problem. He can help transport it. This saves him a lot of money."

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and asked the ship dealer: "If I ask you to supply a large amount of goods, can you do it?"

The ship dealer learned a lesson and gained wisdom. He raised his hand and the air was hot to the touch: "It won't be shipped any more. The profit is already very low. If you don't accept the ship after shipping too much, I will pay more."<

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Zhao Chuanxin curled his lips: "In the Battle of Morgaden, the Swiss never complained about the lack of training. In the Battle of Sterling Bridge, the Lion-Hearted King Wallace never complained about the lack of soldiers. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin was not too concerned about the lack of troops when the Turks attacked the city.

There is too little preparation time. If everything is ready and the profits are astonishing, what else will you do?"

The ship dealer and another person were dumbfounded.

"This, what you said makes sense." The ship merchant's blood boiled with excitement: "Then let me try?"

"Yes!" Zhao Chuanxin showed a childish look on his face: "I'll give you an address. You can contact a Jew named Abraham Cohen..."

After deceiving the ship dealer, Zhao Chuanxin only gave him a shipping fee and ordered the crayfish to be sent to Eson Manor, then he and Marcus Nkrumah rushed back.

It took four hours for the two of them to rush back to the manor.

As soon as he entered the gate, Zhao Chuanxin was surprised to see Benjamin Goldberg and Ganfan sitting on the steps of the flower garden.

Seeing Zhao Chuanxin and Marcus Nkrumah, Benjamin Goldberg was overjoyed: "Master, Marcus, you are back!"

He rushed over with dry rice.

"Well, yes, I've grown taller." Zhao Chuanxin greeted perfunctorily: "Let's take Mi Shan to the stable and have someone unsaddle him."

"Woof..."

"Eat? Haha, I'm not in a good mood. Let's have beer and barbecue. I'm in a bad mood. Let's eat crayfish. Let's eat sesame seeds in the evening."

Every time Zhao Chuanxin came back from an outing, he would ask if he had brought anything back as usual.

I have never eaten Ma Xiao in dry rice, but I have eaten crickets.

Cricket tofu, that’s a delicacy in the world!

I think it should be about the same.

So I left with satisfaction.

After being dismissed, Benjamin Goldberg was eager to show off: "Master, I have finished reading "Principles of Mechanics", "Electromagnetic Field Theory", and "Principles of Physics" during this period."

Zhao Chuanxin is ashamed, who the hell is the master?

He coughed and said with a straight face: "Well, that's right. Master will write some books for you someday, such as "A Brief History of Time", "A Brief History of Humanity", "Principles of Economics", "Yi Zhongtian", no, it's "Yi Zhongtian".

Zhao Chuanxin's "Three Kingdoms"..."

Benjamin Goldberg mused: "It sounds very profound, Master."

"Yes." Zhao Chuanxin nodded seriously: "The books written by Master are must-read books for all human beings."

Seeing Benjamin Goldberg's expression of admiration, Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself that this apprentice was not very smart either.

He asked strangely: "By the way, why did you come to the manor?"

Benjamin Goldberg said: "My mother brought me here, she went to see Sister Hua."

"No matter how big or small, is that what you call Sister Hua?"

In fact, Americans are not taboo about this, and many people even know the names of their parents and grandparents.

Moreover, it is not uncommon for grandfather and grandson to have the same name, and father and son to have the same name. Add junior in front to represent the second generation.

"Uh..." Benjamin Goldberg quickly changed his words: "She went to see her wife."

"Watt's Farke?"

When did you teach him to bark like this?

Zhao Chuanxin took a closer look and found that this traitor indeed looked a bit like a traitor.

Leave it to ancient times and act like a sycophant.

Zhao Chuanxin's hands and feet were stiff due to riding, so he said: "You go play by yourself first, and I'll go back and take a shower."

When he entered the main building, the servants greeted him one after another.

Zhao Chuanxin responded one by one.

After going upstairs, he faintly heard wheezing and thumping sounds coming from the fitness area.

So I walked over curiously and saw that there was a gap in the door, so I took a look.

Wow...

Zhao Chuanxin started to have a nosebleed...

If we go by the pace of life, he would actually be over 30 years old this year.

Unexpectedly, I still have nosebleeds at this age, and many people in later generations have already started to wear wet shoes.

There are three women in the fitness room, namely Miao Cuihua, Rachel Kervis and Mahina.

They wear a kind of dress, which is longer than a short skirt and shorter than a long skirt, roughly a little above the knee.

The clothes are made of silk and are very close-fitting.

Moreover, there seems to be...

The three of them are dancing.

Zhao Chuanxin feels that it is a dance adapted from the hula dance of the Kanaka tribe.

They all pulled their hair back and wore silk headbands, like a small fan pinned to the back of their heads.

My belly is like waves, my hair is like the wind, and the floor under my feet makes a thumping sound.

Mahina is strong and strong, while Rachel Kervis is a little skinny. They each have their own styles.

As for Miao Cuihua, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't stand it the most. She was obviously plump, but her waistline was still so beautiful.

Rich, soft, meaty, and muddy.

The eyes are still so spot on.

In Zhao Chuanxin's mind, he kept emphasizing to himself: It is wrong to peek, it is shameful.

But the eyes are very honest and never stray away from them.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

He was so distracted by what he was looking at that he couldn't help but muttered: "Male Gobi, the king will be in court earlier than ever!"

Suddenly, the three of them paused.

Mahina was the toughest, and she heard a voice shouting: "Who?"

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly woke up.

He wanted to run away, but then he thought, running away is not my style, Lao Zhao.

He simply pushed the door open and coughed twice: "I looked at it with a critical eye. It's nothing if you misunderstood and peeked, but I must emphasize that I have never been against the three customs."

"..."

The three people behaved differently.

After Mahina saw that it was Zhao Chuanxin, she didn't take it seriously at all, and her face was calm.

Miao Cuihua just smiled.

Only Rachel Kervis was furious: "Damn it, you are obviously just peeking, why don't you get out quickly?"

Zhao Chuanxin's face was not red and he was out of breath: "You danced your way, it didn't delay anything for me. In fact, I am willing to waste my precious time to serve as a single judge for you."

Rachel Kervis crossed her arms, feeling a little at a loss and not knowing where to cover her arms.

In fact, this kind of dress is nothing in later generations, it is their "inner beauty".

She said angrily: "It's just you? Do you know how to dance?"

Zhao Chuanxin practiced balancing every day, and except for the first few days when he made significant progress, he immediately entered a bottleneck period.

There is no physical progress, but Qi and blood are more vigorous.

Maybe it was the male hormones that were causing the problem. He really didn't want to leave just like that, so he said shamelessly: "Why don't you understand me? I may be a better dancer than you, and I'm more than enough to be a judge for you!"
To be continued...