Zhao Ce's words stunned everyone who heard them.

But soon.

After they reacted, they all looked at Zhao Ce as if they were laughing.

"What can you do if you are a weakling?"

"Are you going to give the meager grain from your rice vat to the imperial court for disaster relief?"

"Just be afraid, the little food you have is not enough for you to eat!"

Someone laughed like this.

The others burst into laughter.

When Mr. Zhao heard what everyone said, he felt very unhappy.

This is Zhao Ce.

After exposing a fake master once, who do you think you are?

Although he was dismissed from the Master's list, he was at fault first.

But who told Zhao Ce that his character was not good enough?

It's time.

In order to please the public, he also made nonsense at the city gate.

Solve the food crisis in two counties?

Zhao Ce is such a poor guy, how dare he say such a thing?

Mr. Zhao said proudly: "Yes, our family can only give out porridge at the city gate for two or three days."

"Only one meal a day."

"But at least, you can't even do it once a day!"

"There is only one mouth left to speak."

Zhao Ce, the dead poor man, glanced at him lightly.

"If I can really solve the food crisis in the two nearby counties!"

"Mr. Zhao, how are you doing?"

Zhao Ce is wearing a bunt today.

Although she was wearing new shoes on her feet, she was carrying a bookcase on her back.

But he should be classified as a scholar.

It's really a bit nondescript.

When everyone heard Zhao Ce say this again, they all laughed.

Some people also have curiosity in their hearts.

Is it possible that this farmer really has any ideas?

Otherwise, why would he be at the city gate, in front of everyone?

Say these words again and again?

What good will this do to him?

Mr. Zhao didn't take Zhao Ce's words seriously at all.

Having been classmates with Zhao Ce for several years, he still doesn't know how much Zhao Ce weighs?

He is nothing more than a idiot who talks the words of saints!

Mr. Zhao said nonchalantly: "If you can really solve this food crisis."

"Then I will serve you tea and apologize!"

"But if you can't solve it, what will you do?"

Said.

He waved his hand again.

"That's all, you are so kind to my family."

"Even if you can't solve it, I won't hold you accountable."

After saying that, the folding fan in his hand opened with a "swish".

He fanned slowly.

The bastard next to him started to praise him at the right moment.

"Master Zhao is indeed a man of extraordinary glory."

"We really can't wait!"

After hearing what they said, Zhao Ce just smiled and shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Zhao, whether I am grateful to your family or not is another matter."

"In response to this matter."

"If I can solve it, then you don't need to offer tea and apologize."

"Just need..."

Zhao Ce glanced at Young Master Zhao up and down.

He said with some sadness: "I just need Mr. Zhao to put on the clothes of a young lady and come to the city gate to give porridge."

"If I lose, I will kneel down and apologize to Mr. Zhao in front of everyone."

"how?"

After Zhao Ce finished speaking, he slightly raised his eyebrows at Mr. Zhao.

The provocation in his eyes.

Others can turn a blind eye even if they want to.

"Wearing a lady's clothes?" Mr. Zhao took a step back.

"This, this..."

When the others heard Zhao Ce's words, they also burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, this is good!"

"Master Zhao, why are you retreating?"

"What can this guy with muddy legs do?"

"Promise him quickly!"

"Bet with him!"

"That's right, promise him quickly!"

The people next to him no longer care about the grudges between the two.

All he could do was cheer loudly.

After all, no matter who loses, who wins.

They all have a good show to watch.

Zhao Ce is a farmer and has a bad reputation.

I'm not afraid of getting a bad reputation.

But Mr. Zhao is different.

He was praised so highly just now.

Now, everyone was cheering him hard.

Mr. Zhao looked left and right.

The voices of the people around him kept encouraging him.

He was very upset.

If he wears the clothes of a young lady, then where is the dignity of a scholar like him?

Although with his family's financial resources, there would be no problem in taking the imperial examination later.

But it will definitely become the laughing stock of everyone.

I'm afraid that when he goes to high school in the future, those people who don't think it's a big deal will take this matter and make fun of him.

Mr. Zhao sighed and said, "I won't make a bet with you, a mud-legged person."

But the classmate next to him encouraged him and said: "Master Zhao, this Zhao Ce is a farmer and has not even read the Four Books."
To be continued...