Liu Tao is really nothing to do. His spearmen are still in the stage of fighting and slaughtering, walking in line, turning around, and stabbing. Just complete such fixed training items every day, and at most, the amount will be increased according to the progress.

The soldiers were all Zhuang Dings from the Zhang family. Who would dare to be lazy? Zhang Fei could directly discount his legs when he came over. Zhuang Dings knew that Zhang Fei, the owner of Zhuang Dings, was not easy to mess with, so he naturally tried his best to practice.

Liu Tao brought two bottles of wine from March to Jian Yong's mansion. It was said that it was a mansion, but it was actually a mud brick house. He lived in the bottom floor of Zhuo County. Not to mention the mud brick house, there were all thatched huts here.

As soon as he came here, his clothes attracted many people's ideas.

Most of them tried to avoid him in awe, and they didn't even have the courage to look at him in front of him. A few looked at him without doubt and kindness, but when they saw the sword around his waist, they still hesitated a few times.

"Brother Jian!" When he arrived at the gate, Liu Tao shouted. There was no difference between closing the gate and not closing it. It was just a decorative act of guarding against gentlemen and villains. He shouted out of politeness.

"Who?" An impatient voice came, and soon the door was pushed open, and a sloppy figure appeared behind the door.

It is said that he is sloppy, but it is like drinking all night, then being woken up and coming out before he has washed up and changed his clothes. I have to say that at this time, the taste is indeed a bit... rich...

"Brother Jian, do you still remember Liu Deran?" Liu Tao bowed. When he had a good relationship with Liu Bei in the past, he also met Jian Yong, but later he had a bad relationship with Liu Bei and he didn't see him much.

"Oh, that brother of Xuande..." Jian Yong scratched his head, not knowing whether he was thinking or whether there were fleas on his head. Finally, he seemed to figure it out and replied casually, "Is there something wrong?"

"I was planning to drink with you, that's what I planned..." Liu Tao raised the bottle of wine in his hand.

"This wine...oh!" The latter was not interested at first. After all, he was drunk just yesterday, but when he saw the bottle of wine, he immediately stopped talking and led Liu Tao in.

The smell in the room was even bigger, but it made Liu Tao feel nostalgic... Having said that, it would definitely be bad to smell. Considering Jian Yong's temper, or Liu Tao's temper also came up, he complained directly: "How long has Xianhe not cleaned it well?"

"Cleaning? How can I have that time?!" Jian Yong pushed down the things on the short table casually, then sorted out a seat for Liu Tao, and then took the wine bottle and placed it on the short table.

He didn't sit up and showed politeness, and he lay on his side on the short table, so he could do whatever he felt comfortable. The wine bowl should have been used last night. Thinking that it might be impolite, he got up again, picked up one and went to the water tank, washed it casually and took it back.

To be honest, in modern times, Liu Tao probably didn’t dare to touch him, for fear of getting hepatitis or something. Even if there is no such thing these days, Liu Tao still feels it’s a bit unhygienic, and it can be said that he is a bit pretentious.

Jian Yong obviously took care of him, so he washed the bowl specifically. After Liu Bei was here, he probably had no strange smell as long as the bowl had no peculiar smell, even if it was wine, he could drink it after pouring the wine. It was a bit sour and thought it was the lees.

He is different from Liu Bei here. He feels more like a modern cultural person, while Liu Bei is more like a genius. Everyone has different communication methods, and of course the scope of communication is also different.

"Don't dare to drink?" Jian Yong looked at Liu Tao jokingly. He had seen him before. He was obviously a gentry, but he thought he was a scholar. He acted like a child from a Luoyang family, but he didn't see if he had this background.

"A bottle of wine fairy wine, not to mention your bowl, I have to drink even if it is a spittoon!" Liu Tao directly retorted, then picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Jian Yong smashed it, smashed it, and you knew that the wine was expensive, so you still ruined it? The problem was that the wine was brought by someone, so he really couldn't say this, so he could only take a sip and taste it. It was indeed spicy for a short time by this degree.

I really adapted to this taste and thought it was terrible. After today, I was afraid that I would be unable to satisfy myself when I drank those turbid wine...

"Drinking a wine requires a sigh like this?" Liu Tao asked back, then poured himself a bowl of wine. After all, it was the bowl he had drunk, and suddenly felt that it didn't seem dirty.

"I had a sip of Yuhuchun's remaining wine at the home before, and I felt it was already a good wine. Who knew that after drinking this, I realized that Yuhuchun was just like this. The problem is... my income..." Jian Yong shook his head.

He was born in a cold and did everything to learn since he was a child. He was a book boy at a young age and was bullied by the master's children very badly. He had to grit his teeth and persevere. The purpose was to accompany the young masters to the clan to attend classes, and then go back to read their books. Of course, he would make a living by the way.

He endured humiliation and burdened him for more than ten years. Nowadays, a few young men have grown up and have their own families. He is still alone, but he is not a scholar and is a manager, but he doesn't know where the future is.

Reading is to change your destiny, but the more you read, the more you become confused about the future, and he doesn't know what he wants to do in the future and what direction he should work in. The key is where the hard study of more than ten years is to be used...

"How about introducing you to a good job?" The other party cried poorly, but he was exactly what Liu Tao wanted, so he immediately asked.

"Go to your militia?" Jian Yong obviously knew it. After all, the establishment of this militia was so big that it was second only to Zhang Jiao's rebellion in Zhuo County.

"How about it? Three meals a day, meat and wine. If you have good luck, you can gain fame. Even a county official or a county official is more comfortable than you are a gentry manager." Liu Tao said with a smile.

"The treatment is pretty good... but I always feel that something is missing." Jian Yong replied casually, as if he was struggling.

"You can ask Lu Yan for advice on the classics..." Liu Tao once again took out his bargaining chips.

"Oh, hey, Deran, don't tempt me, I'm almost unable to control myself!" Jian Yong suddenly showed a painful expression, but under that expression, there were a pair of cunning eyes.

"Why am I forcing you?" Liu Tao had no choice but to get up and salute respectfully, "Xian and Dacai, Deran doesn't want you to be buried in Zhuo County. I beg Xian and He to come out to help me!"

"It's almost the same!" Jian Yong put down the wine bowl, stood up and returned the gift, "I pay homage to my lord! Oh, by the way, you may have to take care of my temper... I'm used to it, it's hard to change!"

"You can do whatever you want, just pay a little attention to it in formal occasions. We are still friends in private." Liu Tao said with a smile.

In his cognition, Jian Yong is a little cunning person, but more free and easy person. He doesn't care about the gap in status and status, he will do whatever he is happy. In a sense, this is also a manifestation of his true nature. Liu Tao does not hate such people, or he is much better than those guys who hide everything in his heart and have a calm expression on his face!
Chapter completed!