Do women in the demon clan speak like this?

Mo Ze expressed shock.

"Brother Mo, what's wrong?" Gu Lang asked silly. Mo Ze glanced at him. Although he was knocked down by him before, after getting along, he found that this was a silly boy, but he got along well.

"It's okay." Mo Ze shook his head, and looked at the whispering of the two people, feeling speechless. How could the Master be such a person?

...

In the room, Zijun just sat cross-legged on the bed and saw Chen Ming following him. She looked up at Chen Ming with no fluctuations.

At this time, Ziyun sat cross-legged on the bed, wearing a purple gauze skirt, with two strands of long hair hanging down, with a cold expression, and no flaws in her beautiful face. Chen Ming felt the imprisonment in Ziyun's body and found that it had been worn out for half. She used this imprisonment to practice.

He pointed out and a wisp of power from heaven and earth entered Ziyun's body and tightened the imprisonment. During this process, Ziyun did not resist at all, but just looked at Chen Ming coldly. Chen Ming smiled slightly, and said nothing, turned around and left.

He has time to live with her, and it will be fine for her to survive for the rest of her life.

When he left, Ziyun was a little surprised. She thought Chen Ming would ask her something, but she didn't expect Chen Ming didn't ask anything, but this also made her feel relieved. Her cold eyes flashed for a moment and then closed her eyes again, and began to mobilize the demonic power in her body to erode the confinement.

At most two and a half years, she will definitely get out of trouble at that time. If you have grievances and revenge, you will take revenge!

...

Two months passed quietly. In early August, the lotus flowers bloomed in the ponds of the wealthy families in Yeyang City. From time to time, a lotus fragrance could be asked about. There were also more lotus roots and lotus seeds sold on the market. At this time, a carriage entered Yeyang City.

"Brother Zhang, this Yeyang City seems to be a little more prosperous than Quyi City."

In the carriage, a man wearing a white Confucian scholar's uniform, wearing a long sword on his waist, holding a folding fan in his hand, with a handsome appearance and masculinity, lifting the opening curtain and looking at the prosperity on the streets of Yeyang City and saying.

There were six people on the carriage, all of whom were Confucian disciples. After going down the mountain, they first went home, then met in the city on the border of Lu, and then came to Yeyang City. Nearly three months passed.

The man called Brother Zhang was obviously the center of everyone. He wore a blue robe and had a righteous face. After hearing this, he looked carefully at the streets outside and said, "I heard that the Xia Kingdom was brutal, diligent and powerful, and the people were suffering. The Xia Kingdom we saw along the way, although the Xia Kingdom was poor, most of the people were heroic and had many expectations on his face. He was quite proud of being the people of the Xia Kingdom. This shows that we had prejudice against the Xia Kingdom before."

Zhang Yu was inspired, and the other Confucian disciples nodded when they recalled their experiences along the way. At first, the man in white nodded and said with interest: "Since I'm in Yeyang City, why not wait for a walk before going to Cangshan Academy?"

Someone in the carriage chuckled and said, "It should be so."

"I think Brother Xiao wants to go to the Xiuchun Tower, which is now famous all over the world."

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter. The relationship between these classmates was quite good. The man in white said with confidence: "So what? A gentleman is open and honest. I, Xiao Wennuo, are you a gentleman? Could you be the one who is always with me?"

"You guy..." Everyone was amused and crying.

"The light is a good thing for words and tongue."

"Okay, brothers, listen, what are the stocks they are talking about?" Someone in the carriage interrupted their play. Everyone stopped talking and looked in the direction the man pointed. They saw two middle-aged men wearing coarse linen and talking with excitement on their faces.

"Lao Rong, are the Wangji Dyeing House stocks in your hand still there?"

"Of course! I heard that Wang Ji Dyeing House has just received a big business of 2,000 taels, and the stock price will definitely rise today!"

"That's good. I had known that I would have bought the stocks of Wangji Dyeing Factory. I heard that the Food and Flavor Building was going to open a branch in Luo'an City three days ago. I expected it to rise sharply, but I didn't expect it to drop a few cents, so I didn't dare to tell my wife."

"Hahaha..." The other man laughed.

The Confucian disciples on the carriage frowned when they heard it. What stocks are there? There are still rising and falling? Before everyone could figure it out, Xiao Wennuo had already jumped out of the carriage and came to the two of them and called them, asking: "Two fathers, what are the stocks you just mentioned?"

The two looked at Xiao Wennuo, and one of them smiled and said, "Did you just come to Yeyang City?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

"Now everyone knows the stocks in Yeyang City. Even the surrounding counties are here to buy stocks. You don't know that, of course they are not from Yeyang City." The man on the left said with a smile.

"Oh?" Xiao Wennuo raised his eyebrows curiously. Is this thing so famous? Is it so well-known? Everyone in Yeyang City knows it?

"This stock was invented by the Master, and we can't understand the specifics. You can tell at a glance when you go to the stock market." said the man on the right.

Now, for the sake of convenience, people in Yeyang City call the stock exchange the stock market.

"Why would you like to ask where the stock market is?"

"We are going to go, if you go, just follow."

"Okay, thank you both for this." Xiao Wennuo bowed, and the two waved their hands repeatedly and said no. Xiao Wennuo invited the two to get on the carriage and chatted along the way. When they arrived at the exchange, they also had a rough understanding of stocks.

"At the beginning, only one pig farm had stocks. Now there are ten, including dyed cloth shops, food and flavor buildings we just passed by, Suji Ceramics, Shenji Aged Brewing, etc., and several of them were traded by aristocratic families. Now, because of Master, we and the people can also buy stocks from those big trading houses and become one of the owners. Although we cannot become the managers in it, we also have dividends to get every year, which is considered to have a way out for us and the people."

"Yes, now we can earn hundreds of millions of dollars or even one or two taels of silver just by buying and selling stocks every month, thanks to the Master."

On the carriage, the two were deeply moved. The Confucian disciples either looked at each other or frowned and thought deeply. At this time, the carriage arrived at the door of the exchange. Everyone got off the carriage. A Confucian disciple asked in a low voice: "How do you think of this stock market?"

"It's just a way for merchants. I see that this method can attract the talents of all people and teach everyone how to do business, which is harmful to the people."

"I don't think so. This method can share the profits of aristocratic families with the people. This is a method to help the world and the people!"

"If the listed merchants make losses, wouldn't it hurt Wanmin?"

"Have you ever heard what my father said just now? All listed businesses can be listed after careful selection."

Everyone began to discuss fiercely, and walked into the exchange while chatting. At this time, the exchange was no longer the original half of the store, but two floors were placed next to the grocery store. The first floor was full of trading information of ten stocks. Now the boss of the business bank behind these ten stocks has become a celebrity businessman in Yeyang City. They were originally just ordinary merchants and even the children of aristocratic families dare not move, because there are a bunch of bigwigs behind each stock that hold stocks, which has also turned many businessmen's ultimate goal of listing.

The exchange was filled with people watching the market. They drank tea and ate pastries, talked about stock prices with people around them, and made transactions from time to time. There were already more than ten traders on the exchange, all of whom were young people from Cangshan Village, and the atmosphere was lively.

All of this is like a dream to these Confucian disciples.
Chapter completed!