Ying Zheng felt relieved and glared at Ju Zizhou: "You will always only say half of your words."

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"They are playing so exaggeratedly!" Zheng Guo clenched his teeth and complained to his friend.

Ji Bai was very calm: "When we entered Qin, the Qin people, we have never seen such a way of playing before, just like the Qin people have never seen the ones we played in Han."

"Where are we playing there?" Zheng Guo was shocked: "We are just like raising cocks, and the chickens fight each other. The winners and losses are only ten or twenty kilograms of gold, and some even use gold."

"But these Qin people are playing with fields! Didn't Qin say that all the fields and soil in the world belong to the king? How could they play like this?"

The most important thing is that it is so big!

"I think they are not playing with Tian Tu." Ji Bai shook his head with a little worry.

As he said that, he took out a small wooden sign and handed it to Zheng Guo.

Zheng Guo was suddenly shocked and immediately covered the wooden sign with his sleeve: "You are crazy!"

"I will be killed by the King of Qin if I imitate this thing privately!"

"Don't be afraid." Ji Bai said calmly: "This wooden sign was bought."

"Buy it?" Zheng Guo looked up and down at Ji Bai: "Where did you get the money? Didn't the money you bought in Korean wine all paid by Widow Zhou?"

Ji Bai glanced at Zheng Guo indifferently: "There are also lonely empty boudoirs in Qin."

Zheng Guo was speechless and picked up the wooden sign and looked carefully.

"As a mu of waste."

"No, right? It's only one acre of land for such a large amount of play?" Zheng Guo was extremely surprised.

He thought it expensive for a mu of land, even a pound of gold.

These Qin people actually bought them for more than 400 kilograms of gold? They were still rushing to buy them?

"What matters is not that acre of wasteland." Ji Bai denied: "The Qin people are no longer playing with the actual acre of land. Even now, whether or not there is that acre of land is no longer important."

"It's really ridiculous!" Zheng Guo shook his head: "It's better for Koreans. Koreans at least won't do such ridiculous things!"

"This wooden brand was bought last night and sold it tonight. Do you know how much money you can make?"

"How many?" Zheng asked casually.

"Eighty kilograms of gold!"

"Eighty kilograms!" Zheng Guo was stunned: "A day? Eighty kilograms of gold!"

"Just one day!" Ji Bai shook his head: "Tomorrow, even if it is only tomorrow at noon, it will be more, at least one hundred kilograms!"

“It’s really…”

I really don't know what to say.

This kind of profit can no longer be said to be huge profits.

Zheng Guo swallowed, his voice dry: "If I remember correctly, King Han sent us to Qin and only gave us ten kilograms of gold, right?"

"Yes, people like us who have been studying since childhood and are proud of the world's life are only worth ten kilograms of gold, but this mere wooden sign..." Ji Bai Youyou said: "It can buy eight me in a day!"

"Xiaobai!" Zheng Guo took a deep breath and threw the wooden sign back to Ji Bai with difficulty: "I plan to stay in Qin!"

Ji Bai looked at Zheng Guo with a smile: "When did you make up your mind? If it was just now, then I would advise you to go back to South Korea."

"That night." Zheng Guo exhaled slowly, slowly trying to calm down.

But the heart was in agitation and could not calm down.

Ji Bai was silent.

He stroked the wooden sign with his finger: "It's a coincidence that I decided not to go back that night."

"What should we do now?" Zheng Guo asked: "Can we continue to build the canals?"

"I want to write to King Zheng of Qin and advise him not to repair the canals." Ji Bai shook his head.

"I collected some news from the market..." Zheng Guo hesitated: "I think Qin Wangzheng is not like the kind of person who will change his mind because of others' dissuasion after making up his mind."
Chapter completed!