Chapter 364 (1/2)

”Sure enough, it's still interesting to do business with Childe Jiang?”

Looking at Jiang Lin's face, Wu Su also smiled gently.

”I made the deal.”

”It's so good and pleasant to cooperate.”

Standing up, Jiang Lin stretched out his hand.

Wusu knows that this is a custom of the Jianglin's hometown. It expresses a kind of the friendship and has no other meaning.

And if the object is him, I don't hate it.

Reaching out, Wu Su's catkin was put into Jiang Lin's palm, and then Jiang Lin shook the weak boneless hand of Wu die.

After talking about ”business”, they were more casual.

While shopping, Jiang Lin asked Wu Su about some things and discussed some transaction details.

Among them, Wu Su promised Jiang Lin's Council to secretly provide assistance for Jiang Lin's ”plan to cut loach”.

For example, some materials about Longya's cultivation career will be handed over to Jiang Lin.

Then I asked about the current situation of Baidi city.

Jiang Lin didn't ask Bai Ling and Bai Qiao. After all, Jiang Lin ran away without asking them. He's really busy recently.

During the five days of Jiang Lin's coma, some of the fiefs of all the princes who died that night have been recovered.

The demon troops owned by the princes are also managed by Baidi city. Now they are under the command of the little fan sister of Bai Jiuyi who survived the war that night.

Of course, many of the fiefs heard the news of the fall of Bai Jiuyi. There were rebels everywhere. Even because the princes died of rebellion, the fiefs were in a mess.

After discussing some general strategies to quell the white Empire, the topic relaxed.

I also talked about Mo Li.

Jiang Lin wants to take Mo Li back, indicating that Wu Su can open the conditions.

But Wu Su refused, indicating that he would not give in to it.

But

Looking at Jiang Lin, dancing butterflies bent their eyebrows and smiled:

”If Mr. Jiang can beat me, he can take Mo Li's sister away.”

“……”

Jiang Lin knows that this matter is not negotiable for the time being

After all, in those months of the demon family world, the dead literary and ink luck of the demon family world finally had a little awakening.

Maybe in the future, the demon clan can also produce a scholar.

”Do you want Mo Li to be a teacher?”

Jiang Lin asked curiously, remembering his conversation with Wu Su just now.

”Sure enough, can't a woman be a gentleman in the eyes of Childe Jiang? Indeed, a woman's lack of talent is virtue. ”

”That's not what I mean.”

He bought a hammer and candied haws. Jiang Lin resisted while walking. He obviously looked like a scholar, but he didn't care about his image.

”What about the female teacher? More than half of my former teachers were women. They were missionaries. Everyone can be a teacher, regardless of age, gender and gender. ”

”Everyone can be a teacher...”

Dance butterfly didn't expect that this usually not very serious man would say such a big truth.

”What childe Jiang said is the words of saints, but it is a little contrary to the Academy. Is childe Jiang not afraid of the punishment of the Confucian Academy?”

”I practice sword, not knowledge. Although I am also half a Confucian student, the Confucianism in my hometown is much more enlightened than here.”

Looking at the feeling of homesickness flashed in Jiang Lin's eyes, he couldn't help being slightly crazy.

It was the first time she had seen such a soft look on Jiang Lin.

Even in the heart of dancing butterfly, a desire for possession quietly arises. I don't want his gentle expression to be seen by other women.

”Dancing girl?”

”Sorry, Su Su is a little distracted. I've heard childe Jiang's description of his hometown before. Su Su really wants to go to childe Jiang's hometown.”

”Hahaha, don't yearn. You can't go back.”

Jiang Lin takes a sugar gourd from the mallet tied with sugar gourd and hands it to Wu Su.

”In a word, Moli is my friend and my elder martial sister's best friend. If the Confucian Academy has any opinion on such a first female teacher in the world? Well, first ask the first snow in my hand. ”

After that, Jiang Lin continued to choose master's favorite pastries in the shop.

Looking at Jiang Lin's back like a mortal husband, choosing something to eat for his beloved woman and daughter, the dancing butterfly couldn't help shaking his God.

Recalling Jiang Lingang's words in my mind, dancing butterflies couldn't help laughing.