I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Shen Ruoyu watched with interest from the first floor, while Yang Zhao took the paper and jumped up and down to recognize people on each stage.

She flipped through the small piece of paper, and once she got the right number, she took a pen and drew a mark on it, then stared at the fight in the ring and added a few strokes of her own opinion.

In fact, this work did not go very smoothly, because some of the arenas were very fast, and the two sides might be victorious within a few moves. Before Yang Zhao could find the corresponding information, they left the arena.

More than three hours of busy work have passed, and Yang Zhao has completed half of the pile of information in his hand.

Because Shen Ruoyu was keeping him in check, Yang Zhao didn't encounter any trouble in the tower this time.

But when many people met her, they stared at her like a monkey.

In a word, Yang Zhao became famous in Tongtian Tower, and everyone wanted to see what kind of person this person who shouted for help in the tower was.

Faced with this situation, Yang Zhao was not that thin-skinned. Moreover, she was afraid of those things hidden in the dark, and her eyes would not look in that direction if she could.

Implement the ostrich plan in action, burying your head in the sand and pretending not to see.

In my mind, this was Ah Q's spiritual victory method, just muddle along.

In addition, she had to sort out the information on opponents she might encounter in the future, so she spent the past three hours quite comfortably.

Finally, he was really hungry, so he came to see Shen Ruoyu.

"Master, you see you are not hungry. The two doctors are also hungry. How about I go back and buy them some food and try the specialties of Tianfu?"

By the time the two people came out, the sun had set in the west, and the fiery red light shone on the entire island, and all the vegetation and buildings were covered with a layer of warm color.

After leaving the tower, Yang Zhao mentioned the matter of Shu Lingyu again.

"It's for no reason. Why is the old man so angry? I can't tell you in the tower, so I can tell you now."

Shen Ruoyu walked forward leisurely, with a bit of alienation in his eyebrows.

"Because the writing is broken, I have been traveling in the Great Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years. I am not proficient in the mainstream writing and language of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but I can write it without any problems. I even know a thing or two about some unknown minor languages. You have to know the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. Most of Zhou's population is concentrated in one place, and the gathering of people will also lead to the spread of various languages, but I don't recognize the writing in his hand."

The silver conch in his hand turned slowly, and the crisp sound added a bit of comfort to people.

"Looking at the way he spoke, he looked very confident. Shulingyu should have been a big language when he was alive, but I don't recognize it now. It shows that the circulation range of Shulingyu is too narrow. There is even a possibility of being cut off.”

"Civilization must be passed down by writing. Once writing is broken, it will be difficult for the nation's history to continue. And a nation without history will naturally have no place for its soul. Once the place for its soul disappears, the nation will be lost forever. How could he not be annoyed by the possibility of rising up?”

Yang Zhao was dumbfounded. Can such a large amount of information be extracted from just a few simple sentences?

At this moment, she felt like a fool.

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe their nation recorded its history in another language?"

Shen Ruoyu glanced at Yang Zhao lightly.

"If you record your own history in a foreign language, most of it will not be your own history."

The two of them walked slowly, the cool evening breeze blowing in, which made people very comfortable.

"Do you know Wu Huan Hua?"

Yang Zhao rolled his eyes and nodded.

“I’ve been taught a little about it in history books, but I haven’t learned about it in detail.”

If Yang Zhao is not interested in things that are not needed for the college entrance examination, he will not learn about them in detail, even if it is history that has already happened.

"From the Dongyi, Xirong, Nanman, and Beidi to the Hu, Jie, Xianbei, Di, and Qiang, these ethnic groups once had their own spoken and written languages. But when they wanted to live a stable farming life with their sledges in hand, they Their language will inevitably decline, and by the time of the Ming Dynasty, few people in the world can speak their language, which is only a few strokes in history books and some traces of stone carvings."

Shen Ruoyu's words were filled with natural indifference.

"At this time, their clan soul land will naturally merge into our clan soul land. Although it takes a long time, the power of time cannot be underestimated.

An idea flashed in Yang Zhao's head, and he thought of dialects from various places.

"I know that the pronunciations and vocabulary of many local languages ​​are extracted from the languages ​​​​of other ethnic groups, such as Bolenggeer in the north."

"Bo Linggeer?" Shen Ruoyu raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Yang Zhao felt that there was some leakage on the back of his neck. Why did he talk so much?
"Well, the Manchu language is often used by us northerners."

Shen Ruoyu smiled softly.

"Don't be so afraid. Dynasties have changed since ancient times. It is normal for the descendants of the Zhu family to be unable to defend the world and provoke all the heroes to compete. The world belongs to the people of the world. When the emperor is incompetent and the court has no achievements, anyone can fight for it. Struggle has been like this since ancient times.”

"But I am the Chinese, and the retreat will be the barbarians. As long as he becomes the emperor, this matter will not be left to him."

Oh, it’s so atmospheric.

If Yang Zhao wasn't afraid that giving a thumbs up would be a bit frivolous in front of Shen Ruoyu, an elder, she would give him a thumbs up to praise him no matter what she said.

"In other words, although most of the Shuling language may have been lost, some of it has still been integrated into the local language. Master, is this what you mean?"

Shen Ruoyu nodded and said: "Although I don't know Shu Lingyu, there are still many objects named Shu Ling in the entire world of cultivation."

An idea flashed in Yang Zhao's head.

"For example, Shu Ling Jade!"

"Yes, but this vocabulary is the language of Da Zhou, not Shu Ling."

Shen Ruoyu couldn't help but feel a bit sad in his tone.

The two of them chatted and walked, strolling back to the door of the small courtyard where they rented.

Yang Zhao sent Shen Ruoyu into the courtyard, then turned around and started looking for restaurants and shops.She walked around for two whole streets before she found a restaurant.

What's disappointing is that most of the dishes at this restaurant are steamed and boiled seafood, and they sell whatever they have and don't accept a la carte.

There is only one waiter in this store, and his attitude towards customers is neither cold nor indifferent. He is far less hospitable than the waiters in other cities.

"Those guests will eat today's dishes. You can order them as you please."

Yang Zhao looked at the few dishes placed on the tables of the few people eating in the store. The clear soup was watery and the vegetables were mushy while stewing. The seafood was better. After all, high-end ingredients can be prepared with the simplest cooking. Very delicious.

But this can't hide the fact that these vegetables don't even have a few drops of oil starch.

Yang Zhao has lived on Heizhu Island for so long, and he no longer has the same desire for seafood as before.

She wanted to eat meat right now. The stewed pork belly was minced in rice. One bite filled her mouth with the oily and salty aroma. She really made her mouth water just thinking about it.

Looking at the dishes on the table, she suddenly felt like she had lost all appetite, and couldn't help but complain to the waiter in the store.

"Do you have that kind of stew with fatty meat in your store? If you sell it, you won't be afraid of being robbed of your business?"

The second brother didn't look like a second brother in terms of attitude, but more like a host who invited people to dinner.

"Guest, you are joking. There are only a few people in Shuncheng. We in Tianfu opened a restaurant just to provide food for those who can't cook, not to make money. Guest, why don't you take a look at Bigu Dan? The taste here is Quite a lot.”

amount……

This kind of wealthy behavior that doesn't care about money is really annoying.

But when Yang Zhao thought about it, she was now a rich man, and if she said this again, it would be a bit like scolding herself.

"Isn't there any restaurant that cooks delicious food?"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she turned to ask the younger brother.

"Brother, do you know where Le Shifu is?"

The younger brother raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Maybe we have disappointed our customers. Although Le Shifu is called this, it is not a restaurant that does business with outsiders. It only prepares food for Tianfu's guests. You can't buy it with your money."

This Le Shifu is actually the canteen of Tianfu.

Yang Zhao had no choice but to make a calculation in her mind: "Then give me ten tables of your restaurant's specialty food, and a few jugs of good wine."

Ten tables is not too much for the three of them. If Yang Zhao opens up his appetite, he can eat five tables by himself. Even if Luan Chuanxiong and Feng don't like these meals, Yang Zhao can eat the rest tomorrow morning. Five tables were fed, and nothing was wasted.

"By the way, can you deliver food?"

"Yes, but you need to add some money."

When the food was delivered, it was already dark. Yang Zhao placed a magic trick in the yard and hung it in the air, and started pouring wine and food for the three people sitting there.

Yang Zhao stood up first and brought a glass of wine, thanking Shen Ruoyu and the other three for taking care of them these days.

Bring another glass of wine and thank the three of them for traveling thousands of miles to Tianfu for me.

For the last glass of wine, I will have to rely on the three of them to take care of me in the next month.

The table lasted till the zenith of the moon, and the guests and hosts had a great time. After finishing the meal, Yang Zhao even used the water ball technique to clean the dishes.

There is not even oil or water on this plate, it will be clean as soon as the water is rinsed.

When he entered the room to sleep, Yang Zhao took out the specific small box and summoned two little bean people.

In the past month or so, Yang Zhao has used a bit of incense. Although her number of fans has been fixed at 200 million, because she did not update in time and had little interaction with fans, she did not generate much incense in a short period of time.

Yang Zhao decided to save some money and switched to Xiaodouman from his mobile phone to send messages, which could save a fortune.

Anyway, 24 hours a day, there are people on call for the prosperity of the country and the people.

As soon as Xiaodouren came out, he thought something urgent had happened, so he jumped up and wanted to check if Yang Zhao was injured.

"I'm fine now, but the time for meridian treatment will be delayed by about a month."

Yang Zhao talked about missing the time for Tian Tomb in a few words, and casually mentioned that he was going to the ring.

"We also need to talk to the supervisor about this matter on Black Pearl Island, so that they won't have any random thoughts after the time has passed and cause any trouble."

Xiaodouren nodded when he heard this: "I will definitely bring the message to you. Don't worry, there won't be any trouble on Black Pearl Island."

"But your injury hasn't healed yet, so why do you have to go into the ring? Besides, you've been injured for a hundred days, how can you go into the ring just after recovering from a serious illness?"

Yang Zhao licked his lips and relayed Shen Ruoyu's words.

"You don't have to worry. I have incomplete meridians. It's just that I can no longer use my spiritual power as I used to. But the spiritual power in my body is not fake. I can still use it in other ways. At best, it's not that easy to use. That’s all.”

Xiaodou people obviously don't buy this argument.

"When you go into the ring, you could be seriously injured if you make a hairy mistake, not to mention you are like this."

"It's okay, Master is watching and won't put me in danger."

Xiaodouren was still worried, but did not continue to talk about this topic.

Because if you talk about it a little deeper, it means to drive a wedge between Yang Zhao and Shen Ruoyu.

"Let's do this. Tomorrow, tomorrow morning, you contact us and we will prepare something for you. Maybe you can use it in the arena."