I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 82, Friendship

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and after a moment of silence, Shen Ruoyu asked, "Do you want to continue to be Mr. Math?"

Yang Zhao shook her head. Now she has to focus on other things, and taking up too much time with a class of college entrance examination candidates.

Shen Ruoyu: "Then go visit Ms. Ruojuan tomorrow morning, and communicate your decision to her, so that the master can have a solid understanding, so as to save both sides from embarrassing themselves."

Yang Zhao nodded, sorted out all the lesson preparations he had written for Miss Ruojuan, packed them up, and put them in his bag.

Early the next morning, she changed into the black clothes and went to Liu's residence.

According to her master's instructions, she first visited Miss Ruojuan when she entered the door, and mentioned the matter tactfully.

Miss Ruojuan was considerate, so she called Mother Wang over and whispered a few times.

Nanny Wang quit, and Miss Ruojuan accompanied her to drink tea with a smile.

Yang Zhao took out the matter of the cloth yesterday and thanked Miss Ruojuan.

Miss Ruojuan waved her hand in embarrassment.

"I'm just giving an order in vain, so it's not worth mentioning specifically, sir."

The two chatted for a while, and Yang Zhao asked Miss Ruojuan curiously.

"I remember that your house once ordered that you don't want to find a woman of my age as the husband of the young master. I am afraid that the man and the woman will not be able to get close. Why did you think of me first this time?"

Miss Ruojuan also looked confused when she heard this question, her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"I don't know about it. I thought you were not among the teachers who were hired this time, but it seems to be my father's decision."

After waiting for two cups of tea, Nanny Wang turned around and led Yang Zhao into a small flower hall, accompanied by Miss Ruojuan.

In the garden, Liu Zhengxia sat in the lead position, and the eldest young master of the Liu family sat in his subordinate position.

The two parties sat down at the ceremony, Liu Zhengxia didn't talk nonsense, and opened his mouth to get straight to the point.

"Mr. Yang is very knowledgeable and can teach according to his ability. My daughter has sent me many letters to praise you. This time we want to invite you to re-enter Liu's residence and teach my nephew to learn arithmetic."

Yang Zhao: "Master Liu, to be honest, I have many personal affairs, and I really don't have the energy and time to come out to be a gentleman. Here are all the arithmetic lesson plans of Ms. Ruojuan. If the young master is interested, you can take a look. "

As he spoke, he took out the thick stack of lesson plans in his schoolbag.

The little maid who was serving took the lesson plan and sent it to the host.

Liu Zhengxia borrowed it, flipped through it roughly, his eyes lit up, and carefully flipped through the first three or four pages again.

"Mr. is a great talent. Just take out this lesson plan, and people bought it for five or sixty taels. My daughter doesn't understand the master's brilliance, and will only follow you stupidly. Mr. Meng will not give up, and she has improved in the past few months. Fast."

Miss Ruojuan sat at the bottom and gave his father a soft look.

Yang Zhao quickly shook his hand and said, "Miss Ruojuan is born smart and works hard, I just led her in."

This time Miss Ruojuan smiled embarrassedly, her face turned red.

Liu Zhengxia clapped the lesson plan in his hand: "Sir, I sincerely invite you to come to the mansion to teach. My nephew actually has Su Hui in his heart and respects the teacher. The reason why he made mistakes in this exam is because he is young and can't sit still." Forget it, how about I raise another ten taels for you this month?"

Yang Zhao: "Master, to be honest, I'm practicing with the elders in my family these days. I'm already old, so it's not suitable for me to be distracted anymore."

Liu Zhengxia laughed: "It is true that cultivation is important, and I can't force this matter."

He turned his head and told the boy standing behind him: "Go and get 60 taels of silver."

Yang Zhao quickly refused: "You can't, Mr. Ruojuan. These were all used by Ms. Ruojuan. During this period, you paid me a monthly fee. How can I get two parts for one thing?"

Liu Zhengxia fondled the lesson plan lovingly.

"Sir, you don't need to be humble. You pile up these things from the shallow to the deep, and break them down from the deep to the shallow. The writing is clear and the thinking is excellent. With this book of yours, as long as the child puts in a bit of hard work, he will always be able to read it." The grades in the future will not be bad, your thinking will affect the child's life, how can it be worthless?"

Yang Zhao resolutely refused: "No matter how good this thing is, I can't accept two shares of money. Ms. Ruojuan and I have some kind of friendship, and we want to have a long-term relationship and be close friends. We can't just lose our relationship because of these tens of taels of silver."

She also wants to buy some small inventions in the government school that others don't like. As a future student of the government school, Ms. Ruojuan is the best middleman.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Liu Zhengxia didn't say much, but turned around and asked about other things.

"I don't know how far Mr. Yang has cultivated. If you have any questions, you can ask them. I will help you answer one or two."

Yang Zhao was a little ashamed: "I haven't formally practiced for more than a month, and I haven't reached the time to be confused."

Liu Zhengxia nodded, and asked again: "Then what weapon are you majoring in?"

"A gun major."

Liu Zhengxia raised his eyebrows slightly: "Girls seldom learn spears. They usually like to learn lighter weapons such as swords, fans, and whips. How did you learn marksmanship? Is it because your elders only know marksmanship?"

Yang Zhao shook his head: "It has nothing to do with the elders, it's because of me."

She also wanted to learn swords and other things, but in the soul-to-land contest, the weapon she used was Fang Shuli's big branches, which were inch long and inch strong. The gun felt more secure than the sword, so she naturally chose the gun.

Liu Zhengxia laughed: "It just so happens that I can also learn how to shoot a gun. Come on, come on, I'll give you a few pointers on the school grounds."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked out. Yang Zhao was a little stunned, but seeing that he had already walked out of the hall, he could only follow Miss Ruojuan.

Miss Ruojuan next to her whispered to her with a wry smile.

"My father likes guns the most, but none of the brothers and sisters in the family have learned how to use guns."

Yang Zhao understands, this is because she wants to live with her to teach the juniors, so she puts her stack of lesson plans on her bracelet.

A group of people came to a small school yard, where several children and teenagers were learning weapons accompanied by two adults. Weapon racks were erected on both sides of the school yard, and various weapons were placed on them.

The children and teenagers in the schoolyard, seeing them, came over to greet Liu Zhengxia one after another.

Liu Zhengxia waved his hand and didn't exchange much greetings. He looked at Yang Zhao's height, picked out a gun from the weapon rack, and handed it to her.

Yang Zhao reached out to take it and found that it was similar to the gun she practiced. It should be made in the same shop, but this gun has a new and old smell. It seems that it has been bought for a long time, but not many people have used it. .

She was not stage-frightened either, she walked up to the open space with a gun in her hand, and started playing in a stance.

I saw that she fired the spear swiftly, fiercely and firmly, her movements were crisp and neat, and she showed no hesitation of a scholar.

In fact, she has been studying well these days. After all, when she is studying, the all-round small wooden blocks are guiding and monitoring her, and they will hit her if she makes a mistake.

This is a bit of a conditioned reflex.

(End of this chapter)