Fasting for several months, eating meat every day, and it was a big meal for many people to exercise. Cao Miao looked refreshed.

The master was right at the beginning. If you practice boxing or not, you will be in vain. Stand practice is too beneficial to the body, and it is better than any color of small pills. If it weren't for the continuous practice of stand practice, washing muscles and cutting marrow, and transforming it into a transformation, he wouldn't have been the opponent of Xuanqi and the three.

Of course, the perfect image maintained by Xuanqi and the other two people is also attributed to the huge gap in experience between the two sides. Although these three girls have sexy figures and hot personalities, their active and bold personalities, their practical experience is zero, as simple as a piece of veil.

After washing up again, Cao Miao changed into clothes and came to the main hall.

Xiahou Mao was his elder, and he was the first to visit after Cao Zhi arrived in Beijing and gave him a gift to help his relatives. This little face was given.

But he had just finished taking a shower, his hair was not dry yet, and he couldn't tie it, and he couldn't wear a scarf and crown, so he had to put it loose, and combined with his wide clothes and big sleeves, which made him look a bit fairy-like.

When Xiahou Mao saw it, he was happy and couldn't help but praise: "Yun good deeds."

Cao Zhi was also happy, but his face refused to show, and he shouted in a deep voice: "What's wrong with you? It's been delayed for so long. Don't you know your uncle is here?" While saying that, he winked at Cao Miao, asking him to say he didn't know, and give Xiahou Mao some face.

Cao Miao ignored him and bowed to Xiahou Mao after taking his seat. "Thank you, uncle. The four beards not only have beautiful faces and good figures, but also have their own tastes, which makes people feel aftertaste for a long time and are nostalgic forever."

Xiahou Maoqiang smiled and said, "Yunliang, the boy is jealous. Even though the beard is good, he cannot be greedy for sex."

Cao Miao nodded repeatedly. "What the Shizhong said is very much. A knife on the head of the word "se" will hurt your body. Although I am young and have achieved some success in my practice, it is impossible for me to treat ten girls at night. So I have thought about it. There are no more than ten people in the house. How can I have already got six, and I can buy four more."

Xiahou Mao was drinking tea, but he almost didn't spit it out. Is there four more?

Cao Miao turned to Cao Zhi with anger. "Father, the Hu Ji given to me by my uncle is very good. You can buy it according to this standard. It is quite expensive, one hundred gold, you can't count on my uncle to give it to me."

Xiahou Mao lowered his head to drink tea, pretending not to hear it. Although one hundred gold coins were a lot, the four Hu Ji could not buy the best goods even if he had money. He was not willing to taste it, but Cao Miao swallowed it in one bite, and now he still sprinkled salt on the wound. This madman is indeed inhumane.

I'll give you four more? You're dreaming, I won't give you any more if I beat you to death.

Cao Zhi twitched his cheeks, stood up, and shook his sleeves. "Talk with your uncle, don't be presumptuous. Zilin, I have something to do, so I won't accompany you. If you have anything to ask, just ask him directly. If he refuses to say it, tell me, I'll twitch him."

After saying that, without waiting for Xiahou Mao and Cao Miao to speak, he left with a majestic look.

Xiahou Mao secretly despised Cao Zhi. You waste, you pretended to be in front of me. He was hesitating about how to speak, but Cao Miao spoke first.

"What advice does my uncle have? Can you tell me a long story? I still have something to do."

Xiahou Mao was stunned. "What else do you have?"

"My father refused to buy Hu Ji for me, so I could only find a way. Yesterday, I made an appointment with Gongsun Huang from Liaodong to visit him today, and then go to Shu Mansion to take a look together. Maybe I can sell a few pieces of Shu brocade and make some money."

"Are you still interested in Zhisheng?" Xiahou Mao suddenly became interested.

Cao Miao nodded. Hearing that Xiahou Mao was coming to visit, he considered how to use him.

Whether Xiahou Mao is a waste depends on what to do. For the emperor, Xiahou Mao is neither literary nor martial, and is indeed a waste. But for Cao Miao, Xiahou Mao is simply a treasure uncle. Not to mention anything else, he is very talented in how to make money, and even got the stamp of the other general.

As expected, when it comes to making money, Xiahou Mao immediately transformed from bronze into a king. Even though he talked about various ways to make money, he was full of confidence and full of energy.

Cao Miao listened with a smile, asking or praising each other from time to time, so that Xiahou Mao could maintain high fighting spirit and output.

I have to say that Xiahou Mao has many ways to make money, and some of them even make Cao Miao feel incredible, such as... selling war horses.

War horses are a strategic resource monopolized by the court. However, in Xiahou Mao's eyes, the more monopolized it is, the more money it can make, because ordinary people can only operate exclusively if they cannot do this business, and the profit is extremely high.

"Do you know how much a Liangzhou horse is worth?" Xiahou Mao raised his eyebrows.

Cao Miao shook his head and smiled and pushed Xiahou Mao. "Uncle, don't keep it a secret. I don't know what this is." They were both speculative, and they didn't know when they were already sitting in the same seat, with only a small case in between, and their knees were touching each other.

"A ordinary Liangzhou horse is only 4,000 to 5,000 in Longyou. If it is transported to Guanzhong, it will be added with 500." Xiahou Mao grabbed his fingers and found it. "If it is transported to Luoyang again, it will be about 1,000 yuan, the cost will be no more than 7,000 yuan, the price will be 1,000 to 12,000 yuan, and the profit will be more than 50% of the profit. Two batches a year, one thousand horses can earn 300 to 500 yuan."

"But compared to being sold to Yizhou, this little money is nothing. An ordinary war horse was sent to Hanzhong, at least 20,000 yuan." Xiahou Mao raised two fingers, then frowned and said, "Your Yongqiu Prince's Mansion is so poor that you don't even have a good tea? Let's fade out."

Cao Miao asked the old slave to change tea, and then smiled and said, "Uncle, teach me more. When I get rich, I will invite you to have something delicious and drink spicy." He lowered his voice again. "And then give you a few beautiful lascivies."

Xiahou Mao didn't care much at first, but when he heard Hu Ji, his eyes changed immediately. He looked at Cao Miao and remembered the serious matter. "Yunliang, I can help you with money making, and you have to worry about my affairs. You don't know your aunt's temper, and you really get angry..." Xiahou Mao's originally blushed face was a little pale, and his eyes were a little avoided. He lost all the aura of a king, and he restored his bronze color.

"Don't worry." Cao Miao patted Xiahou Mao's shoulder, the old god was there. "I dare not say that you will be rejuvenated and as brave as you were at the age of 20, but it will satisfy your aunt, and there will be no problem at all. Of course, you must also be mentally prepared, endure some hardship, and make up for the deficit first."

"Take it seriously?" Xiahou Mao was skeptical. "Does it cost a lot of money?"

"The money must be spent a little, but it's not the point."

"Then...what is the point?"

"Of course the point is this." Cao Miao stretched out his hand and compared his middle finger. "Anytime, anywhere."

Xiahou Mao was stunned, suddenly realized, stared at Cao Miao and looked again and again, laughing loudly. "You guy, really... it's so bad." Xiahou Mao laughed out loud, and took out his handkerchief to wipe it, and cursed, "That's what it means. Those self-righteous famous scholars have been scolded by you, and they are still showing off everywhere like treasures."

Cao Miao smiled. "They are just a group of stupid people and are not worth caring about."

Xiahou Mao nodded repeatedly. "I agree, I agree. Alas, it's a pity that the young talents of Taichu call themselves Si Cong, but they are not as good as you... they can figure it out." He slapped his thighs and gritted his teeth. "Okay, if you can really let me do this, I will give you four more larks anytime and anywhere, which is the best."
Chapter completed!