The reason why Zhao Yong began to call Zhao Xing Mr. was because the little Zhao Yong saw that Zhao Xing was not only elegant in his conversation and rich in vocabulary, but also saw that when he was turning around for the second time, he took the sword and carved a line of words on a big tree.

Yes, it is a character. Although I can't understand those characters at all, they are definitely characters from Central Plains, with horizontal, vertical and square, but I don't know which character is from the vassal state.

This is not unusual. In the 800-year history of the Zhou Dynasty, after the rituals and music began to collapse in the Spring and Autumn Period, thirty-six kings were killed, fifty-two kings were destroyed, and countless princes were running around. The nobles and gentry who destroyed the clan were like the galaxy rivers and sands. Not to mention other families, they were their own Zhao family, and there were tragedies of the orphans of the Zhao family.

In this era, it is absolutely rare to be able to write, and it is an absolute noble or clan. Although it is not obvious that he has received etiquette norms education from aristocrats or clans, it may be that the family has been exterminated for a long time and no one has taught and inherited the etiquette of aristocrats. It may also be a hermit, and hermits are all unruly.

But the knowledge and profound connotation cannot be concealed. According to this person's knowledge, after a survey, he may be called this gentleman.

If you keep Zhao Xing in Zhao State and become Xingzi, who is respected by the world, it will be a prosperous story in Zhao State. After all, no son of Zhao State has appeared, and has always been despised by other princes in the Central Plains, like Qin State and Chu State, and were classified as barbaric and brutal. As for the ancestors, Zhao Xiangzi, and the king of Zhao State, they are all self-proclaimed and not recognized by others, but laughing at the stock.

This era is an era when all countries are eager for talents. Being able to recruit great sages for their own country is an obligation that every Chinese must fulfill.

This gentleman claims to be Zhao Xing, and Zhao is originally a surname. At this point, it can be seen that he was once a native of Zhao, or had lived in seclusion in Zhao State for a long time, and he already had an agreement with Zhao State.

Seeing Zhao Xing busy with food and accommodation there, Zhao Yong, who had never done anything, got his hands on it and just watched with interest and thoughts.

It was already late, and the light in the forest became dimmer and it was so dull that it was disturbing. And because night was about to come, the excitement of tigers, leopards and wolves were rising one after another.

What Zhao Xing had to do now is to find something to fill his stomach, and then find a safe place to stay overnight so that he would not become a big or small person in the belly of a tiger, wolf and beast.

Pine nuts are highly nutritious things, and this is not short of them in the forest dominated by pine trees in the north.

In this era, the quantity and quality of pine nuts are definitely the best at the export level. A pine tree tower, each of which is as big as a child's head. When you push it apart, each pine nut is the size of a small corn particle, which is convenient and easy to collect.

What made Zhao Xing most excited was that he also stole a squirrel's cellar. Not only did he have all kinds of nuts, but he also allowed them to be poisoned to death by mistakenly eating poisonous things. People can definitely eat what squirrels can eat.

"I think you won't do work."

"Slaves." Zhao Yong said seriously: "Haughty things."

"I am not your slave, I am your savior. Please remember this, so I cannot serve you." This must be emphasized and emphasized again. This is the basic tone for the two people to get along in the future.

"But there are only two of us here, and we will go hungry if we don't work. So, are you going to wait to starve to death, or do your own good food and clothing?" Zhao Xing diligently smashed the nuts.

After Zhao Yong tilted his head and thought about this philosophical category, he had nothing to do with his stomach, and his stomach determined his thoughts. Only by filling his stomach can he think about his thoughts. If he starved to death, he could no longer think. So he picked up a nut, picked up a stone and smashed it open carefully, and then put the nuts into his mouth. In fact, he was already hungry.

Zhao Xing snatched it over: "The child has a delicate spleen and stomach. If this kind of high-greased food is eaten raw, it will damage the stomach. I don't have antibiotics to treat you. Digestion will cause people to die. Therefore, we must cook it before it can be done."

Zhao Yong observed everywhere and finally shook his head: "No fire."

Zhao Xing was in his arms and carefully took out a disposable lighter. This lighter only had a tiny tin, so he must be used carefully. If he used it, it would be gone. If he drilled wood to make fire, Zhao Xing always thought that it was unrealistic.

I looked for some soft grass and some dry firewood. Of course, there was no pot. The pot in the convoy had been taken away by the Linhu people. That thing was absolutely precious to them.

He found a stone slab, built it with three stones, then put the firewood underneath, lay down, and carefully pressed the fire button with his butt. At this time, Zhao Xing was extremely nervous. He was afraid that this lighter would have changed the properties of physical molecules due to his time travel, and might turn it into a nail clipper.

Fortunately, after pressing it, with a crisp click, a small orange-red flame burst out, reflecting a small light on the dark forest.

The light of fire makes people feel hope and safety. Zhao Yong, who has always maintained a standard aristocratic figure, also rolled and crawled over, carefully surrounding the outside to provide this small light with shelter.

He held the lighter with one hand and covered his surroundings with the other, and carefully approached the soft grass. The soft grass was lit in the spark, and then the fire became larger, and finally ignited the dry firewood. With the sound of beeping, a bonfire finally ignited.

After breathing a long sigh, he carefully put the lighter in Zhao Yong's extremely curious eyes and put it in his arms again.

Zhao Yong swallowed with difficulty, pointed at Zhao Xing's arms and said, "This treasure should be presented to you."

What he said was definitely not the King of Zhou, the King of Zhao, who was the king of Zhao.

As the chaos in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period began, Zheng Zhuang Duke shot an arrow from the Emperor Zhou Emperor. The Emperor Zhou Emperor was injured and bleeding, and the mystery of the Emperor Zhou Emperor collapsed. Everyone found that he was not a god, but also an individual. The person who shot him was not punished by heaven, and the person who was shot died soon after. Therefore, the princes no longer regarded him as inviolable, so the Emperor Zhou Emperor became weaker, and even a minister dared to blatantly cut the wheat from the Emperor Zhou Yuan, and there was no respect.

Since the first Chu State became king, he started to compete with the Zhou emperor. In the end, the Zhou emperor had no choice but to deal with him, which indicates that the rituals and music were broken.

Therefore, what Zhao Yong mentioned is his father Zhao Suhou.
Chapter completed!