The Rebirth of the Special Forces
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Yi Xiaodong instructed the waiter to pack up some food and wine that had not been eaten before. After paying ten taels of silver for the food and wine, he burped contentedly and left.

After staying for so many days, Yi Xiaodong finally understood the approximate conversion relationship between the currency of this dynasty and the modern currency.

One tael of silver was equivalent to ten taels of money, and one tael of money was equivalent to a hundred copper coins. A copper coin was roughly equivalent to 40 to 50 cents in modern times.

In other words, Yi Xiaodong and Liu Xian Er had eaten four to five thousand yuan for the meal just now.

Although he felt a little heartache after the incident, he felt relieved when he thought that he was treating a beautiful woman to a meal to cultivate their relationship. F * ck, there was no return without giving. This investment was worth it if he wanted to win over the beauty.

On the way, Yi Xiaodong 'truthfully' reported to Liu Xian Er about Liu Yidao taking the opportunity to ask for 200 taels of silver as protection fee. By the way, he mentioned that it might cost a lot of money to hire a small worker tomorrow. He beat around the bush and said a lot of things. In fact, he meant that if the total amount was short of a few hundred taels of silver after five days, it would be considered as completing the task as promised.

How could Liu Xian Er not understand what Yi Xiao Dong was implying? However, she did not say anything and only smiled bitterly as a silent agreement. In fact, as long as Yi Xiaodong could earn a thousand silver taels, Liu Xian Er would feel very satisfied and inconceivable. If it was only a few hundred taels from five thousand taels, what would it matter?

After returning to the inn, Liu Xian Er went back to her room to rest. Seeing this, Yi Xiao Dong couldn't let go of this once in a blue moon opportunity. Every once in a while, he would run to Liu Xian Er's room to ask if she needed any help. He was busy with his work. After receiving Liu Xian Er's repeated confirmation, Yi Xiao Dong finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He revealed his true motive with a red face.

"Xian Er, the weather is so hot. You must be tired today. Your arms must be sore. Why don't I give you a massage to relax? Hey, don't look at me like that. I can guarantee with my character that this is really just a very, very pure massage with the sole purpose of an academic exchange. Alright, since you're not willing, then forget it. Look, I'm tired from the whole day. Why don't you give me a massage?"

After hearing Liu Xian Er's words, Yi Xiaodong scrambled out of the room. That appearance was extremely pathetic.

Hmph, if you don't want to press it, then so be it. As for touching me? A gentleman uses his mouth but not his fists. How rude.

After returning to his room indignantly, the extremely depressed Yi Xiaodong prepared to go to bed. Just as he was undressing, there was a 'pa'. Thirty Two Forms of Tempest fell out.

Damn, how could I forget about this treasure?

Yi Xiaodong quickly picked up the book and carefully patted the dust off it. Seeing that she had taken off her clothes, she simply lay on the bed and started reading.

The first style of the Tempest: Old Man Pushing the Car

In order to make it easier for the readers to understand the essence of this pose, the author drew a lifelike picture that could be understood at a glance. She saw a beautiful, naked woman bending over. Behind her stood a strong man who was also naked. The man held the woman's wrist with one hand. Perhaps it was too much ecstasy, the woman turned around and looked at the strong man behind her.

F * ck, this character was too realistic, as if he was there. Yi Xiaodong praised sincerely. Just as he was about to continue reading, he was suddenly dumbfounded. This was because the descriptions were all in classical Chinese.

Oh no, it's all classical Chinese. How can I read it? I don't understand what it means at all.

Yi Xiaodong did not give up and flipped to another page.

[The second style of the Tempest: The Root of an Old Tree]

Similar to the first style, in order to make it easier for the readers to understand the essence of this pose, the author drew a vivid figure pattern.

A naked, voluptuous woman was sitting cross-legged on the legs of a similarly naked man. Perhaps it was too comfortable. The woman supported herself with her left hand behind her back and rubbed the fair and slender weapon with her right hand.

Yi Xiaodong greedily looked at the picture and secretly smacked his lips before looking at the text below. In the end, he was disappointed to find that it was still classical Chinese.

Yi Xiaodong was completely disappointed. It seemed that he would not be able to enjoy the book today. Forget it, if he couldn't appreciate it, then so be it. Anyway, he didn't have a girlfriend yet. It wouldn't be good if he liked it and became popular later. Sigh, there was a beautiful woman living next door, but she probably kicked him away before he could take off his pants. Forget it, there's still time. I'll wait until I take down Liu Xian Er, then slowly entice her to explain the classical Chinese to me.

After consoling himself, Yi Xiaodong closed the book. After thinking about what to do tomorrow, she began to sleep.

He was speechless for a night.

Because he had something on his mind, Yi Xiaodong woke up the next day before dawn. After a simple wash up, Yi Xiaodong went out in high spirits.

Yi Xiaodong thought that he had woken up very early, but when he went out to take a look, he realized that he was wrong.

In ancient times, people had no electricity and no entertainment programs at night (the only activity was probably sex, but it only took about one minute to half an hour), so they usually went to bed early and got up early. Some street vendors who sold breakfast woke up even earlier.

After mocking himself, Yi Xiaodong decided to fill his stomach first. Although he had money on him now, he could eat something good. After some hesitation, Yi Xiaodong felt that eating buns was more cost-effective. Although he had money now, he couldn't spend it recklessly. Moreover, these buns were of good quality and cheap. How affordable. Of course, there was another reason that Yi Xiaodong was too embarrassed to say. The bun was white and tender, just like Liu Xian Er's breasts. There was no need to touch it, just looking at it gave him a special feeling.

After spending five wens to buy three buns, Yi Xiaodong ate as he walked, his eyes looking around from time to time. It seemed like he was looking for something.

After searching for a long time, Yi Xiaodong did not find what he wanted. Disappointed, Yi Xiaodong simply opened his throat and shouted.

"Recruitment, recruitment. All meals are included. One tael of silver was paid on the same day. There were additional rewards for those who did well. Limited places, priority given to those who can read. Hurry up and sign up. There won't be such a shop after this village."

There must be brave men under great rewards. It was early in the morning, and the streets were quiet. Yi Xiaodong's shout was heard by people hundreds of meters away. In an instant, hundreds of people rushed over. Some were holding rice bowls, some were holding rolling pins. The most terrifying thing was that a butcher had rushed over with a butcher knife.

Yi Xiaodong never thought that his ability to summon people would be so strong. Oh my god, if he led his troops to war, that would be terrible. The speed of this passionate running was simply too fast to cover one's ears. It could be said to be perfect. With this speed and momentum, the enemy would probably be scared out of their wits before they even started fighting.

Seeing Yi Xiaodong in a daze. A man with a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks quickly came forward and asked obsequiously,"Old Master, what you said just now couldn't be true, right? Is the salary really one tael of silver a day?"

Yi Xiaodong was disgusted by the monkey-faced man's appearance, but he liked the way he addressed him. Yes, Master, not bad. One could tell that having status was a symbol of power.

"What's your name?" Yi Xiaodong asked. No one was perfect. He couldn't just not give him a chance just because he looked like a monkey. This was discrimination, and it was illegal and unacceptable.

"Reporting to Old Master, this one is called Hou San." Feeling that there was a chance, Hou San flattered even more diligently. As he fanned Yi Xiaodong with his sleeves, he smiled and said," Old Master, if you have any instructions, just leave them to me. I guarantee that I will make you comfortable and satisfied."

After hearing Hou San's words, Yi Xiaodong felt extremely awkward and panicked. What do you mean by comfortable and satisfied? Do you think you're a duck? Do whatever you want. Hmph, even if you want to be the one, I won't do it. However, he thought about it again and realized that it was ancient times now. Hou San definitely did not realize the problem with this sentence. Forget it, forget it. I'm here to hire people. Why do I have to be so serious and stubborn?

"Hou San." Yi Xiaodong put his hands behind his back and said,""Old Master saw that you were smart and quick-witted, so he wanted to promote you. How about this, I'll leave this recruitment matter to you. Remember, hire seven or eight honest people who know how to write, and another ten smart and sensible people who do odd jobs. Hmm, I'll hire two more clever maids. After the recruitment is full, quickly bring them all to the Ru Gui Inn to gather. Work hard, Old Master will definitely treat you well. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Hou San understands. Master, you can rest assured." After saying that, Hou San put on a proud attitude of a butler. Immediately, he began to recruit people with due diligence.

Yi Xiaodong nodded in satisfaction at Hou San's efficiency. Initially, Yi Xiaodong had planned to recruit people personally, but since Hou San was here, why not let him do it? Saving time, trouble, and worry, why not?

After the recruitment was settled, Yi Xiaodong did not idle. Instead, he strolled around the streets again.

Not long after, Yi Xiaodong saw four or five children playing with mud by the roadside.

The corners of Yi Xiaodong's mouth curled up. It was as if he had found his prey. She smiled and walked towards the innocent children.

"Hello, children. What are you playing?" Yi Xiaodong asked kindly. If you want to gain the children's trust, you must first establish a good relationship with them.

"We're piling mud." A dark-skinned boy in his teens answered.

"Haha." Yi Xiaodong smiled." It's so dirty to play with mud. How about this? I'll treat you guys to some candy, okay?"

"Thank you, Uncle." A seven or eight-year-old girl with a ponytail said sweetly.

Uncle? Am I that old? Really...

Of course, Yi Xiaodong would not be calculative with the children. He smiled bitterly and went to the grocery store to buy some candy for the children.

Yi Xiaodong smiled knowingly as he watched the children eat the candy with bright smiles. He thought for a moment and said,

"Little friend, can you help uncle, oh no, can you help big brother? Don't worry, I won't let you help for nothing. After the matter is done, I will buy candy for you. Alright?"

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