"Tut-tut......" was found by someone by name, and Su Mo couldn't pretend to be able to do it. Smacking his lips helplessly, he stood up, pointed at Urusborot and sighed: "I said this old man, are you Mongolians all lacking roots? Didn't you say, he was looking for you, you have nothing to do with me, really." ”

His words were so wide that many Mongol soldiers glared angrily. Nian Han Timur was expressionless, and only said coldly: "Even if you dare to do it, you don't dare to do it, and Han'er is just like that." ”

Hey, there's a wolf with a big tail. Su Mo looked him up and down curiously, and nodded: "Well, I'm just like that, what are you going to do?"

Nianhan Timur was dumbfounded, and he didn't react for a long time. The so-called fighting, whether it is fighting or fighting, is an interactive activity. That is to say, there must be an opponent, or to be more precise, your opponent must always make a move, and this fight will start and scold. Otherwise, if you hit and scold at the air alone, it is not a psychopathy or a mental abnormality.

Obviously, Nian Han Timur must have belonged to the category of normal people, so he was silent. How can you continue? This opponent doesn't follow the script at all, and the lines don't match you well, and Nian Han Timur really wants to call the director replaced.

You scold, okay, people directly nodded and said that what you scolded was, it didn't match you at all. It's the same as punching hard in one breath, but hitting in the air, that feeling of being powerless, it's just uncomfortable to want to vomit blood.

Timur was so suffocated that his face turned purple.

"Uncle Timur. Next to him, Urus Borot watched Timur eat deflated, helpless and pitiful, and sighed secretly, so he had to open his mouth to take it.

Fighting with that wicked person, I'm afraid that if you don't practice kung fu such as losing your conscience and losing your heart and mind to a certain level, don't even think about it. Urusborot felt that, at least for now, there was absolutely no one to match.

The wisest thing to do, then, is to move away from it and not to continue, lest you get bored.

Nianhan Timur exhaled heavily, stared at Su Mo who was smiling and groaning viciously, turned his head to look at Urusborot, and his face softened.

"He needs cattle and sheep. Urusborot said with a wry smile. But as soon as the words came out, he saw Su Mo's eyes glancing over, suddenly saved, and hurriedly changed his words: "Well, it's me, it's my little nephew, I need some cattle and sheep." ”

Nianhan Timur was a little confused, looking at him confused, and his eyes were full of small circles.

What does this mean? Early in the morning, I was suddenly called over for a meeting. Well, that's nothing, he was going to send someone too. I've already retreated twenty miles as required, so I have to talk about the next step in releasing people, right?

But as soon as he came up, he didn't wait to start talking, so he ate first, so that he had nowhere to use all his strength. It's like taking medicine in advance and preparing to do a big job, but when I got into bed, I found that everything was an illusion, there was no girl, there was nothing, and I had to masturbate by myself......

How can this be called a sad and lost one?

Well, everything is like a bubble, like a dream and like a fantasy, and the Buddha who saved the suffering and rescued him finally came out and finally rescued him. He was full of gratitude and wanted to repay something, but the Buddha suddenly told him that he wanted to eat meat......

Nian Han Timur felt that it was really a dog, and the world completely didn't understand him.

"You...... Jinong, what are you talking about?" he asked, stunned.

Urusborot's face was blank, and his voice repeated like a machine: "I need cattle and sheep, a lot of cattle and sheep. ”

"A lot of cattle and sheep ......," Timur muttered with empty eyes. The old man reacted violently, turned his head to Su Mo and shouted angrily: "Han dog, what tricks are you playing?"

After all, he is a character who can lead a team of 10,000 people, so naturally he will not be so stupid that he still doesn't understand what is going on at this time. Obviously, his own Jinong was coerced again. What the hell is it to just ask for cattle and sheep coldly?

Su Mo yawned, shook his head and sighed, "You have a wooden character in your name, it seems that you are really wooden." I said, Lao Mu, Jinong said it very clearly, he wants to eat meat, beef and mutton! You know? We Ming people are all compassionate and can't bear to kill, basically all of them are vegetarians. So there was no meat to offer him. So if he wants to eat meat, he can only find you, what's the reason why he can't understand this? Hurry up, Ma Yu'er sent thousands of cattle and 800 sheep to satisfy your master. You're a person, it's not me talking about you, it's not eye-catching at all, how can you make progress like this? Learn to be clever in the future, you know?"

Teacher Su's teacher attributes were opened, and he explained patiently in a serious tone. In the end, he was very concerned about pointing out the mistakes of the students, which was called a ruining person, and it was indeed the demeanor of the teacher.

Timur was going mad. We Jinong want to eat meat? You are merciful and can't bear to kill? You also sent thousands of children and 800 cattle and sheep?

I'm going to uncle, do you want Lao Tzu to spit on you? Qian'er 800 cattle and sheep, are we Jinong monsters? We have to eat Qian'er 800 cattle and sheep at one meal...... I'm a vegetarian with a hammer!

I understand, I understand everything, it's a chicken shred! This grandson is obviously out of food, and he wants to make up for it from himself. One of the reasons why he endured in every possible way, worried about the safety of Jinong, and did not dare to be too persecutive, but calculated that they were not well supplied and could not hold out for a long time.

But now, this bastard is obviously going to be a hooligan again, and he has beaten his mind to himself. Let yourself provide him with cattle and sheep as supplies, my uncle, how old do you have to be to think of this?

You Ming people are vegetarians and don't kill people, damn it, I'm afraid that if those Qian'er 800 cattle and sheep are sent, it will be good if my family Jinong can get a sheep's tail.

Shameless, simply shameless! This Nima is simply kidnapping and blackmailing! Who said that the Ming Dynasty is a Confucian disciple, and the most respectful and gentlemanly person? Is this Nima such a skilled gentleman who kidnaps tickets and blackmails? Who said this, come, stand up, Lao Tzu promises not to beat you to death!

Timur was panting violently, really going crazy. But he didn't dare to attack, this was definitely a ticket kidnapping, with the despicable shamelessness of the bastard in front of him, he was completely unsure whether the other party would do something to tear up the ticket.

"No, where did the cattle and sheep come from when we went on an expedition?!" he gritted his teeth and jumped word by word, making the last resistance.

Su Mo shrugged, not at all ashamed of being rejected. Just patted Urusborot on the shoulder and sighed pityingly: "Little chicken, there's no way, people don't have cattle and sheep, it seems that you can only be hungry." Alas, I don't know how long you can hold out. Poor one, starving to death, that taste, tsk. ”

He shook his head and sighed, his face full of pity and pity. Urusborot and Timur changed their faces at the same time. Clearly, the bastard is threatening again. No cattle and sheep will be rations, and you will wait to starve to death in Urusborot......

"Wait!" Timur screamed, his hair was furious, and his eyes were blood-red. He couldn't help but shout to stop, although the other party opened his mouth to extort cattle and sheep, obviously what he expected was not bad, it should be that the grain and grass are about to run out.

But he really didn't dare to gamble, if it wasn't like this, or he could still hold on for three or five days, but could his own Jinong last that long? If Jinong was hungry, would he still want to live?

"Ten! Ten sheep! There are only so many of us!" he said as he gritted his teeth, his two fists clenched and opened, opened and clenched, his eyes staring at Su Mo's neck, eager to strangle this little bastard.

Su Mo seemed to turn a blind eye, patted the shoulder of Urusborot, who seemed to be lost in despair, and sighed: "Chicken, do you eat wool? I don't know if you can be full of wool ......."

Timur's eyes were dark, his body shook, and he almost didn't fall off his horse. Bastard, ten sheep, my Jinong can only eat wool...... Can your heart be darker?

"II...... Twenty!" There was no way, he could only grit his teeth and increase the price.

"Five hundred sheep, five hundred cows!" Su Mo decisively turned his head to bargain, raising his two hands and gesturing.

Timur felt a rusty smell in his throat, "Why don't you grab it!"

Su Mo looked innocent and spread his hands: "Am I not doing this?oh, do you think that mine is not good enough, so you specifically mention me?"

I'll give you a look! Timur tried to hold on to the bridles to prevent himself from falling off his horse. This little bastard is so annoying, I'm afraid that even the gods will not be able to sit still.

"Five...... Fifty! That's all, no more!" he closed his eyes hard, and only opened them again after a half-sound, and said slowly.

He can see through it, he can't be angry with this bastard, he can only hurt himself when he is angry, why bother? He can only try to maneuver around as much as possible in the frame set by the other party, and if he is controlled by others, he can only knock out his teeth and swallow blood.

"How is it possible, your chickens are very edible...... Okay, okay, I'll give way, four hundred sheep, four hundred cows......"

"Sixty ......"

"No, at least 300 ......"

"....... seventy!

"Chicken, let's drink soup instead, drinking soup is good for health......"

“…….”

The sun climbed and crawled, until it was about to climb overhead, and Su Mo and Nian Han Timur finally reached an agreement on the number of cattle and sheep in an atmosphere of "friendly consultation".

Sheep, one hundred and fifty, and oxen, twenty.

Su Mo couldn't finish smashing his mouth, and nodded with regret on his face. Business negotiations are too difficult, and they are really like mountains. Both being a teacher and being a salesman rely on one mouth to eat, but obviously the teacher's skills are far less specialized than the salesman......

The onlookers had been stunned for a long time, and all the personnel on both sides entered a petrified state. Don't say I've seen this meeting today, I've never heard of it. Everyone decisively said that they had seen it for a long time!

Timur returned to the battle exhausted, and he felt that this morning was more tiring than fighting with people to kill three lilies.

It's just that he just took two steps, and suddenly he suddenly realized it. I was depressed, what was I going to do? Why did I forget this important thing? According to the agreement, I retreated twenty miles, and I should put Jinong back. If people put it back, give them a fart cow or sheep.

Well, well, the idea is still not to be had. With that bastard's urine, it must be overthinking. But the soldiers have retreated, and the cattle and sheep have been given, so the people should have to be put back.

So he turned around again and solemnly made an agreement.

Su Mo looked at him like a fool, your Jinong was attracted by my charm, and he was reluctant to leave for the time being, and he had to live for a few more days. So, the so-called put back or something, let's talk about it, well, let's talk about it.

Also, you've retreated twenty miles, but haven't we come down too? The two brothers have regained their distance, so please retreat another twenty miles......