Shen Ruoyu watched with interest on the first floor, while Yang Zhao took the pile of paper and jumped up and down from the beginning to recognize people in each ring.

She flipped through the small paper, and as long as she was on the number, she would draw a mark on it with a pen, and then stare at the fight in the ring and add a few more of her own shallow opinions.

In fact, this work is not going too smoothly, because some rings will be fought very quickly, and the two sides may be able to divide the winner within a few moves, Yang Zhao has not found it yet, and the corresponding information is there, so they will get out of the ring.

More than three hours of busy work have passed, and Yang Zhao has also written a small half of the pile of materials in his hand.

Because of Shen Ruoyu's control, Yang Zhao did not encounter any trouble in the tower this time.

It's just that when many people meet her, they stare at her like a monkey.

In a word, Yang Zhao is famous in the Tower of Babel, and everyone wants to see what kind of character this person shouts for help in the tower.

In the face of this situation, Yang Zhao is not the kind of thin-skinned person, and she is still afraid of the cat's secret things, and her eyes can not look over there without looking there.

In action, the ostrich plan is implemented, burying his head in the sand and pretending not to see.

In my heart, it is Ah Q's spiritual victory method, and I can get by.

Coupled with the fact that she has to sort out the information of the opponents she may meet in the future, she is quite comfortable staying this little time.

In the end, I was really hungry, so I came to Shen Ruoyu.

"Master, you see that you are not hungry, those two doctors are also hungry, how about I go back and buy some food for them, and also taste the characteristics of Tianfu?"

By the time the two men came out, the sun had returned to the west, and the fiery red glow shone on the entire island, and all the vegetation and buildings were covered in a layer of warm color.

Out of the tower, Yang Zhao once again mentioned the matter of Shu Lingyu.

"For no reason, why is the old man so angry, he can't say it in the tower, he can always say it."

Shen Ruoyu walked forward idly, with a little alienation in his eyebrows.

"Because the text is broken, I have traveled in the Great Zhou for a hundred years, and I am not proficient in the mainstream written language of the Great Zhou, but I am also able to write, even for some unknown small languages, I also know a thing or two, you must know that the vast majority of the population of the entire Great Zhou is concentrated in one place, and the gathering of people will also cause the popularization of various languages, but I don't know the words in his hands."

The silver snail in his hand turned slowly, and the crisp sound added a bit of comfort to people.

"Looking at the way he speaks, he looks very confident, this beam of spirit language should be a big language when he is alive, but now I don't know it, the side shows that the circulation range of this language is too narrow, and there is even a possibility of being cut off."

"Civilization is inherited by words, once the text is broken, it will be difficult for the history of the nation to continue, and the nation without history will naturally have no land of the soul of the nation, once the land of the soul of the nation dissipates, the nation has no possibility of rising, how can he not be annoyed?"

Yang Zhao was dumbfounded when he heard it, just a few simple words, could he refine such a large amount of information?

At this moment, she felt like a fool.

"Not necessarily, maybe their people are recording their own history in another language?"

Shen Ruoyu glanced at Yang Zhao lightly.

"If you record your own history in a foreign language, most of it will not be your own history."

The two of them walked slowly, and the cool evening breeze hit people, which made people very comfortable.

"Do you know about Wuhu Chaohua?"

Yang Zhao rolled his eyes and nodded.

"I teach a little bit in the history books, but I don't understand it in detail."

Things that are not used in the college entrance examination, if Yang Zhao is not interested, he will not understand them in detail, even if it is the history that has already happened.

"From Dongyi, Xirong, Nanban, Beidi to Hu, Xia, Xianbei, Di, Qiang, these ethnic groups once had their own language and writing, but when they wanted to live a stable farming life with a plow, their language and writing would inevitably decline, and by the time of my Ming Dynasty, there were few people in the whole world who knew their language, and it was just a few strokes in the history books and some traces of stone carving."

Shen Ruoyu's words were naturally indifferent.

"At this time, the land of their clan soul will naturally integrate into the land of our clan soul, although the time is relatively long, but the power of time should not be underestimated.

Yang Zhao's head flashed, and he thought of various local dialects.

"I know that the pronunciation and vocabulary of many local languages are copied from the languages of other ethnic groups, such as the northern Polengaere."

"Breengel?" Shen Ruoyu raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Yang Zhao felt that the stalk on the back of his neck was a little leaky, what kind of mouth did he have?

"Well, the language of the Manchus is often used by us northerners."

Shen Ruoyu smiled softly.

"Don't be so afraid, the change of dynasties has existed since ancient times, and the descendants of the Zhu family can't keep the world, and it's normal to provoke a group of heroes. The world is the world of the people of the world, and when the Son of Heaven is incompetent and the court is useless, anyone can fight, and this has been the case since ancient times. ”

"But I will be Chinese, and if I retreat, I will be barbarian, as long as he becomes the Son of Heaven, this matter will not be up to him."

Oh, the atmosphere.

Yang Zhaoruo was not afraid that the action of giving a thumbs up was a little frivolous in front of Shen Ruoyu, an elder, she wanted to give a thumbs up and praise him for everything.

"In other words, although most of the Shu Ling language may have been lost, some of it has still been integrated into the local language, Master, is that what you mean?"

Shen Ruoyu nodded and said, "Although I don't know Shu Lingyu, in the entire cultivation realm, there are still many objects in the name of Shu Ling. ”

Yang Zhao's head flashed.

"For example, Shu Lingyu!"

"Yes, but this word is the language of Da Zhou, not Shu Ling."

Shen Ruoyu's tone couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

The two of them chatted all the way, and then returned to the door of the small courtyard they rented.

Yang Zhao sent Shen Ruoyu into the courtyard, turned around and began to look for a restaurant.

She walked two streets before she found a restaurant.

What is disappointing is that most of the dishes in this restaurant are steamed and boiled seafood, and what is sold is not accepted a la carte.

There is only one little second brother in this store, and his attitude towards customers is not lukewarm, far less hospitable than the little second brother in other cities.

"Those guests are eating today's dishes, and you can watch them."

Yang Zhao looked at the few dishes on the table of the few diners in the store, the clear soup was less watery, the dishes were stewed, and the seafood was better, after all, high-end ingredients, as long as the simplest cooking could be made delicious.

But this can't hide the fact that these vegetables don't even have a few drops of oil stars.

Yang Zhao has lived on Heizhu Island for so long, and he has long lost his desire for seafood.

She wants to eat meat now, the stewed rotten pork belly is mixed in the rice, and the salty aroma of the meat is full of oil in one bite, and it really drools when she thinks about it.

Looking at the dishes on the table again, she suddenly felt that she had lost any appetite, and couldn't help but complain to the little second brother in the store.

"Do you have that kind of stew with fat in your store, and you are not afraid of being robbed of your business when you sell this thing?"

The little second brother doesn't look like a little second brother in terms of attitude, but more like a host who invites people to dinner.

"Guest, you're laughing, there are only a few people in Shuncheng, we open a restaurant in Tianfu just for those who can't cook, but not to make money, guest, do you want to take a look at Bigu Dan, we have a lot of flavors here."

Forehead......

This kind of wealthy behavior that doesn't care about money is really eye-catching.

But Yang Zhao thought about it, she is also a local tyrant now, and she is a little suspicious of scolding herself if she says this again.

"There's no restaurant that cooks good food?"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she turned her head and asked the little second brother.

"Little brother, do you know where the Le Food Mansion is?"

The little second brother raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"It may disappoint the guests, although the name of Le Restaurant is called this, it is not a restaurant that does business with the outside world, it only eats for the guests of Tianfu, and you can't buy it with silver."

This Le Shi Fu is actually the canteen of Tianfu.

Yang Zhao couldn't do anything, she silently calculated in her heart: "Then bring me ten tables of the food you are good at in the store, and a few pots of good wine." ”

Ten tables is not much for the three of them, if Yang Zhao opens his appetite, he can eat five tables alone, even if Luan Chuanxiong and Feng can't look down on these meals in the two doctors, Yang Zhao can eat the remaining five tables tomorrow morning, and it is not a waste at all.

"By the way, can you deliver food?"

"Yes, but with some money."

When the meal arrived, it was already dark, and Yang Zhao put a trick in the courtyard and hung it in the air, and began to pour wine and food for the three people seated.

Yang Zhao was the first to stand up and take a glass of wine first, thanking Shen Ruoyu and the three of them for taking care of them these days.

Serve another glass of wine and thank the three of them for coming to Tianfu for their own sake.

The last glass of wine, I have to ask the three of them to take care of it again in the next month.

This table was eaten until the middle of the moon, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves during the banquet, and after eating, Yang Zhao also pinched a water polo technique and cleaned the dishes and chopsticks.

There was not even oil and water on this plate, and the water was clean as soon as it was flushed.

When it was time to go to bed in the house, Yang Zhao took out the specific small box and summoned two little bean people.

For more than a month, Yang Zhao used a bit of incense, although the fans were fixed at 2 million, but because she was not updated in time, there was relatively little interaction with fans, so there was not much incense in a short time.

Yang Zhao decided to save some money, and changed the matter of passing the word from the mobile phone to Xiaodouren, which could save a sum of incense.

Anyway, 24 hours a day, there are people on standby on the side of the country's wealth and people's strength.

As soon as Xiaodouren came out, he thought that something urgent was wrong, and jumped up to check if Yang Zhao was injured.

"I'm fine now, but the time of meridian treatment will be postponed for about a month."

Yang Zhao said in a few words about missing the time of the Heavenly Tomb, and casually mentioned that he was going to the ring.

"I also have to tell the supervisor about this matter on Heizhu Island, lest time passes, they are cranky, and there will be any more trouble."

Hearing this, Xiaodouren nodded: "I will definitely bring the words, don't worry, there won't be any chaos on Heizhu Island." ”

"But you're not healed yet, why are you going to go to the ring? Besides, this has been hurting muscles and bones for a hundred days, how can anyone go to the ring after recovering from a serious illness. ”

Yang Zhao licked his lips and relayed Shen Ruoyu's words.

"You don't have to worry, my meridians are incomplete, it's just that I can't use my spiritual power as much as I used to, but the spiritual power in my body is not fake, I can still use it in other ways, at most, it's not so easy to use."

Little Douren is obviously a little unconvinced of this argument.

"In this kind of thing in the ring, a hair mistake can be seriously injured, let alone you are now."

"It's okay, Shizu is watching, I won't be in danger."

Little Douren was still not at ease, but did not continue to talk about this topic.

Because if it goes a little deeper, it will have the meaning of provoking the relationship between Yang Zhao and Shen Ruoyu.

"Well, tomorrow, tomorrow morning, you contact us, and we'll prepare something for you, maybe you can use it in the ring."

(End of chapter)