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Without saying anything, Dongfang Shuo stepped on two long legs and rushed to Liang Xiao, stretched out an arm that was longer than Liang Xiao's ape's arm, grabbed Liang Xiao and dragged it into the house, which seemed to be robbing a kiss, which made Liang Xiao feel a strong uneasy.

I have to say that he is not losing his strength. Dongfang Shuo's nine-foot-three-inch figure is not white, and he is so strong that even Liang Xiao can't resist it. He was dragged into the house and pressed on the mat.

"Speak quickly, how did this formula come up?"

Liang Xiao looked at a lot of calculations on the ground, but he didn't understand. "What kind of fixed pattern?"

Dongfang Shuo was a little anxious, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and there was a big dark circle. He seemed to have been in a long time. He pointed to the self-financing on the ground and shouted loudly: "This is the fixed pattern that Deng Guobin said. He said it for a long time, but I didn't understand. Tell me how you got this fixed pattern."

Liang Xiao was stunned. It turned out that the Han people were doing this. I was so obedient. If it weren't for Dongfang Shuo's statement that this was the fixed pattern of calculating the Qianqiu cycle, he wouldn't recognize it even if he was placed in front of him for the rest of his life.

"I don't know that this formula was not derived by me, but by himself."

"Then what picture you are talking about, and what does it mean?" Dongfang Shuo's voice became louder, rolling up his sleeves and rolling his arms, and he was about to fight Liang Xiao if he had any disagreement. Seeing that, Tu Niuer was panicked and rushed to the hall, ready to take action at any time to protect Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao smiled. "That picture is my personal experience. However, this picture is more important than the fixed pattern, and it is a bit complicated, and I can't explain it clearly in a few words. Brother Dongfang, I still have something to do today, so I won't tell you. When I move here, we will discuss it slowly. How about it?"

"No!" Dongfang Shuo glared. "Do I want Deng Guobin to be proud of for a few more days? I can't stand it in one day. Xijun, Xijun, go and sell my sword and sell wine and meat. I have a distinguished guest."

A young woman walked out of the west room and gave Dongfang Shuo a blank look. "Your sword was sold the day before yesterday, where is it?"

Dongfang Shuo slapped his head. "Forgot. Then you sold the newly made winter clothes."

"Your clothes are so big, who wants them?"

"This..." Dongfang Shuo was embarrassed.

Li Danghu laughed silently and stood up to stop the woman. "Brother Dongfang, you should study and study hard. I will arrange the wine and meat."

Dongfang Shuo bowed and laughed, with no shame on his face. "Li Danghu, you should have said that long ago.

Li Danghu ignored him and arranged for the entourage to buy wine and eat meat and hold a banquet. He sat aside and listened to Liang Xiao and Dongfang Shuo's discussion. He was interested in watching it, but he was not interested in Qianqiu, but his expression of Dongfang Shuo. He had never seen Dongfang Shuo ask for advice so modestly.

He felt more and more interesting Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao said the drawing method he had said to Deng Guobin again. This method is actually very simple. Dongfang Shuo understood it as soon as he heard it, and slapped and shouted: "Deng Guobin, a stupid man, is obviously a very simple method, but it is so complicated. It can be seen that his stupidity is born and has no cure."

Liang Xiao expressed different opinions. "Although Deng Guobin is not as talented as Brother Dongfang, he is down-to-earth and rigorous and willing to work hard. People who can do great things are often such people."

"Doing big things?" Dongfang Shuo sneered. "He is just a craftsman at most, so how can he do big things?"

"Why can Brother Dongfang do great things?"

Dongfang Shuo straightened his waist, supported his knees with one hand, and blocked his thumb with the other, pointing at himself without any modesty.

Liang Xiao shook his head. "In my opinion, Brother Dongfang can only be a doctor at most and cannot do big things."

"Do you look down on me?" Dongfang Shuo raised his brow, reached out to grab Liang Xiao's collar, and said angrily: "I am knowledgeable and well-versed in history. You actually say that I can't do big things? If I don't tell a truth today, I will never give up."

Liang Xiao raised his hand to stop Tu Niuer who was about to pounce on Dongfang Shuo, held Dongfang Shuo's little finger and gently pulled it. Dongfang Shuo felt pain and quickly let go, and kept screaming. "Let go, let go, it hurts! It hurts!"

Liang Xiao let go of Dongfang Shuo, patted his chest lightly, and smoothed his collar. "Since Brother Dongfang is well-educated and knowledgeable about the past and the present, I have a question. I want to ask Brother Dongfang to count on him, but I don't know if it is possible?"

"Say." Dongfang Shuo raised his chest and said loudly: "I don't believe that you have any problems that will make me difficult."

"There are two people. One is rich in ancestral property and a thousand-year-old family. The treasures passed down by his ancestors are piled up like mountains. Although he has no merits and virtues, he can be rich and well-behaved. The other is a white man who works hard and works hard, but he can only earn three meals a day with his own hands. Which one is his husband?"

Dongfang Shuo blinked his eyes, smacked his lips, speechless. As soon as Liang Xiao opened his mouth, he understood what Liang Xiao meant, but the answer to this question was beneficial to Liang Xiao and not to him.

Li Danghu also smiled. "It's good to be able to earn three meals a day for a white man. A good man, of course, is more glorious in the wealth he has won. He lives by relying on the kindness of his ancestors. What kind of husband is he?"

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his tongue had achieved unexpected results. Three meals a day are not something that ordinary people can enjoy. Bai Ding can only have two meals a day. If he can eat three meals a day, he will be involved in the middle class.

Needless to say, Dongfang Shuo was born as an ordinary person and had to rely on his own knowledge to gain wealth. Although Li Danghu was the husband of his father Li Guang, the father and son of the Li family did not enjoy the kindness of their ancestors except for the identity of a good son. For them, of course, they had a greater sense of identity with those who started from scratch. Those who rely on their ancestors to gain wealth were just the stumbling blocks for their success.

"A good at learning, and knowing the past and the present?" Seeing that Dongfang Shuo's mouth was blocked, Liang Xiao smiled. "What else do you have except for a bunch of broken articles and simplified Chinese characters, and the ancients' Yahui?"

Dongfang Shuo was stunned, widened his eyes, and opened his mouth to refute, but he could not think of a reason to refute.

Liang Xiao asked again without any mercy. "Is there one sentence that you have of your five car knowledge? "

Dongfang Shuo was distorted and gritted his teeth, but could not refute it. He usually met many debate opponents, and countless people looked down on him, but no one had ever used such a reason to despise him.

Yes, he is well-educated, but he is all the knowledge of the ancients, and none of them is his own invention. Liang Xiao has no knowledge, but he has his own unique insights, although this insight is just a simple future.

"You are just a bookcase with feet. You only know how to bury your old paper piles, but you know nothing about the avenue in front of you." Liang Xiao laughed. "I don't know where your confidence comes from. Deng Guobin is indeed not a genius, but he is better at doing practical things than just talking big."

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Chapter completed!