As soon as he said he wanted to "get the world", he was covered in water, as if God was ridiculing the ancient wine.

The children and children of the accompanying people in the caravan also pointed at him and laughed.

The coachman knocked the child away, clasped his fists at Gu Yijiu and said, "Brother, how offended you."

Gu Yijiu smiled and shook her head: "It's okay." After that, he retreated aside and asked the caravan to pass first.

There were many caravans. When they reached the fourth, the wheels suddenly collapsed. The truck was about to overturn when it was tilted. The coachmen did not dare to let the goods be damaged and rushed to help them, but the carriage was heavy and they couldn't do anything. Seeing that the truck was about to fall, Gu Yijiu reached out to press his hand on the carriage to stop the decline. The coachmen took the opportunity to exert force and finally straightened the truck.

After changing the wheels, the coachman came to thank Gu Yijiu.

Gu Yijiu was hungry, so she took out the five copper coins and asked the other party for food.

"You bought a meal, but you can't. These five copper coins will eventually be spent, and you still need to find a living to be serious."

Gu Yijiu was taught humbly: "What the eldest brother taught me is the lesson."

The coachman patted Gu Yijiu's shoulder and said, "Look at your face, you are sick, I didn't think you are very strong. It happened that the convoy lacked a cool laborer. Although the wages are not large, they are always stable. If you are willing, I will recommend it to the caravan manager for you. What do you think?"

Seeing that Gu Yijiu did not agree immediately, the coachman advised again: "Looking at your appearance, you may be a mountain torrent, and I am afraid that your relatives will die. But since you are alive, you need to walk forward. If you are sad, it would be fine to cry. After crying, you should do your duty and be honest, so that you can comfort your relatives in heaven."

Gu Yijiu felt that this was reasonable, so he nodded. The coachman was happy and took Gu Yijiu to find the caravan manager to introduce him to him.

The caravan manager was a serious old man. He looked up and down at Gu Yijiu and asked seriously: "You are asking for a job? What will you do?"

Gu Yijiu couldn't bear to let down the enthusiasm of the coachman, so he could only say honestly: "I can write arithmetics, and I also learn some superficial sword skills."

"Sword Art?" The old man's voice suddenly became a little higher, and the coachman's head looked surprised and repeatedly winked at Gu Yijiu. Unfortunately, Gu Yijiu was full of question marks and couldn't understand it very much.

"Hmph, he's another brave and fierce bastard!" The old man spat, with disgust on his face. The coachman leader quickly said, "Mr. Akutagawa, I think this kid is humble in treating others and should be fine."

"You know what's the matter!" The old man spitted the coachman's head and said angrily: "If you don't want to hurt someone, why do you practice swords? There are fewer things in the world, but there are too many people practicing swords! The general is wise and has issued an order for the world to be unfair, but if I ask me, this is still not enough! We should burn swordsmanship and melt weapons, so that the world can be peaceful!"

"Yes, you're right." The coachman quietly handed over a piece of scattered copper and said with a smile: "This kid is young and should be saved. Your old Bodhisattva's heart is heartless and he is merciful."

The old man took the copper, threw it hard on the face of the coachman's head, and cursed: "Fujiwara kid, you are so confused by eating too much lard! Is this money short of this? I'd rather use the money to buy some eggs so that your wife can give you a fat boy!"

The coachman was not angry, picked up the money, and asked with a smile: "Then this kid..."

Gu Yijiu took the wine pot before he drank it. He looked at the woods around and stood up and said to the coachman, "Brother, I'll go to the forest for convenience."

"Well, go farther and don't smear my wine."

The ancient charity wine responded and walked into the woods.
Chapter completed!