"Go and go, don't make trouble here if you don't buy it, it's enough, everyone has it these days, and they all regard themselves as uncles, this is not the place where you beggars should come, hurry up." The little second was in a hurry to take the album and slap in with that old man Liu, and when he saw Jun Wuxian, a young man who was not good-looking and dirty, he suddenly lost his good face.

The black cat on Jun Wuxie's shoulder, hearing Xiao Er's words, almost didn't pounce with hatred, and bit off Xiao Er's neck, but fortunately was appeased by Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxian ignored Xiao Er's cynicism, and just continued to select the album next to him from the shelf.

Xiao Er was busy making money, and he was not interested in taking care of such a poor boy, so he took a few albums and sent them to the old man Liu.

Jun Wuxian found some picture albums from those shelves, and put the ones she needed one by one on the vacant shelves on the side, and some of the rich people in the shop sneered disdainfully when they saw Jun Wuxie's actions.

"Another poor ghost who daydreams, such garbage, should honestly stay in that kind of pigsty, with her virtue, can she have the money to buy a house? I'm afraid she can't afford the cheapest yard here. "Some people spoke viciously.

"I've seen a lot of this kind of person, all the way to Qingfeng City, the most common thing I see is this kind of poor ghost, I know all day long that I reach out to others to beg, it's really no different from a beggar."

"I see, don't struggle with such garbage, stay outside, let those monsters eat it is not a convenience, save yourself from cheating and drinking here."

Those rich people who spent money to enter Qingfeng City, for those old and weak women and children who can enter the city without spending a penny, they also spent a lot of silver taels when they entered the city, but those refugees who were poor and white, and had no ability, could enter Qingfeng City without spending anything, which made them very unconvinced.

However, this is the rule set by the city lord of Qingfeng City, even if they have more dissatisfaction, they don't dare to really say anything, they only dare to step on those poor refugees who are even more unbearable than them.

They didn't understand, what did the city lord of Qingfeng City think, what could be the effect of putting so much waste into the city in addition to increasing the burden on Qingfeng City?

Jun Wuxian seemed to ignore the ridicule of those people, and after she rummaged through several shelves in a row and found a large stack of albums, she picked up the albums she had selected and walked to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper in the shop was calculating how much money he could make today, and those houses were worth a lot of money, and he could also take a part of the commission from selling them here.

The shopkeeper, who was calculating how much money he would put into the account, suddenly heard a loud noise, and the sunlight in front of him was replaced by a black shadow, he immediately raised his head, but saw that on the table in front of him, there were dozens of picture albums, and those picture albums could be seen from the appearance, they were all very large mansions!

At this glance, the shopkeeper's heart was happy, with a full flattering smile on his face, ready to see which local tyrant was so generous, but when he saw that the person standing in front of the table was just a petite and dirty-dressed teenager, the smile on his face instantly turned into nothing, and a layer of dark clouds were immediately attached.