"I said Master Mo, do you have money to burn?!" As soon as he heard Mo Xichen's spring-like voice say the words of this kind of local tyrant, Hua Qianyan instantly exploded, chartered the inn, and paid double the price, Prime Minister Mo, do you have silver to burn? !

Waste is a shameful drop! It's a shameful drop!

If Prime Minister Mo Dacheng has a lot of silver and can't spend it all, you can support Miss Ben, anyway, I have a marriage letter for the two of them, which is better than giving it to those passers-by.

Miss Ben went to Yanguo, eating, drinking, and having fun along the way, and there were many places to use silver.

"Sort of." Picking up the teacup to cover the unconscious twitching of the corners of his mouth, and taking a sip of fragrant tea, Mo Xichen nodded very calmly, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

The appearance of the omission is absolutely stunning, the gestures are elegant, and the white clothes are like walking out of the painting, which looks like a mortal!

Although he was in a small inn in the county town, Mo Xichen's demeanor was still the same, just like an immortal above the nine heavens, unstained with dust.

"Then Mr. Mo will give the silver ticket to Miss Ben, Miss Ben is useful, our group is less than ten people, and we don't need to charter the entire inn." Hua Qian smiled and stretched out her slender jade hand, about to take the silver ticket in Ling Yun's hand, staring at the silver ticket with a pair of smart eyes, eager to spit out the silver ticket at once.

Ling Yun trembled in fright, and the hand holding the silver ticket couldn't help but tighten.

"My son just wants to be quiet." The feather fan shook gently, Mo Xichen had no expression on his face, and the sound like a clear spring seemed to come from outside the sky.

"Alright, no more noise." As soon as she heard this, Hua Tianyan immediately saw the wind and rudder, "Drizzle, don't you call your eldest brother up and eat something, Miss Wan is still waiting here." ”

"Yes, miss." The drizzle answered and went upstairs.

"Mo Gongzi, this silver ticket ......" Hua Qianyan looked at the silver ticket in Ling Yun's hand, swallowed his saliva, and didn't finish his words, the meaning of which was understandable.

"Lingyun to Miss Hua Er." As soon as Mo Xichen relented, although Ling Yun was distressed, he still had to listen to the master's orders, and poor Ling Yun could only watch the silver ticket being put away by the little girl with a painful face.

There is also the shopkeeper with a painful face, and the silver that is about to arrive has flew, how uncomfortable this mood is, only he knows.

"Hypocrisy, money addict." Wan Min'er, who was sitting at the opposite table, spit out four words disdainfully, she still thought that this Miss Hua Er was what kind of lady she was, now it seems that she is just a little woman who forgets her righteousness, she knew that Miss Hua Er was so wealthy, she would have given her a little silver, why waste so many lips and tongues, she didn't take advantage of it, not to mention, and she made a stink.

Wan Min'er regrets this.

What kind of quarrel did she have with such a money fan, it was simply an insult to her identity as a daughter.

Hua Tianyan counted the silver tickets, no matter how Wan Min'er despised her, she had to support her family, and she still needed more silver, Wan Min'er would not understand this.

"Yan'er, is there something wrong with me?" A voice like a spring breeze came, and the person who came was not who Hua Qiyu was.

"She's looking for you." Hua Tianyan nuzzled her mouth and motioned to Hua Tianyu to look at Wan Min'er at the next table.

"What is Miss Wan looking for flowers?" As soon as she saw Wan Min'er, Hua Qianyu frowned, and asked in a still elegant voice.

"Can the dude borrow a step to speak?" Wan Min'er stood up and asked.

Hua Tianyu nodded in agreement.