"Well, you say that's what he donated?" Mo Qian picked up a piece of cloth with some tears and laughter...... A pair of pants to be exact. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the person who was arranged to go to various mansions to raise donations was also helpless.

"It seems that yes, according to Xu Jingqing, this is their family's ancestral treasure, it is precisely because of wearing this pair of pants that Lord Xu won the first place in the second class that year, and he also said that if it weren't for the seriousness of the disaster this time, he would never have sacrificed this pair of pants."

The person who was sent over was named Lu Tingtao, and he was also a member of the Dragon Guardian Villa.

"So we're taking a big advantage?" Mo Qian seemed to be smiling.

"What is taking advantage of, son, you are obviously being cheated, this is obviously a pair of torn pants, the kind that no one wants if they are thrown on the side of the road." Guan Dadao sat on a stool in the shed, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand and drinking it deliciously.

"Hahaha, you're not right, I think this is an ancestral treasure, and it's the kind that can make money." Mo Qian pondered for a while and smiled meaningfully.

Guan Dadao was almost choked by the porridge in his mouth, and it took a while to recover, "...... You rich people...... It's really fun! ”

"By the way, apart from going to Xu's house, do you have anything to gain from going to other houses?" Mo Qian turned his head and asked.

And Lu Tingtian shook his head with a bitter face, "Young master, don't say it, I don't know if the son of the Xu family did it, and every family I went to after that, all the people from the Xu family's faction donated some waste."

Another family donated a night pot, saying that when the world first opened...... Pangu used it, so angry that I almost smashed the night pot on his head, and asked him if such a small night pot Pangu was enough? ”

"So, what about the night pot?" Mo Qian asked with interest. Lu Tingtao was a little confused, "Of course I threw it away!" ”

"Alas, it's a pity."

"What do you mean, Childe? What do you want that night pot for? Could it be that you really believe their nonsense? ”

Lu Tingtao's eyes widened, and he didn't know why, but he always felt that this son's expression was the same as that of a fox who saw a chicken.

"Childe, you haven't said it yet, why do you think these things can make money?"

Guan Dadao finished drinking a bowl of porridge and patted his stomach with satisfaction.

"I'll keep this a secret for the time being, and you'll find out tomorrow." Mo Qian turned around and asked, "By the way, Dadao, are you interested in joining our Dragon Guardian Villa?" ”

Guan Dadao's ability Mo Qian had already seen it just now, when he made a move, he didn't drag the mud and water at all, he was full of practice, and there was a vague fluctuation of true qi, at least in the middle of the third grade.

The identity of the person who has his own Tianji Hall investigates, and the most important thing now is to grasp such a talent.

Guan Dadao hesitated for a while, "I just don't know what kind of people are in Dragon Guardian Villa, if they are all like Childe......"

"Twenty taels of silver per month!" Mo Qian said decisively.

Guan Dadao's eyes became stunned, his eyes widened, and his expression was as if he had been insulted with silver.

"Uh...... Isn't it too vulgar to talk to you about money......" Mo Qian asked cautiously.

But who expected Guan Dadao to slap his thigh, and stood up with a "poof", "Twenty taels of silver, that's enough for me to squander it for more than a year, go!" Fools don't go! ”

"Okay, you go and change your clothes, go to the Tongfu Inn, and say that I asked you to come over, and I'll inform you when something happens." Guan Dadao answered and walked out.

Mo Qian looked at Lu Tingtao, "Tingtao, you should bring a message to the Xu family now, and ask them if they want to exchange such a precious ancestral treasure with gold and silver, otherwise it will be a great loss to lose it." ”

"I don't think they would have done that if they weren't stupid, would they?"

Lu Tingtao was a little strange, although the son of the Xu family seemed to be lacking a string, he was not stupid to this extent.

Mo Qian patted him on the shoulder, "Go quickly, you just tell him, by the way, by the way, take this trouser and ask the tailor to change it, and it will look like this."

Mo Qian took a piece of paper casually, drew it a few times on it, and handed it to the other party.

Lu Tingtao took the drawing, and his eyes froze all of a sudden, "Is this really okay?" ”

"Don't worry, it's no problem, you can go quickly." Watching Lu Tingtao walk out of the shed, Mo Qian smiled secretly, if there is a modern person here, he will definitely be able to recognize it, that object is called "underwear".

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"What? Q: Do I want to redeem my pants with money? That Mo Qian's brain wasn't kicked by a donkey, was it? Xu Jingqing said in astonishment, "What else did he say?" ”

"Well, then there is Mo Qian who said that he would invite his son to watch a play on the streets of Nancheng tomorrow."

"Alright, you go down." Xu Jingqing is a little strange, what kind of moth does this Mo Qian want to make?

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Early the next morning, the people of the Dragon Protector Villa got up early to give porridge, and after yesterday's events, Mo Qian's reputation not only did not deteriorate, but when everyone knew that Mo Qian was framed, Mo Qian's reputation was even better.

Therefore, many people on the street were drinking porridge, and then praising Mo Qian, and even the people of the Dragon Protector Villa also praised it, and the people of the Dragon Protector Villa worked even harder after hearing it.

In the middle of the street, a high platform was quietly set up, all of which were laid with red cloth, which looked very solemn.

The gongs and drums on the "Qiang Qiang Qiang" high platform were beaten, and then a graceful beautiful young man walked out, it was Mo Qian, and behind him, there was a one-meter-nine tall Guan Dadao, at this time, he was beating the gongs and drums in his hands hard, although he didn't know what Gongzi was going to do.

"Ladies and gentlemen, colleagues and classmates, it is Mo Qian below, you are polite."

Everyone looked at Mo Qian on the high platform with some confusion, and they really couldn't understand what Mo Qian was doing.

But soon Mo Qian continued: "Recently, there was a snow disaster in the Daimyo's Mansion, and we officials naturally couldn't sit idly by, so we wanted to raise funds, and our colleagues in the court knew about it and generously donated their ancestral treasures.

It is difficult to appreciate these treasures, so I recently held such an auction, hoping to auction off the treasures obtained here, so that people with real virtue can embrace them. Mo Qian's words were sonorous and powerful, penetrating into the ears of everyone present.