"Sister...... Shan'er ...... I'm sorry! All the faults are borne by me, you can rest assured, even if you work hard, I will ensure that you are ......"

Dong Bicheng didn't have the heart to understand what a hot pot was, so he knelt on the ground with a grunt, facing Yue Shan, tears of remorse flowed down.

"Do you know what's wrong......?"

Yue Mochou's voice was cold, and he was very disappointed with his brother-in-law...... Yue Shan'er stopped eating and looked at Dong Bicheng calmly.

"Sister, I know...... But I want to send it, what should I do...... What to do......"

Dong Bicheng didn't dare to face his wife's gaze and lowered his head.

"Uncle, don't you find seven balls and send them? Is it Dragon Ball? Why don't you send your uncle out to find ......?"

Ruoruo also stopped, leaned her head next to She Yi, and asked in a low voice.

"Ahem, it's not Dragon Ball, it's a two-color ball......"

She Yi suppressed her voice and whispered. Then he picked up a piece of old tofu with chopsticks, dipped it in the juice, ate it in his mouth, and bit it gently. In other words, the old tofu is more strong, with a background and chewiness.

Yue Mochou glanced at She Yi and Ruoruo.

Yue Shan'er took a deep breath, looked at her husband Dong Bicheng in a daze, thought for a while, and spoke.

"It will be done, if I go to the Rouge Pavilion? What do you do? Ask for another room? Look up at me and answer truthfully......"

The expression on Yue Shan'er's face was very serious.

Dong Bicheng raised his head with a handful of snot and tears, and looked at Yue Shan'er with pitiful eyes.

"Shan'er, how can your husband let you go to the land of fireworks, I think about it, you and your sister will go back to their hometown, the carriage has been hired, you can leave at any time, the gambling house will ask for debts, so take your husband's life......"

Dong Bicheng wiped his nose and said sonorously.

Yue Shan'er's eyes slowly closed, and she opened them halfway, the corners of her mouth curled, and she smiled helplessly.

"Remember, this is the last time...... Get up, wash your face, and eat hot pot. This is specially made by Xiao Yi, and it tastes very good and very delicious. ”

"Shan'er, let's go...... If you don't leave, it's too late...... The black butler ......"

Dong Bicheng glanced at the outside of the hotel, he was still worried that Jia Yi (She Yi) would get the black housekeeper there, if someone died...... That's it......

"Uncle, I'm really clumsy about your IQ. Okay, I'll tell you, the old man was thrown outside and woke up and was frightened by his little uncle, and ran home by himself. I don't know if I'm nervous, and I won't be here in a few days. Your gambling debts, Uncle Xiaoyi will help you pay them off. Also, ahem, I didn't mean to smash you...... Here's the potato chips I cut myself, come and give you a few slices, it's kind of compensation......"

Ruoruo smiled and said methodically.

"Ruoruo, uncle doesn't blame you...... Shan'er, if what you say is true? ”

Dong Bicheng had a little expectation and hope in his heart, licked his chapped lips, and let the snot run down......

Yue Shan'er saw her husband's pitiful and hateful appearance, turned her head sideways, and nodded.

"It's true...... It's all gone......"

"This ......"

Dong Bicheng's body trembled a few times, the expression on his face changed several times, and his excitement could not be expressed in words......

The corners of his mouth twitched, he took a deep breath, his breath sank into the dantian, along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, all over the three thousand nine hundred and eighty-five acupoints, straight to the brain, angry Xinghan, looked up to the sky with a long hiss, the air flow in the body erupted thinly, the pores were cool, the body was as light as a swallow, and the thoughts were accessible, as if washing the marrow and cutting the hair and being reborn......

"Ah......h

(Note: Extremely exaggerated rhetorical devices are used here...... ）

……

In fact, She Yi didn't have seven hundred taels of silver, plus Yue Mochou's silver, the total was only one hundred and ten taels. Originally, after killing Wang Dahu Xue Ying in Tiger Villa, he could get a handful, which was far more than seven hundred taels.

But he didn't.

First of all, he kills for the sake of killing, not for the sake of robbing money, and any industry has its own profession.

Secondly, in that kind of dangerous situation, he would faint at any time, and he would be caught by the government, he did not have the conditions to take the silver.

Therefore, to repay the seven hundred taels of silver owed by Dong Bicheng, he can only find another way.

……

At the dinner table, the hot pot continued. In addition to the previous Yue Mochou sisters, Ruoruo, and She Yi, there is one more Dong Bicheng.

She Yi was holding a cyan heart-shaped white jade pendant in his hand, looking at it seriously, Yue Mochou, Yue Shan'er, and Dong Bicheng also looked at it curiously......

"Xiao Yi, is this thing really worth so many silver taels?"

Dong Bicheng had already changed into a shirt, washed his face, and the decadence just now was swept away, his face was radiant, and he sat next to She Yi with a sloppy face.

If you put your hand around She Yi's arm, put your head on She Yi's shoulder, and glanced at Dong Bicheng with a white look, her expression seemed to say that She Yi belonged to her, and the jade pendant in her hand was also hers...... Mother and aunt and uncle don't want to fight with her!

"Well, if you sell it, it's worth a lot of silver, but if you do, it won't be much, and at most I will pay off the gambling debt of seven hundred taels for you."

She Yi sighed. This jade pendant is the jade pendant that Zhao Wanqi gave him a few months ago. With the quality and polishing skills of this jade, its value is immeasurable in future generations. But now the commodity economy is underdeveloped, there are not many people who speculate on gold and stone antiques, and this jade pendant is not worth much silver taels, conservatively estimated at about two thousand taels of silver.

If you pick it up, it will be a thousand taels of silver at most. His idea was that after a while, the hotel would make a profit, and then redeem it, after all, this was Zhao Wanqi's thing......

"Brother Bicheng, this is my family's ancestral heirloom, which is made of high-grade seed jade, far more than seven hundred taels...... You can rest assured that you can ......"

"Heirloom...... Xiao Yi, if you call me, it will be done. Otherwise, you won't feel comfortable...... If it weren't for you, Shan'er and I wouldn't know...... Alas, Xiao Yi, this hotel will be yours in the future, Shan'er and I will work for you, if you make a profit, give some wages, if you don't make a profit, you don't have to pay a penny...... How's ......"

Dong Bicheng had a sincere smile on his face, and his heart was full of gratitude, fuck, in order to help him, others even took out the heirloom as a ...... This kindness......

"This ......"

She Yi hesitated.

"Xiao Yi, for the sake of Sister Mochou and Ruoruo, you will agree, otherwise I and Bicheng will be uneasy......"

Yue Shan'er also hurriedly said.

"Well, in that case, I'll promise you. From today on, this hotel is owned by Ruoruo, Sister Shan'er, your husband and wife, Sister Mochou and I, are all employees of the hotel, and each person is paid one or two taels of silver per month...... At the same time, each person enjoys a 10% year-end dividend. ”

She Yi took Ruoruo into her arms, gently touched her hair, and said with a smile.

"Ah......h

"Ahh

Yue Shan'er, Dong Bicheng, and Yue Mochou were all stunned...... Ruoruo was also stunned for a moment, and then laughed......

"Yay!"

……

The pawnshop of the Song Dynasty was called the Changsheng Library, and due to the socio-economic development of the Song Dynasty, the Changsheng Library (quality bank) was also developed. Wealthy merchants, government officials, military forces, monasteries, and large landlords have all operated the business of lending money against goods.

In addition to ordinary gold, silver, pearls, and jade money, the items pledged by the Song Dynasty into the Changsheng Treasury sometimes even included living items such as slaves and maids, cattle and horses, while ordinary working people mostly used daily necessities as collateral. The loan time limit of Changshengku is short, the interest rate is high, and the price of the pledge is arbitrarily lowered, and if the loan is not repaid when due, the pledge will be confiscated, so many families go bankrupt.

The immortality here refers to the longevity money, also known as endless wealth, endless storage, and treasury money. It is the money accumulated by the monastery and used to lend to others to generate interest to support the Three Jewels; Because the mother gives birth to the child, tossing and turning, and endlessly, it is called immortality or endless.