For several days, there was no news from the rich man, and he didn't know what was going on.

The prime minister tasted tea elegantly in the room, but a wisp of sadness between his eyebrows revealed his true mood.

"These two people have not been out of the house for several days, and there is no news from the landlord, so they are not in a hurry." The prime minister sighed, put down the teacup in his hand, and spit out the worries in his heart to the subordinates beside him.

Seeing that his master was worried, his subordinates opened their mouths to comfort: "Don't worry, Mo Shihuan is a smart person, and she has a lot of ghost ideas, so she must have played with the rich man in the palm of her hand." Saying that, the man's tone was not firm, how could he know what the two ancestors were thinking.

The sun was shining outside, and Mo Shihuan was basking in the sun in the yard leisurely, holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand, and his expression was very comfortable.

She silently calculated the time in her heart, the day was coming soon, and she wanted to see how many days the rich man could last.

"Miss, what do you say about the rich man's condition?" The maidservant girl on the side, who didn't know yet, couldn't help but ask.

"When he comes to the mansion, you can see for yourself." Mo Shihuan didn't answer positively, but gave an ambiguous answer, and the maid was confused.

On this side, the landlord's house is in chaos.

There was a crackling sound of things falling in the landlord's house, accompanied by roars and frightened begs for mercy.

"You bunch of rice buckets, let you go to the divine doctor, what are you looking for?" The rich man's face was red and his neck was thick, his illness was getting more and more serious, he hung money to find a miracle doctor, but he didn't expect all the doctors to come with confidence, and after seeing his illness, they all said that they had never seen this kind of disease, and left in a huff.

"My lord is angry, it's really not good, I think we can only go to that girl again." The butler calmed his anger and made a proposal.

The rich man of the land understood the situation and knew that his illness could not be delayed any longer, so he didn't have time to get angry, so he quickly prepared a sedan chair and set off towards Mo Shihuan's residence in a low-key manner.

Things were as Mo Shihuan expected, and it was not even two hours before the maidservant asked questions, as if the disappeared rich man had not visited the door for a long time.

"Miss, you are really a god." The maidservant listened to the report of the subordinate, remembered what Mo Shihuan said before, and sighed that she was really like a god.

Mo Shihuan listened to the report of his subordinates, stood up lazily and stretched, and walked towards the hall unhurriedly.

The rich man who was sitting on the chair and waiting for Mo Shihuan looked anxiously at the door of the hall from time to time, and saw the familiar figure. A long-lost smile appeared on his face.

Mo Shihuan looked at the hall in which he was sluggish, his lips were pale, and his body had lost a lot of weight in just a few days, and he knew it in his heart.

"Why are you here today?" Mo Shihuan sat down and pretended to be puzzled to ask.

The rich man of the land has lost his arrogant appearance before, and there is a wry smile on his face: "You have also seen that my illness is getting worse and worse now, and it is useless to find many doctors, or you are clever in rejuvenation, no matter how many silver taels you have, I will pay for it." "Money is not brought to life and death is not taken away, no matter how much he loves money, it is better to save his life now.

Mo Shihuan ridiculed him in his heart for changing his face quickly, but he looked embarrassed on the surface, with a touch of regret on his beautiful little face, and the temples of the rich man jumped up and down.

"It's not that I don't save you when you die, you didn't seek medical attention in time before, and now that the condition is so serious, I'm not 100% sure, if I don't get cured, I'll get into trouble, this deal is very unfavorable to me, you better find someone else." Mo Shihuan politely refused.

The rich man really had no choice, he got out of the stool with his buttocks and knelt directly on the ground: "Please save me, I don't want to die yet, as long as you can save my life, let the villain do anything, the villain is duty-bound." ”

Mo Shihuan watched the once invincible bully kneel in front of her and beg bitterly, almost laughing, for her own plan, she held back, pretended to think for a moment, and reluctantly agreed: "You get up first, although this disease is very serious, it is not hopeless." ”

As soon as the rich man heard that his body was still saved, he quickly stood up, his eyes lit up, and waited for Mo Shihuan to speak.

Mo Shihuan's expression was a little helpless: "I have a home remedy here that can cure your disease, but you are so sick now, I'm not sure if you can cure it completely." ”

The rich man was anxious and urged Mo Shihuan: "Just say it, the villain listens." ”

"There is a place where the wet soil is dug into the jar, and one pound is eaten dry every day, and the results can be seen for seven consecutive days." Mo Shihuan's face did not change his face and nonsense.

However, with the IQ of the rich man, he didn't find any clues, and hurriedly asked: "May I ask where is the wet soil back?" I'm going to let people dig it. ”

She slowly spoke: "It happens to be in the place where the dam is being built, and the wet soil on the surface is of no use, the deeper the wet soil, the stronger the medicinal effect, and the greater the help for your condition." She flickered at the person in front of her with a serious face.

"And you're going to keep giving."

The man was stunned by her foolishness, and hurriedly asked someone to dig the wet soil, and Mo Shihuan called himself a supervisor, so as not to follow them to the place where the dam was repaired for the wrong reason.

Looking at the dam that took shape without the slightest effort, Mo Shihuan was happy.

The rich landlord, who has always been concerned about his illness, would never have thought that he would be used as a gun and help others count money.

In the mansion, the prime minister was very surprised when he heard that his subordinates wanted to report the situation on Mo Shihuan's side.

"I didn't expect such a little girl to have such a strategy, but I underestimated her before, and it seems that it is unnecessary to worry." The prime minister was surprised by Mo Shihuan's means, and praised him without concealment.

The subordinates also echoed one by one, all of which refreshed their impression of her, but they didn't expect that she couldn't help but be well-born, good-looking, and extremely intelligent.

Because of the dam repair, Mo Shihuan let them dig very deep, and the rich man did not complain at all, and ordered his subordinates to listen to her, and her orders were equivalent to his own orders.

So they dug for two days, and Mo Shihuan saw that the depth was about the same, so he asked him to stop: "It's almost, the soil at this depth is the wet soil that is most useful for your physical condition." ”

In the past two days, the rich man listened to her words and gave alms every day, and his small treasury was rapidly reduced every day, and his heart was already numb, and he only thought that his body could be healthy.

He looked at the huge pit dug by the workers with some anxiety and asked, "Is this depth okay?" Are you sure you won't dig for a while? ”

Mo Shihuan's good-looking little face explained with a popular science expression: "No matter how deep the medicine is, the effect is too strong, your body can't bear it, it will have the opposite effect, and it is possible to die with a whimper." ”

The rich man was frightened by her last sentence and broke out in a cold sweat. I'm glad that I brought Mo Shihuan here, or I don't know how I died.

"Then I'll listen to you." The rich man did not dare to make his own decisions anymore, and hurriedly let his subordinates pretend to be wet.

"Then if you're okay, I'll leave first." The rich man was so anxious at this time that he just wanted to hurry back to his house to eat soil for treatment.