Qiusheng and Wen Cai looked at him with shocked faces, they followed Uncle Nine to exchange money to buy gold, of course they knew how much money Uncle Nine had.

Now that Uncle Nine has handed over all the money to Yang Feng, and then Yang Feng has his own money, how much money does it have to have?

The two of them are very envious, but it's a pity that Uncle Nine's money will never be handed over to them, and they can't even look at it twice.

For this money, Yang Feng's management will be more strict.

This is not an ocean or a silver ticket, this is a gold bar, and it will be troublesome if someone steals a few.

Not only Uncle Jiu, but even Ren Tingting's family property was bought, and even the mansion was not kept, all of which were exchanged for gold.

This is called a big deal, after all, compared with the Ren family, Uncle Jiu's money can only be regarded as a small amount of money.

All this gold was placed in Yang Feng's room, the gold was easy to transport, and he was not afraid of depreciation, so Yang Feng's heart was put down.

"Uncle Shi, why do you say we printed so much money? We didn't need so much last year!"

The development of science and technology is backward, coupled with the fact that the material paper is very expensive, and the paper money in these years is very expensive.

Qiusheng picked up a piece of paper money that had just been printed and exclaimed, "Damn, give me four thousand taels, and I will be rich!"

Wen Cai glanced at him and said: "It's not just a fortune, you can buy a good piece of land to repair the house, and then marry a few wives, it's a pity." ”

Hearing Wencai's complaints, Qiusheng was very sorry.

If this money is real, how good it would be Yang Feng looked at the two of them nonsense, and turned the tool to spread out the paper. "If you like it, take it, I promise you won't mind. I believe that Senior Brother Lin Jiu will not either. As long as you can spend it. When I didn't say. ”

Only when this money can be spent can there be ghosts, I'm a human being and not a ghost, okay?

Rolling his eyes, Qiusheng put down the paper money and continued to work.

"Uncle Shi is still a while away from July 15th, why did we start printing so early?"

Wencai cut the paper money so that his hands were soft. Starting with paper money, he didn't even have time to play.

In addition to cultivation, it is to print paper money. Whistling and shaking his head, Yang Feng said: "Do you know if you are prepared? If it is really Halloween, it will be too late to print slowly, besides, I and Senior Brother Lin Jiu have a lot of debts to repay this year, so I want to print some more, I don't know if these materials were bought by me and Senior Brother Lin Jiu together?

"You're the big guy, you have the final say! Public money. It's all in your hands, and you can say whatever you want. ”

"Less nonsense. Hurry up and work will not let you work in vain, and the paper money will be printed early, and when the time comes, you will be divided into pocket money, and it will be regarded as wages. Look at your depressed little appearance, just like the wronged little daughter-in-law. ”

"Order!"

Hearing that there was pocket money to take, Qiusheng and Wencai shouted happily, making Uncle Jiu, who was sitting downstairs smoking, shake his head These two bastard boys, why don't they know how to grow, it's really a headache.

Time passed day by day, Yang Feng printed paper money in Yizhuang except for going out to do business, and finally finished the work a few days before the arrival of Halloween, Yang Feng did not break his promise and threw ten oceans to the two of them.

It was their pocket money, and the two happily took the money to the town and spent it in a chic manner before coming back.

Halloween is here. People in every household in Renjia Town are burning paper money, and the paper money in Yizhuang is very popular, and there are many people who buy it, but fortunately, Yang Feng and others have printed a lot, otherwise it is really not enough to sell, and he and Uncle Jiu need to repay their debts.

Fortunately, the profit from selling paper money is enough for the cost of paper money during this time, and it is not a loss to pay a little labor.

Yizhuang, Yang Feng burned the required paper money on behalf of Uncle Jiu and then accompanied Ren Tingting to burn it, Ren Tingting cried a little sadly, obviously remembering her deceased father.

"Uncle Shi really didn't see it. Master will be able to become an agent of the Bank of Hades. This paper money is really profitable. ”

"It's more expensive! It's just an errand, it's not profitable, plus it's for your own use, it's good to be able to keep your capital, don't be naïve." ”

Yang Feng leaned on the stairs and yawned, Uncle Nine was writing letters to people in the underworld, and the paper money had already been burned, and when the letter was written, it would be finished to burn a little paper money and letters.

After writing the letter, Uncle Nine gave the letter to Qiusheng and glared at him, saying that he was not allowed to peek, and Qiusheng, who had the intention of peeking, pouted and could only take it and burn it.

"By the way, Wencai, why did he disappear after eating?"

"I don't know. ”

Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders and didn't see any trace of Wencai after eating, and he didn't know if this kid was sleeping or resting below.

In other words, Uncle Nine didn't bother to ask where Wen Cai went, but now it's different, today is Halloween's Day, the ghost door of the underworld is wide open, and when countless ghosts flock to a mess, it's easy to have an accident.

With Wencai's stupid character, one will be hit if he is not careful.

"What else can you do. I went to the theater. ”

Qiusheng, who was burning paper money and letters, lazily returned for ten years.

"Poof!"

The tea in Yang Feng's mouth spewed out far away, and he looked at Qiusheng dumbfounded, thinking that he had heard it wrong, to go to the theater on Halloween, are you sure you didn't go to see a ghost?

Uncle Nine was also stunned for a moment, and raised his hand to support his forehead exaggeratedly. The mood was very complicated: "What kind of drama did you watch, doesn't this bastard boy know that today's play is for ghosts?"

"When did you go?"

"I've only been there for a while, maybe an hour. ”

Akira blinked and replied.

"Let's go! and go and bring him back!"

As soon as Uncle Jiu heard this, he picked up his coat and quickly went downstairs, Yang Feng leaned on the stairs and shook his head speechlessly, Qiusheng chased after him, ran a few steps and found that something was wrong, turned around and asked, "You don't go?"

"What am I going to do?

He is a celestial master, and he also has the identity of a ghost in the world.

Running out, these lonely souls and wild ghosts from the underworld ran away when they saw him, let alone looking for literary talents, and it would be a good thing not to cause trouble when the time came.

Not to mention Yang Feng, even Uncle Nine can't break in.

Because his identity is the same as Yang Feng, but his strength is not as strong as Yang Feng, and he still needs Qiu Sheng to be the main force to drag Wencai, a bastard boy, back.

On July 15, others ran out to be frightened by ghosts, but Yang Feng went to scare ghosts.

"I ......"

Qiusheng opened his mouth but found that he couldn't say anything, this was a big fuck, so he had no choice but to follow the figure of Uncle Nine to find Wen Cai to come back.

Otherwise, it would be fun for Wencai to be captured by ghosts, and if the ghost door was closed, if Wencai's soul was taken to the underworld by ghosts, then he would not be able to come back in this life, even Yang Feng and Uncle Jiu would not be able to save him.

There are rules in the underworld, otherwise Uncle Nine would be so anxious.

"Husband, where is Uncle Nine going?

Yang Feng walked down from the stairs and pasted a talisman for the little zombie to tell it to be honest tonight, and not to run out and mess around.

"Wencai's stupid boy ran to the play, and Uncle Nine went with Qiusheng to bring him back. Yang Feng replied as he sat on his chair.

Ren Tingting and Li Ling'er looked confused, and Xiaohua asked, "Isn't it Halloween, big brother, today?" ”

"So Wen is a stupid boy!" Yang Feng said with a little cry and laughter: "I hope nothing happens, this bastard boy has something wrong and sees others building a theater." I went to the theater. ”

I hope nothing happens! Ren Tingting and Li Ling'er held back for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing.

This is very funny, Wen Cai has been following Uncle Jiu for several years, and he is still a cultivator, but he didn't even think of these problems.

just ran to the play in a daze, and the degree of this god-level big strip was scary enough.

"Forget it, no matter what he does, go to bed early, don't come out if you hear any movement tonight, especially you girl. Yang Feng cautiously reminded Xiaohua.

"Oh!"

The three women, two big and one small, chatted for a while and then obediently went back to the room to sleep, and Yang Feng lay alone on the rattan chair at the door of the ancestral hall and waited for Uncle Nine to come back.

"Good!

"It's a great act!"

In the studio, Wen Cai didn't realize that the play had started for a while, but there was no one around him who was weird and applauded while gnawing on sugar cane.

"Ouch, my mother, this bastard is still there. ”

The people singing on the stage wailed in their hearts. While acting, he winked at Wen Cai, and secretly waved his hand to let him go quickly, but Wen Cai didn't react and began to applaud the good-looking singer and rolled his eyes.

You're looking for death!

"This bastard!"

At the passage of the theater, Uncle Nine looked at Wen Cai and got a hint, not only did he not leave, but he applauded loudly. I fainted.

Ghosts watch the show very quietly, and you call for it. I'm afraid the ghosts won't notice you, right?

Originally, in this case, as long as you pretend not to find the ghost and leave directly, there is nothing to do, after all, there are a few ghosts in the back of the theater who are supervising the ghost whip, and any ghost must not shout. Don't run away, don't do anything.

As long as there is a ghost, Wen Cai can easily leave, but unfortunately this stupid boy didn't react.

"Wow, Master is so empty, where the ghost is from?" Qiusheng said with a secret look.

"Take it!"

Uncle Nine stuffed two grapefruit leaves into his arms, you kid likes to watch ghosts so much, then it's good enough to watch them.

Qiusheng took the grapefruit leaf and wiped it on his eyes, and the next second, the whole person's scalp exploded.

What, there are no ghosts, it's dense, there are ghosts everywhere, okay, Wen Cai is still standing at the front and watching the play with the ghosts, it's a big fuck.

"Master, what should I do now?"

Qiusheng, who was not very afraid of ghosts, was also a little weak and didn't dare to go in.

Uncle Jiu's eyes widened and said, "Of course you go and bring him out." ”4

When Qiu Sheng heard this, he hurriedly shook his head and said in a weak heart, "Master." There are a lot of ghosts, or I'll wait for you, can you go and bring him back?"

"What a fart!"

Uncle Nine knocked Qiusheng angrily and said angrily, "Your master, if I walk in." Guarantee that these ghosts are scared to run around and cause chaos when the time comes, how to clean it up? Your uncle didn't come because of this, don't talk nonsense, go quickly, you just need to pretend that you can't see the ghost, just bring him over, nothing will happen, remember to pretend that you can't see it, if the ghost finds out, you can see them, your brothers and sisters will be finished today. ”

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