The uncle who sold the bun peeled off the cloth bag layer by layer with trembling hands, revealing a gold coin that was shiny inside.

"Thank you, uncle."

The corners of Qi Miao's mouth twitched, and she took the gold coin from the hand of the steamed bun seller, and slowly put it into her pocket, showing that she attached great importance to this gold coin.

The two of them came and went, raising the importance of this gold coin by more than a notch.

Even Mo Yu, Mu Xiyue and Lan Hao, who knew the depth of it, felt that with Qi Miao's attention to this gold coin, it was definitely more important than her life.

"Childe, you have to keep your money tight in the future, you must know that there are many bad people in this world, and not everyone is willing to return it."

The steamed bun seller looked at the position of the gold coin in Qi Miao's arms distressedly, obviously very reluctant to do so, if there was a chance, he would definitely not want to return it.

But this picture became persecution in the eyes of everyone.

Thinking of the identity of the steamed bun seller, everyone instantly understood that it was the child in the family who was naughty and mistakenly gave the gold coins for the purchase of goods to the steamed bun seller.

The steamed bun seller originally wanted to swallow the gold coins himself, but he had no choice but to find them and had to return the gold coins.

In this world, the weak eat the strong, and the uncle who sells steamed buns is just a small person in the market, with no strength and no background, what can he do if he doesn't want to? You can't lose your life for money.

"Thank you, uncle, I remember." Qi Miao replied with kindness.

It seems that the uncle who sells steamed buns is not a simple small trader at all, although gold coins are not a rare thing, but ordinary people can afford to use things only if they can't afford gold coins.

"Grandpa Baozi, thank you."

Lan Hao understands that selling steamed buns is not simple, and he looked at the steamed bun seller with dissatisfaction in his eyes, and he had an accusation that you lied to me.

However, his expression with a round bun face not only made others see the clues, but also made the onlookers sympathize with him more.

Everyone: Look at this kid, it's really pitiful, he looks so cute, the family doesn't care about him, and he can bully him, isn't it just a gold coin, it's gone......

In the eyes of everyone who were either sympathetic or watching the play, the group of four people quickly left the confines of Cloud Town.

As for the spirit coin that Lan Hao mistakenly gave to the steamed bun seller, it ended up without a problem, and it completely became the personal belongings of the steamed bun seller.

Three days later, after several days of hard work, the group of four finally returned to the Regent's Palace.

"Little gold, master, I'm hungry, bring me a plate of crispy snow fish." In the Chonghua Palace, Lan Hao, who was lying on the chaise longue, glanced at Jin Di, who was fiddling with the abacus, and said lazily.

"Ye said, you have lost weight recently!" Jin refused without looking back.

"Damn, who dares to let me reduce my ...... ...... minus" Lan Hao was halfway through speaking, when he suddenly found that Mo Hao came from outside and was directly stuck.

I don't know what's going on, this woman is obviously just a guy who often wears black clothes and is cold, but he is afraid that he is scared to death, and he feels exactly the same as the master he saw when he was a child.

Hey, life is hopeless.

The master has become better, but he has found a master and wife who is as ferocious as a tigress, this is deliberately restraining him, right?

If you can't beat him, if you don't dare to scold, you really pity him who is weak and helpless......