Chapter 11 Make money to feed the little brother

Xia Wanzhu, who knew the truth, threw herself directly on the bed, stared at Gu Jingzhan who was sitting on the bed with a strange breath, hugged his neck, and said with a smile: "Is the little brother jealous?"

Gu Jingzhan pursed his thin lips lightly and did not make a sound.

Xia Wanzhu continued: "I went to Fengliu Pavilion to see how good-looking the so-called beauties would be, and the clothes were drawn to my own hands, which made me feel that I was forcing them, and I was not very interested in them, and I was afraid that I would not be able to get off the stage directly," paused, and continued to explain, "So I just took this opportunity to leave, so I didn't feel sorry for the clothes, I just wanted to go and find an excuse not to hurt people." ”

"Little brother, do you understand?"

"My heart for my little brother can be seen by the sun and the moon......"

"The little brother was really sour around just now......

......。

Gu Jingzhan reluctantly accepted Xia Wanzhu's explanation and stared at her side face for a long time.

Oh my God, I always coax my little brother well......

Xia Wanzhu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and a ruffian smile hung on the corner of her mouth, "Now, little brother, take off your pants......"

Quietly, Gu Jingzhan's ears quietly turned red again......

When I woke up on the second day, Xia Wanzhu was still missing like last time, and there was medicinal food on the table.

Gu Jingzhan tapped on the armrest of his wheelchair and smiled sickly.

Since you have to intrude into my life, I will definitely try to adapt to you, and hopefully, don't get tired of me until I'm not interested, or I'm afraid I'll get angry......

It's mine...... Late ......

After Xia Wanzhu opened his eyes from the house, he washed up and started breakfast, and then changed his clothes and went to the auction house.

"Is Miss going to buy something or sell something?"

"Sell things. ”

"So, I wonder what Miss plans to sell?"

Xia Wanzhu took out a set of jewelry from the space, "I'm going to sell this." ”

Xiao Er's face changed, he bowed apologetically, and called the shopkeeper when he entered the door.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he saw the exquisite craftsmanship of the jewelry.

"I wonder how much the girl is going to buy?"

Xia Wanzhu smiled and asked, "How much does the shopkeeper think he should give?"

There was a look of contemplation on the white fat face, and he stretched out three fingers, "Thirty thousand taels!"

"Forty thousand!" Xia Wanzhu immediately shouted.

"Thirty in one!"

"Forty-five thousand!"

"Thirty-five thousand!" the shopkeeper subconsciously shouted.

"Okay, deal!"

Regardless of the painful expression on the shopkeeper's white and fat face, Xia Wanzhu smiled and said goodbye to Shi Shiran and left.

If you want to make money, otherwise, how can you feed your little brother......

Well, it's time to go next...... The Bai family in the capital.

East of the city, Baijia.

"I'm looking for your master. In front of the luxurious gate, Xia Wanzhu stood gently in the center, and said to the gatekeeper with a calm gaze.

The gatekeeper has worked in the house for several years and has received many people.

In general, it can be divided into two situations.

One is to visit the door.

This kind of person is usually arrogant, shouting at the porter, and slowly entering the house with pride.

On the other hand, they come to ask for help, usually with a smile on their faces, and stuff silver into the porter to ask for a notice.

Because Xia Wanzhu often has a habit of laughing, the porter should think that it is the down-and-out lady who has come to ask for shelter.

Xia Wanzhu, who doesn't know the drama in the concierge's heart: I suddenly want to sigh where did you come from so many dramas......

Thinking like this, the porter asked a little arrogantly, "What's the matter with you?"

Xia Wanzhu: Are you stupid?

"I'm looking for your master. ”

The porter arrogantly looked at Xia Wanzhu from head to toe, "Home is not so easy to see. ”

Summer Evening Bamboo: ...... If the hint of money wasn't so obvious, maybe I'd really believe it.

He pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, took out his whip and began to smoke.