With a relaxed and happy mood, Zhao Yan completed a win-win deal with Xue He.

Yes, at least now, it seems that this is really a win-win deal, although Zhao Yan feels that Xue He, the living Lei Feng, will regret it sooner or later.

But that's Xue He's self-inflicted, it's about him Zhao Ershao, isn't it?

Looking at Xue He was also very pleasant, Zhao Yan simply didn't do anything, under the pretext that it would take time for those gold bars to be moved off the car, he took the two-horse carriage as an add-on and gave it away.

And Xue He, who had the "Five Aggregates Cangxuan Sutra" in his hand, even took out 10,000 taels of gold, and where could he care about a carriage, he just secretly despised Zhao Yan's greed, and then this matter was done.

Now that he got the "Five Aggregates Cangxuan Sutra", Xue He also knew that he needed to quickly shrink back home, so as not to snatch it out of his mind, and he didn't even have the heart to say more than half a word to Zhao Yan, so he hurried away with more than 100 numbers.

Zhao Yan looked at Xue He who was going away, and the poetry was half thin: "Ah——, Chaoyang is infinitely good, Xiao Xue ran away (liao)." ”

After chanting the poem, Zhao Yan personally pulled the carriage full of gold bars, turned around and entered the Wancao Garden.

"Natsuka, are you there?"

After walking out of the distance, Zhao Yan casually called the name of the little girl in Xiahua.

"No, no, slave is not here!"

Xia Hua hid on the other side of the carriage, poked out half of her little head, and replied wittily.

"Xia Hua, how much do you think it is more appropriate for me to increase your monthly money?"

Zhao Yan ignored Xia Hua's witty answer, and asked very seriously.

"It's appropriate to go up to one or two gold. ”

Seeing that Zhao Yan didn't want to do anything in public, Xia Hua's little maid immediately reported an extremely unkind number, and her tone seemed to be a little angry.

"A tael of gold...... Zhao Yan nodded at Xia Hua, and then asked slowly: "Xia Hua, how much is your monthly money now?"

"Of course, one or two or five cents of silver?"

Zhao Yan put on a thoughtful expression, grabbed the carriage that was walking, and looked at the little girl Xia Hua fixedly.

"Second Young Master, you, why are you looking at me like this?"

The little girl in Xia Hua was furious when she was seen by Zhao Yan, and it felt as if her whole body had been seen clearly by Zhao Yan.

"Young Master Ben is thinking about whether it is cost-effective or not to use the monthly price of one or two gold to exchange for a maid who has to accompany the bed every night. Well, Xia Hua, you know what Young Master Daoben means, right?"

Zhao Yan touched his chin and smiled at the little girl Xia Hua, and there were four big words looming in his head - "Devil in Color".

"Ahh......h Slaves, slaves and maids don't want a tael of gold a month!"

The little girl Xiahua, who was frightened again by Zhao Yan's evil words, suddenly didn't dare to ask for another gold or two of monthly money.

"The image of this young master, is it so unbearable in your eyes Xia Hua? Hey, this is really sad, but since Xia Hua has said it sincerely, then your monthly money will double on the current basis in the future, huh...... Once every six months, it will be issued by Young Master Ben himself. ”

Zhao Yan, who was holding back a smile in his stomach, adjusted his expression to look sad, and finally confirmed the amount of money he gave Xia Hua to increase the monthly money.

Three taels of silver per month, according to Zhao Yan's estimate, should basically be equal to a monthly salary of more than 3,000.

As a person from the Rongyang County Mansion, Xia Hua also enjoys food, accommodation and clothes, all of which are paid by the Rongyang County Mansion.

That's it, you don't have to pay personal income tax!

You must know that Xia Hua, this little girl, is only fifteen or sixteen years old now.

When Xia Hua grows up to be in her twenties, the monthly income will become more than 20,000 soft girl coins...... This is a high-paid female white-collar worker!

"Xia Hua, do you have any opinions?"

Zhao Yan, who had finished bargaining, turned his head sideways and asked.

"Not at all. ”

The little girl of Xia Hua, who had palpitations, answered quickly.

"Very good, what an obedient and good girl. ”

Xia Hua's answer made Zhao Yan very satisfied, so he led the carriage full of gold bars and continued to walk forward.

A cart full of gold bars weighing six or seven hundred catties left two deep ruts on the main road in the Wancao Garden.

The unconcealed carriage of gold bars, and Zhao Yan, who was casually leading the carriage slowly, let the people who were still in Wancao Garden to recuperate, so everyone who was fortunate enough to see this scene left an indelible deep impression in this life.

Many years later, in his personal memoirs, someone recorded what he saw at the time in a text full of praise on Zhao's paper, which was as white as frost, and combined with Zhao Yan's behavior of buying expensive and not buying the right local tyrant, and finally summed up this matter in four words - treating gold as soil.

As a result, in this world, there is an idiom that regards gold as soil.

It's a pity that the true image of history has long been submerged in the dust, and no one knows that there was such a confrontation about monthly money between Zhao Yan and Xia Hua......

"Sister Xinyue, can you lend me a room, I have to put these gold bars in. ”

Zhao Yan, who was walking slowly with the carriage, finally saw Jiang Xinyue, who came after hearing the news.

"Erlang, my sister admires you, even if you pull another carload of girls back tomorrow, I will never be surprised again, sister. ”

Jiang Xinyue expressed her attitude towards Zhao Yan's serious act of showing off her wealth in a breathtaking tone.

After speaking, Jiang Xinyue made a gesture to follow me, and then turned around and left.

"Sister Xinyue, you are insulting my temperament. ”

Zhao Yan protested, he was not Alexandre Dumas, and he would not do such a stupid thing that would be sharpened into a needle.

"Erlang, if you were really disciplined, you wouldn't have come up with a strange story like "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty". ”

Jiang Xinyue scoffed at Zhao Yan's protest, just now she carefully read the beginning of "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" copied by Wanwan, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Zhao Yan would provoke countless girls in the future, and go to the soup for him to seek death and life.

If you didn't think like that in your heart, how could you write Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, those two oily and funny protagonists?

Jiang Xinyue thinks so, very firmly.

Zhao Yan didn't know what Jiang Xinyue thought, if he knew Lu Dao, he would definitely shout out loudly, and then said, "Huang Daxia, you mistook me!"

Fortunately, Jiang Xinyue's personality is very different from that of ordinary women, although she feels that she has seen through Zhao Yan, but this does not prevent her from continuing to treat Zhao Yan as a younger brother, nor does it prevent her from wanting to know the later text of "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty".

It's just a matter of nature, what's the big deal?

As long as you are willing to be responsible for your own **, and can really be responsible, so that everyone can't bully his woman, that's a real good man!

Jiang Xinyue thinks so, both in the past and now.

Of course, Zhao Yan, who is completely unaware of Jiang Xinyue's view of the world, at least at this moment, wants to burst into tears-

Sister Xinyue, there is no lower limit, this kind of evaluation is too much, even you despise our temperament, I ...... I'm not alive anymore!

Let Young Master Ben die, don't stop Young Master Ben!