Chapter 527: Selling Property

"If you really need money urgently, you can take a little from me first, I and your master are also old acquaintances, so I don't need interest."

In all fairness, it is a great righteousness for a businessman to voluntarily give up his interests.

I hurriedly shook my head and said, "I got it, but I still sold it."

Shopkeeper Liu held the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Saving money is like picking up soil with a needle, and spending money is like water pushing sand."

"Once you open the opening to become a seller, you won't be able to stop it!"

I nodded to myself and let out another long breath, "Don't persuade me, I've figured it out."

"Okay."

Shopkeeper Liu took out the abacus from the counter and crackled.

"Last time, you made me earn 100,000 yuan, and I can't get into the eyes of money when I'm old."

As the last sound of the calculation stopped, he pointed to the Heavenly Official Seal, "One thousand yuan."

and my comrades-in-arms who were born and died, only worth a thousand dollars.

It is still unknown when Uncle Ya and Ji Canghai will be discharged from the hospital, and the rest of the days will depend on Xiaobai alone.

Even if you eat bran vegetables, you need money.

I asked, almost pleadingly, "Can you add more?"

"You're just embarrassing me." Shopkeeper Liu sighed lightly: "This is already the price of the sky, why don't you go out and ask again?"

Instinctively, I hurriedly waved my hand: "No, no."

"A thousand...... It's just a thousand."

In a matter of seconds, I betrayed my comrades who lived and died.

Then, Shopkeeper Liu counted the things in his backpack one by one, adding up in a mess, a total of 5,000 yuan.

Looking at the numbers on the account, I couldn't help but laugh.

Five thousand yuan is a drop in the bucket.

"Huh?"

Shopkeeper Liu took his hand out of his bag and brought out a red paper bag: "What is this?"

"This one is not for sale!"

I almost snatched it with my hands, and I didn't give Shopkeeper Liu any leeway.

Shopkeeper Liu took his hand back in a daze: "I'm sorry."

When my master was not dead, he knew that my uncle was not used to me, and he also knew that when he died, it was the day I was expelled.

When he could still move, he personally took me to the Sanqing Palace, shaved down the Sanqing statue, and took out this mountain ghost coin.

When the foundation of the Taoist temple is laid, there will be a link of filling the altar, and good men and women will throw the most valuable things into the foundation pit, which is a great merit.

And among these treasures, there are also some town objects from the previous era, which are regarded as the foundation of Taoism.

At that time, when the pit was dug open, there were a lot of gold, silver and porcelain, but it was really difficult to take, and finally this mountain ghost coin was chosen.

According to my master, this mountain ghost coin is a real person traveling in Longhu Mountain, who is passing by Mo Nan and has made a merit.

It is not known exactly what year this thing is.

But my master said that the entire Taoist temple may not be worth this one coin.

I looked at the paper bag in front of me and my mind went back to the past.

And Shopkeeper Liu has already checked the money and placed it neatly in front of me.

The moment my hand touched the money, I suddenly remembered what the master said.

"People will inevitably stumble in this life, everyone has a hurdle in the past, if it can save you from fire and water, then it is worth it."

The master has been gone for so many years, and this is the first time I have remembered this sentence.

It was like I had an ear disease, and the whole ear was filled with this voice.

Isn't that in dire straits right now?

But if I really want to sell it, I may never see it again in my life.

I hesitated for a long time like a wooden man, and the roots of my teeth were dripping with blood.

"Shopkeeper Liu."

It took all my strength to squeeze out a sentence: "You can make a price."

Things are dead, but Uncle Ya and Ji Canghai still have to live, I'm not a loser!

He happily took the paper bag and examined it with a magnifying glass.

Time seemed to freeze, and he didn't reply.

I couldn't help it anymore and urged, "Is this worth it?"

Shopkeeper Liu smacked his lips: "Good thing, this is a good thing."

"During the Tang Dynasty, Tang King Li Shimin greatly promoted Taoism, and this mountain ghost coin was the product of that time!"

"The mark behind this is the mark of the Zhenguan period!"

Shopkeeper Liu reversed the mountain ghost coin, and there was indeed a lump of small characters on his finger.

I couldn't make out what it was written, but it didn't matter, as long as he knew.

Shopkeeper Liu's dynastic is like the nectar of a long drought, and I hurriedly asked, "How much can you produce of this?"

Shopkeeper Liu rubbed his chin and muttered for a moment: "Give you a sky-high price, 120,000."