11. 011 Drain your financial resources
Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, Hua Wanting was numb, and she forgot to react for a while.
"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go up and help the eldest lady tear that waste away!" Hua Wanqing on the side maintained the posture of holding her right arm with her left hand, and yelled loudly at the maid beside her.
Her roar woke up Hua Wanting, and she kicked Hua Wanting away with a slight lift of her legs, and she didn't need those maids to do it.
The evening makeup was already exhausted, and it was only supported by a trace of thought, and at this time, she couldn't bear it anymore after being kicked hard by Hua Wanting, and she vomited blood and fainted......
When I woke up again, I found myself in a very strange place, still an antique room, still very simple, but not a room in the Flower Mansion.
Sitting up from the bed, the evening makeup found that although his body was still very weak, it was fine, unlike when he was beaten and did not even have the strength to move.
By the way, wasn't she made by Hua Wanting faint in Huafu, where is she now? Also, what about Xiao Mu?
Thinking of Xiao Mu, the evening makeup quickly stood up, and walked towards the door with fast steps but no sound, she wanted to see where she was and where Xiao Mu was.
"Alas, soft-shelled turtle, you say, if this continues, will we soon have to drink the northwest wind?"
A low voice of questioning came from outside the door.
"Of course. Almost all of our spars are used to buy pills for that little girl, and if we can't get an order, we can only drink the northwest wind. ”
"His uncle, just a few pills to repair the damage of the pill exhausted the spars in the mercenary group, those who sell the medicine are really counting the spars to the point of softness!
"Hey, it's because the boss treats people so sincerely that we will always follow him!"
Outside, two rough male voices were getting closer and closer, and Evening Makeup stood in the room, thinking about the words of the two men.
It wasn't until the familiar "What are you two doing here?" coming from outside the house that it dawned on her where she was.
Creak.
The door opened, and three men walked in.
The first one, about forty years old, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, was full of energy, and when he saw the evening makeup standing in the middle of the room, there was a moment of astonishment on the face of the national character.
"Uncle Min. The evening makeup voice called him gently, and a warmth naturally rose in his heart.
The person in front of her is called Min Botian, and he is her father's best friend. Min Botian runs a mercenary group - "Fengyun Mercenary Group", the name is domineering, but the Fengyun Mercenary Group has been doing dismal business for more than ten years, and it can't make a name for itself, and the people in the mercenary group can only barely get enough food and clothing.
Even so, in the past ten years, Min Botian has persevered in giving out a part of the money every month to help their family, and if someone in their family is sick or injured, it is Min Botian who bought pills to cure them, so to speak, if there is no Min Botian, Hua Wan's family will not live so long.
And this time, according to the conversation I heard earlier, in order to treat her injuries, Min Botian actually exhausted the hedron in the mercenary group!!
Speaking of spars, I have to say here that in this world, spars are traded as money, and spars are divided into lower-grade, medium-grade, high-grade and high-grade spars, one hundred lower-grade spars are equal to a medium-grade spars, one hundred medium-grade spars are equal to a high-grade spars, one hundred high-grade spars are equal to a high-grade spars, and a low-grade spar is about the same as a dollar in the 21st century.