Jiang Zhaodi, the traverser, has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

I just think that Ji Mu'an is too ugly, so ugly that I don't want to use him as a spare tire.

Let's use Zhang Shao as a spare tire!

I have to say that Zhang Shao is still very affectionate to the original owner.

The traverser Jiang Zhaodi deliberately insulted Zhang Shao several times, but Zhang Shao still looked gentle.

Not a little tempered.

"Since it was recommended by the Fifth Emperor Uncle, this prince naturally wants to help, how much silver do you need to open a store?"

Ji Mu'an picked up the tea handed to him by the traverser Jiang Zhaodi.

At a glance, it was full of tea foam.

With a light snort, he casually threw the tea on the ground.

The teacup was torn apart, and hot water was spilled all over the floor.

Ji Mu'an didn't look at the fragment of the teacup, and his eyes fell on the traverser Jiang Zhaodi again.

It's not particularly amazing, and it's not as good-looking as the maid around him.

However, this body is thin, and the arms and legs are thin, and it looks like it can be easily broken.

When you go down with a hammer, you think it will make a wonderful sound.

Ji Mu'an remembered the sound of broken bones, and narrowed her eyes pleasantly.

What a nostalgia!

It's a pity that his titular mother died recently, and he didn't dare to touch his head.

If you are not careful, you will be deposed as the son.

It will be worse than the common people.

In the capital, I suppressed it for a period of time, and I didn't abuse any of my subordinates, and I never beat and scolded him.

Ji Mu'an's patience is almost to the limit.

Seeing the thin and small appearance of the traverser Jiang Zhaodi, it was hard for Ji Mu'an not to think about how to break the bones on her body.

"It's only five thousand taels."

The traverser Jiang Zhaodi pondered it in her heart, and did not ask for ten thousand taels.

In her eyes, if you want to open a store seriously, you must use the best in everything.

What's more, the store she wants to open is a store that has never been seen before or since.

If she didn't hurry up and take the lead, Ji Caiyan or Fan Tong, who bound the system, would open a chain store before her.

Yes, the traverser Jiang Zhaodi is going to get a franchise store and open a hot pot restaurant to every corner of the Great Yan Dynasty.

She vaguely remembered that in Shuangwen, the heroine of Farming Wen charged a franchise fee, but she made a lot of money!

"As long as ...... Five thousand taels? ”

Ji Mu'an looked at Jiang Zhaodi, the traverser who looked weak in front of him, with interest.

Does this little peasant girl understand that as the prince of the palace, it takes ten years for him to save five thousand taels of silver.

"Although it is a little more, the harvest is also very considerable, and in less than a year, it will definitely be able to return to its original cost."

The traverser Jiang Zhaodi swore to speak.

"Oh, so how are you going to divide it?"

Ji Mu'an lowered his eyes and looked at the traverser Jiang Zhaodi, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

From the time the traverser Jiang Zhaodi said that he needed five thousand taels of silver, Ji Muan was no longer ready to cooperate with the traverser Jiang Zhaodi.

The reason why he is still here is that Ji Mu'an's hands are itchy and he wants to hear the sound of broken bones.

Jiang Zhaodi is the best target.

The only pity is that Jiang Zhaodi was introduced by the Fifth Emperor Uncle, and if she wants to break her bones, she has to take her time.

"We're split fifty-fifty."

The traverser Jiang Zhaodi hesitated for a moment and slowly opened his mouth.

Endure the pain of the flesh and open the mouth.

She thinks it's good to divide three or seven, Ji Mu'an three, she seven.

But Ji Mu'an's face was fierce, and he didn't look good, in order to show his generosity, the traverser Jiang Zhaodi opened his mouth fifty-fifty.

"Okay!"

"However, this son has a special identity and doesn't want to be known about business."

Ji Mu'an bent down and picked up a piece of teacup fragment and played with it in his hand.

The fragments of the teacup were very sharp, and they easily cut Ji Mu'an's fingers.

Looking at the bloody fingers, Ji Mu'an had a calm smile on the corner of his mouth.

He loved the color, the taste, of blood.

It calms his increasingly manic mood.

"Yes, yes, I know!"

When the traverser Jiang Zhaodi heard Ji Mu'an say this, she thought it was stable, and quickly nodded.

As royalty, many people have to hide themselves.

The traverser Jiang Zhaodi suspected that Ji Mu'an was hiding his talent or wealth, so he didn't spread the word about doing business.

"Uncle Five Emperors can't say either."

Ji Mu'an added.

He didn't think that the Fifth Emperor Uncle took much fancy to this little peasant girl, but he still had to be careful.

He is in the palace, although he is the prince, he is subject to the concubines everywhere.

It's just because of his uncompetitive mother.

As soon as he thought of this, Ji Mu'an's eyes almost burst out of fire.

"The silver will go back to prepare for a few days, and the son will come back in two days."

Ji Mu'an's eyes were scarlet, and he closed his eyes and calmed down for a while before he spoke.

He had to think about how to break the bones in Jiang Zhaodi's body in order to release his recent manic mood.

It's a pleasant process that has to be done little by little.

To enjoy.

"Okay, a word is a certainty, His Royal Highness!"

Traverser Jiang Zhaodi's eyes lit up.

Ji Mu'an, who instantly felt that his face was a little sorry for the audience, looked a lot more pleasing to the eye.

At the very least, it is currently more pleasing to the eye than Zhang Shao.

Because Ji Mu'an can take out five thousand taels.

"Zhao Di, what are you talking about? How can you be so happy. ”

An untimely voice rang out.

The traverser Jiang Zhaodi turned her head to look outside and saw Ji Caiyan.

There was a flash of disgust, hatred in his eyes.

It was because of Ji Caiyan that she was abandoned by the system.

"What are you doing at my house?"

The traverser Jiang Zhaodi rolled her eyes and looked at Ji Caiyan, this attitude was poor, so she almost pushed Ji Caiyan to leave the Jiang family in person.

"I came to Uncle Jiang and asked Uncle Jiang to help make some containers."

Ji Caiyan casually talked nonsense,

"I didn't come to you anyway."

Ji Caiyan was talking to the traverser Jiang Zhaodi, and his eyes fell on his cousin, whom he rarely met.

At just one glance, Ji Caiyan was stunned.

This cousin's face looks very human.

Even if he didn't speak, Ji Caiyan could see two words from his face, fierce and manic.

Superandrogenic syndrome?

Ji Caiyan frowned, she was in the East Palace, and she didn't seem to have heard about the heroic deeds of this cousin.

However, even if there are negative examples, in this era, they will be pressed to death in the mansion and will not spread to other places.

"Ji Caiyan?"

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but I've fallen a lot!"

Ji Mu'an glanced up and down at Ji Caiyan, and his eyes lit up.

Compared with Jiang Zhaodi, Ji Caiyan is more worthy of him to break bones.

Jiang Zhaodi is a dirt bun who looks weak and easy to bully.

And Ji Caiyan, long white and tender, soft and glutinous, when breaking bones, it will be more rewarding than bullying the weak.

Ji Caiyan's skin is particularly similar to the personal maid he strangled to death when he was five years old.

He didn't remember the girl's face anymore.

However, Ji Mu'an has always remembered that feeling.

(End of chapter)