Chapter 271: Didn't You Do It On Purpose
"Is fifteen taels of silver a lot?" Bai Qianmo's eyes rolled, raised her eyebrows and smiled evilly, put her hand into the small satchel, and took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels from the space: "See?" It's a hundred taels of silver tickets, and that's just my pocket money. β
The little girl did it on purpose, deliberately revealing her silver ticket, just to see if this old man would have bad thoughts?
By the way, what is it like to experience fishing law enforcement?
My father is now in the county office, and he is patrolling the sky on behalf of the sky, so if he can catch one more bad guy, the people will have more peace.
When the old man saw the one hundred taels of silver tickets, his eyes were really greedy.
Ye Muchen and Su Wanqing looked at the old man with vigilant faces.
This old man is not a good thing at first glance, why did the eighth sister still reveal her silver ticket?
But when she saw the evil smile on the eighth sister's face, Ye Muchen understood.
If this old man is greedy, he will be unlucky!
It is also true that the old man wants that wild ginseng, he knows the value of this wild ginseng, and if he buys it and sells it, he will have to make a lot of money.
Of course Bai Qianmo also wants to, but she won't pit the young guy, the young guy doesn't understand the quality of wild ginseng, she understands.
Looking at the clothes on this young man's body, he also knew that his family was not wealthy.
People work hard and fight to get injured to dig up wild ginseng, how can they make some hard money, right?
Bai Qianmo stuffed a hundred taels of silver tickets to the young man: "Big brother, this wild ginseng is already considered to be the best, and you are too much of a loss if you only sell it for twenty taels."
I'll give you a hundred taels, and you can sell it to me along with the basket. β
The young man's eyes widened, he had been a herb picker for more than a year, and this was the first time he had dug up such a large wild ginseng.
Twenty taels was the most ideal price in his heart, but he didn't expect the four or five-year-old little sister in front of him to give him one hundred taels.
One hundred taels! He didn't even dare to dream about it.
But his grandfather and father taught him from a young age to be honest in life and honest in business.
Since he had promised to sell fifteen taels to his little sister, how could he accept the one hundred taels of silver tickets from his little sister?
The young man struggled in his heart for a while, but still stuffed the one hundred taels of silver tickets back into Bai Qianmo's hand.
"Little sister, if you don't say it, I don't know that this wild ginseng is worth so much silver, but I said before that as long as you have fifteen taels of silver, you can give fifteen taels! You've even bandaged my wounds! β
Bai Qianmo smiled slightly: "Helping you bandage your wounds is just a gesture, this wild mountain is also worth one hundred and eighty taels of silver when participating in those other medicinal materials, you can take it!" Anyway, it's easier for me to make money than you do. β
The old man looked disdainful: "Hey! You earn money back, how old are you to earn silver? Earn your parents' money, right? β
Bai Qianmo didn't even look at the old man, directly treated him as air, and reached out to take wild ginseng in the bamboo basket.
The old man was bored, and muttered in a low voice: "What a fool, people only need fifteen taels and you give one hundred taels, and your brain lacks a string!" β
The four children glared at the old man in unison, especially Ye Muchen, who had obvious killing intent in his eyes.
Dare to say that his eighth sister is a fool, she is simply looking for death!
The old man's pupils shrank, not wanting to admit that he was frightened by Ye Muchen's eyes, and the dead duck said stiffly: "What are you doing?" What are you trying to do here? Want to threaten the old man? β
Bai Qianmo didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly picked up the young man's back basket: "Big brother, let's change places, this ear is buzzing, it's annoying." β
The young man glanced at the old man and followed Bai Qianmo to the other side.
The old man was not a fool, so he could naturally hear that Bai Qianmo was alluding to him as a fly.
He glared at Bai Qianmo's back fiercely and turned to leave.
Dealing with a few little dolls on the street, he was afraid of ruining his reputation.
Children of rich families? It's nothing remarkable, he won't let them go easily.
Bai Qianmo used one hundred taels of silver to buy all the medicinal materials of the young man, including the basket.
Divide some of the medicinal materials in Ye Muchen's back basket into this back basket.
The back basket is a bit big, and Bai Qianmo really can't carry it.
Su Wanqing smiled and said, "Sister Qianmo, I'll carry it, you just have to pick the medicinal herbs you want." β
The young man quickly squatted down, picked up the basket and said, "I'll carry it!" Little sister, if you want to buy any more medicinal herbs, just buy them, and I'll send you home later. β
Bai Qianmo smiled sweetly: "Okay! Thank you big brother. β
The reason why Bai Qianmo agreed was because of the greedy eyes of the old man just now, and she was worried that the young man would be in danger if he went back by himself.
The young man walked around with the four children for a while, bought two large baskets full of medicinal herbs, and then walked back satisfied.
Bai Qianmo's worries were not superfluous.
Not far from the street where the medicinal herbs were sold, a few people saw the old man just now.
The old man was followed by two young men, who were looking at Bai Qianmo and his party with an arrogant face.
The old man was holding a purple clay pot in his hand and was drinking tea one by one.
Seeing Bai Qianmo and his party walking out of the street selling medicinal herbs, the old man deliberately greeted him with a purple clay pot.
Seeing that the old man greeted him with bad intentions, Bai Qianmo said in a low voice: "Let's go to the side and get out of the way." β
However, wherever Bai Qianmo and the others went, the old man deliberately faced it.
Bai Qianmo looked at the old man with an evil smile: "Alas! Some people are so naΓ―ve when they are half buried in the loess, more naΓ―ve than a five-year-old child of mine. β
The old man had a dark face, deliberately walked in front of Bai Qianmo, and turned his palm very arrogantly, and the purple clay pot fell to the ground and shattered.
Bai Qianmo smiled: "I see, I want to use the broken purple clay pot to make money?" Say it earlier! You say, how much? β
The old man stretched out a finger: "One hundred taels." β
Bai Qianmo said with a smile: "Old man, one hundred taels is less, this purple clay pot is an antique worth a lot of money, let alone a thousand taels." β
"Yo! I didn't expect the little girl to be so sensible, the old man's purple clay pot is indeed worth a thousand taels, but for the sake of you being a child, you will lose a hundred taels. β
A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Bai Qianmo's mouth, put her hand into the small satchel, took out a stack of modern dark coins from the space, and handed it directly to the old man.
"Well, it's for you."
The old man frowned, took the dark coin in Bai Qianmo's hand, and saw that the dark coin was written: Heaven and earth are universal, the road is passing, one hundred yuan and other words.
"What is this?" The old man asked with a confused expression.
Bai Qianmo raised her eyebrows: "Heaven and earth universal silver ticket!" When you die, let your children burn it for you, and it will work. β
"You ......" the old man was so angry that he almost ascended to heaven on the spot, "Dead girl, you did it on purpose, right?" β
Bai Qianmo shrugged: "Didn't you mean it?" Break the teapot yourself and let me compensate, and open your mouth for a hundred taels, and you're not afraid that the thunder in the sky will split you? β