Volume 1 Floating Clouds and Wandering Ideas Chapter 7 Market Play
Zhong Lijian was speechless, he was the owner of the white jade building, was he a person who was short of money? There were hundreds of shops under his name alone, and most of them were in the business of making money every day. Not to mention Bai Yulou, whose power has spread all over the country and has accumulated wealth that rivals the wealth of the country.
This little girl really doesn't know anything about it, and she looks stupid. Anyway, he had to sacrifice himself for the time being.
Mu Rin saw that Zhong Lijian was not interested in her plan to get rich, and couldn't help but feel disappointed, so she wanted to put away the gold beads. But Zhong Lijian took the first step.
"What are you doing?"
Zhong Lijian was straightforward, "Aren't you going to exchange some silver coins, don't you exchange it, do you want to go to the wilderness after spending this little silver money in your hand?"
So Mu Rin followed Zhong Lijian to the pawnshop, and saw that the boss gave Zhong Lijian a handful of broken silver, copper coins, and even a silver ticket.
The words of the underworld and the human world are connected, and after 10,000 years of changes, the font has been simplified, and Mu Rin can almost understand it. She glanced at the silver ticket and pronounced the words on it accurately.
Zhong Lijian's judgment of Mu Rin changed again. Clearly literate and hyphenated, transparent and intelligent, direct and sensitive, but like a hillbilly, he has little knowledge, he is curious about everything, and he is not familiar with general affairs.
It is not unreasonable to say that it is a rich lady who is pampered in the deep boudoir, but he faintly feels that Mu Rin's identity is not so simple.
Zhong Lijian pointed to the goods on both sides of the street, told Mu Rin the price one by one, and taught her currency conversion, Mu Rin figured out this set after a while, and even bargained with the boss to buy two packs of osmanthus cakes. Of course, it was Zhonglijian who paid the account.
Zhong Lijian followed the little girl, watching her jump up and down with a handkerchief wrapped in osmanthus cake to eat, and the pigtails behind her also jumped and jumped.
The little girl's hair was so black that it was so beautiful that it seemed that even the light could swallow it, Zhong Lijian touched his nose, thinking of the silky and cold touch, and was inexplicably a little envious.
He stopped Mu Rin, "I'll take you to naughty, right?"
"Okay!" Mu Rin laughed out two pear vortices, obviously looking forward to it. Zhong Lijian caught up with her, took the osmanthus cake and sealed it, and took Mu Rin's hand, "Ah Rin, there are a lot of people here, take me and don't get separated." Look at this vast sea of people, if you are deceived by the abduction, I will not find you......"
"You're so long-winded," Mu Rin pouted, "For your sake, I won't dislike you......"
Zhong Lijian was rarely so patient, coaxing and admonishing this little girl, but he was disliked, he was almost laughed at, "Then I thank you, ungrateful little girl." ”
Mu Rin grimaced at him, very eccentric, and made Zhong Lijian laugh again.
The first time he grimaced at Mr. Namo, Mu Rin also spit that he was too naïve, he lived this age in vain, and now he has adapted well to the identity of a child.
Existence is reasonable, and advantage is existence. Mu Rin's comprehension was far better than Zhong Lijian imagined.
Zhong Lijian took Mu Rin to Chang'an Street, the most prosperous and lively street in the city. The streets are lined with shops, bustling with pedestrians.
There are also walking vendors on the roadside, and the stalls in the middle of the road are crowded together, and the hawkers are busy...... Mu Rin saw everything very fresh, she had been imprisoned in the silent land for 10,000 years, she was extremely sensitive to sounds, and now she could distinguish almost every sound.
She loves the feeling of being surrounded by a variety of sounds, which makes her feel alive.
There are street performers in the wide area, and it is even more lively. Pedestrians are divided into three layers inside and out, and from time to time there is a loud cheer.
Mu Rin was short, she couldn't see what was going on inside, and her heart was like a cat scratching. At this time, she saw a little boy who was also on the periphery being lifted up by his father and sat on his shoulder, and the child's head easily crossed the crowd and clapped his palms happily.
Mu Rin looked at the most ordinary scene in the world, and suddenly lost his mind.