Chapter 467

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"Sanniang is right." The village chief said with an apologetic smile, "But look, these little girls and old men are so pitiful in the cold weather. You have a Bodhisattva heart, so just forget it."

The old turtle glared: "How can we forget it? Money, it's all money."

village head:"……"

"How much food did each family give them to eat?" Old Turtle asked, "I just asked you to keep accounts, have you recorded them?"

The village chief had no choice but to say: "Forget it, I've sorted it out." After saying that, he handed a booklet to the old turtle Sun Sanniang. Sun Sanniang raised her hand and wore nine colorful ones on her right wrist alone. The bracelet, made of gold, silver, jade and various precious stones, almost covered half of her forearm.

"Yeah." She lazily finished reading, put a box of ledgers, counted with her fingers, and said, "You guys are pigs, you are really good at eating. In just a short while, you actually ate twenty-six steamed buns on the island. Our steamed buns are really big, and charging you ninety silver is not too much. In addition, I drank half a tank of fresh water, which I transported back from Linyi. Linyi sold me three gold and one tank, and I had to account for the travel expenses and loss. I’ll give you four golds and one jar, half a jar is two golds, a total of two golds and ninety silvers. By the way, Sister Zhang.”

The kind-faced woman trembled when her name was called and quickly raised her head: "Ah, Third Lady."

Sun Sanniang said with a smile: "Your steamed buns are the most delicious. When you make noodles, there is pork suet in them, so you have to settle the score."

"This...steamed ten steamed buns are only a pea-sized piece of lard. How can this be included?"

"Why is it so hard to calculate? Ten steamed buns are as big as a pea and a grain of lard is converted into one. I charge one copper, which is not excessive."

"..."

"This adds up to two gold, ninety silver and one copper." Sun Sanniang said, "In addition, you slept in the house on my land. Although the house is not mine, the land is mine, and you slept for half an hour in total. , the fee for half an hour is seventy coppers per person."

As she spoke, she turned and asked the steward next to her: "How many are there in total?"

"Back to Sanniang, there are forty-nine in total."

"No, didn't I say fifty-one before? Are there two more?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a gloomy voice saying:

"it's here."

Although Chu Wanning is not wearing a white shirt, but a darker moon-white robe, he still has a flow of energy, with the breath of frost and snow. In a pair of slightly upward-flying eyes, the pupils are clear, but cold and arrogant, as if they were unsheathed. sharp bayonet.

Sun Sanniang is an ordinary person, but she is not afraid when she sees the monks.

She has been making a living for most of her life, and although she is very picky and has to spend every penny, she does not do anything wrong and is disgusting with others.

So she said calmly: "It turns out he is an immortal king. No wonder he doesn't have to sleep. You rescued these people, right? They came just in time. Be quick and give them the money."

The village chief whispered: "Sanniang, these two are not from the Confucianism Sect, they are immortal kings at the top of life and death. You don't have to be like this..."

"I don't care which sect it is, I recognize money but not people."

Chu night Ning glanced at the refugees who were huddled together and shivering with cold. He raised his hand and dropped a golden-red barrier to dispel the cold for them. Then he turned around and said, "How much do you want?"

"Two gold, ninety-three silver, four hundred and thirty bronze."

Although Sun Sanniang was disgusted, they had nowhere else to go at this time. Chu Wanning knew that if he offended her, he would implicate the group of people he brought with him. Therefore, although his face was extremely poor, he still took out the money bag from Qiankun Bag and threw it to she.

"There are about eighty gold in it." Most of his money was left with Xue Zhengyong. Now he really doesn't have much money left. "We will stay for about seven days. You can count and see if it is enough."

"not enough."

How could Sun Sanniang do it herself? She handed the money bag to her subordinates and asked them to count them.

"Eighty gold is only enough for you to live for three days at most, and that doesn't include food."

"you--!"

"If Immortal Lord is not convinced, I can settle the account with you in detail. Businessmen know how to calculate money, and I can tell you the reason for every transaction."

At this time, Mo Ran also came. He didn't have much money with him. Together with Chu Wanning, he barely had enough food and accommodation for fifty-two people for four days.

Sun Sanniang calmed down and smiled with bright red lips: "I will keep you for four days. After four days, if there is no money, I will not care whether the fire is extinguished or not. You all have to leave immediately."

In order to save money, Chu Wanning did not eat that night. He threw the sound transmission begonia into the river and sea, tried to get in touch with Xue Zhengyong, and then returned to his temporary cabin.

This house is simpler than the one I lived in when I was busy farming in Yuliang Village. Since there are not many vacancies on the island, everyone needs to squeeze in. Chu Wanning is not used to sharing a room with strangers, so he can only sleep with Mo Ran.

At this moment, the lights in the shabby room are on, but Mo Ranren is not there, and he doesn't know where he went.

Chu night Ning took off his outer robe. Although the robe was luxurious, the material was no better than the white clothes he wore in the past. It was stained with ashes from the calamity fire and blood stains. He poured a bucket of hot water and was about to start cleaning it when the door opened.

Allen Chu raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Where did you go? Come back so late."

Mo Ran entered the house and brought back a bamboo lunch box. It was windy outside and it was very cold, so he put the lunch box in his arms, raised his eyes, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, and said with a smile: "Let's go three I’m begging for food at my mother’s house.”

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