"Well, it's that money-lover." The smile on her lips deepened.

Ning Lang, the only son of the lord of Ningcheng City, was very stingy. In addition to being a slave to keeping money, his methods of making money were also extraordinary. It is said that when he captured Zhou for one year, he picked up a gold abacus and two gold ingots. When he was five years old, he knew to make money. When he was eight years old, he had already made suggestions for his father behind the scenes. It can be said that the prosperity of Ningcheng is inseparable from Ninglang, who was full of money for life.

"You want to ask the wealthy fan to go to the Hell Mountains? Don't think about it anymore. He only cares about how to make money all day long. He will not be interested in going to the Hell Mountains." Duan Ye waved his hand and said, but he didn't expect that Feng Jiu came here to find the wealthy fan.

"How could it be? There are a lot of valuable things in the Hell Mountains. As long as he is fond of money, he will not refuse our invitation." Her eyes moved slightly, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Duan Ye stopped talking: "You will know when you meet him. What do you say about that person? He won't miss any opportunity to make money, but at the same time he cherishes his life. As he said, he has to enjoy it when he makes money, so he doesn't want to do dangerous things, so he won't be able to lose his life if he accidentally loses his life, and he dies but can't spend all his money. It's so miserable."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiu chuckled: "It's such an interesting person, let's go!" She walked forward, and Tunyun followed her feet.

Seeing this, Duan Ye followed him into the baby with a little helplessness on his face.

"Since you want to find him, then go directly to the City Lord's Mansion to visit! He might be at home." Duan Ye said, and asked someone about the road, then went to the City Lord's Mansion with Feng Jiu.

"Who?" The guards of the city lord's mansion stopped the two of them and asked.

"I want to see your young city lord. If you go in, you will say that Duan Ye will look for him." Duan Ye stood with a baby face with his hands in his arms, wearing a purple robe, with a noble spirit.

Seeing this, the guards looked at each other and said, "Wait a moment." So, one of them quickly went in and spread it.

In the city lord's mansion and in the study, a young man who was counting the accounts was calculating and counting with golden abacus. At this time, the voice of the waiter came from outside the door. <>

"Young Master, two people came outside, one of them said they were named Duan Ye, who came to find the young master."

"Duan Ye?" The young man who was buried in his head and calculated the accounts paused slightly, and looked up in surprise: "Why did he come here?"

"Young Master, do you want to see them or let them go?" asked the boy outside.

"Please ask them to go into the vestibule, I'll go there later."

"Yes." The boy responded and went out to report.

Outside, Feng Jiu and Duan Ye were invited into the city lord's mansion and taken to the front hall. An old man led the way, who, according to his self-introduction, was the housekeeper of the Ning family.

"Hahaha, two young masters, please have a cup of tea and eat a few snacks. My young master will come over immediately." The old man said with a smile. After someone had someone prepare a snack, he left and waited outside the hall.

Feng Jiu looked at the Ning Mansion and couldn't help but tsk out: "From the inside, it's magnificent, no matter how you look at it, you can see the word "rich". What a rich man!"

Here, from the beginning of entering the city gate, whether it is the bricks on the ground or the walls, or the construction of pavilions and towers, it can almost be said to be shining with golden light and extremely luxurious. It is simply incomparable to the royal palace of the royal family.
Chapter completed!