Holding that thing in his hand, Ling Ping was really worried about Gu Nuoer.
Her father gave her two thousand taels of silver, but she spent all of it.
Just to buy something that is not valuable in the eyes of normal people.
If Ling Tianyin saw it, he would go crazy on the spot.
It turns out that what Gu Nuoer bought for Ling Tianyin was a tickle...
Just for scratching your back and scratching your itches.
The reason is also very simple.
Ling Ping took Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming to visit the lake and see lotus flowers.
But the little guy saw that there were a few old people by the lake selling scratches made of bamboo.
There are more than a hundred.
The old people's faces turned red from the sun, and they kept fanning themselves with cattail fans.
It seems to be the craft they rely on to make a living, but no one cares about it.
After all, scratching is not a necessity.
Gu Nuoer saw it, but couldn't walk.
With a wave of his hand, he spent five hundred taels to buy all the Tickles.
Even if these old people try to shirk it in every possible way.
"Baby, you can't use that much by yourself."
Gu Nuoer's face showed her cuteness: "It's okay, I can give it to someone."
So, the old people watched helplessly as two "coolies", Ye Siming and Ling Ping, helped take away more than a hundred Itches.
They held five hundred taels of silver and stood there at a loss.
With such a windfall from heaven, I thought I had just met a little boy who wasted money!
Originally, Gu Nuoer planned to leave first with the things he bought.
But in the process of communicating with the elderly, I accidentally learned.
These lonely and helpless old people are all childless.
They live together in a village in the mountains.
Without children, they took care of each other and supported each other.
Today I will see off Old Li at the east end of the village, and tomorrow I will bury the old woman at the west end of the village.
Having no family is better than having family.
But people have to eat to live, so a few younger grandfathers and mothers-in-law in the village brought handmade tickles to the city to sell them.
Gu Nuoer learned that not only did they have itches, but they also had some coir raincoats and straw hats.
So the little guy was generous again, one thousand five hundred taels, all of which he gave to the old people.
Five hundred taels is a huge sum of money.
So one thousand five hundred taels was hit by the God of Wealth.
Those old people are simple people and they don't dare to accept them.
Ye Siming forcefully and coldly stuffed all the banknotes into the old man's hands.
Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly by the way: "If you really want to thank, then thank Emperor Ling...Tian Yin!"
"He gave me this money today and asked me to go out for a walk. When I see the suffering people, I will help them."
The elderly people were very emotional and even shed tears.
He immediately knelt down towards the palace and kowtowed several times.
Then they supported each other and walked away tremblingly.
The little guy didn't forget to tell Ling Ping.
"If you want to show off in front of Emperor Ling, you can often visit these elderly people in the future, under the guise that the Emperor cares about them."
"Soon enough, your achievements will naturally reach the ears of the emperor."
Later, Gu Nuoer stood on the roadside and gave these scratches to passers-by.
The little guy didn't feel embarrassed at all, waving the tickle in his hand like a fairy waving her sleeves.
"Come and see, the emperor entrusted us to give itchy scratches for free! You can take one away if you like, but remember to say, thank you, Your Majesty!"
There was an endless stream of people coming and going. At first they stopped curiously to watch, and then they actually lined up to claim it.
I don't know who raised the head, but everyone bowed in the direction of the palace.
The voices of "Thank you, Your Majesty" kept coming one after another.
The patrolling officers and soldiers were stunned.
After a while, itchy scratches were gone.
Gu Nuoer also left one, saying it was for Ling Tianyin.
But Ling Ping felt scared no matter how much he thought about it.
With my father's character... he would be angry.
He held the itch and scratched it as if grasping a hot potato.
Now, seeing that Ling Ping remained motionless, Ling Tianyin could not help but regain his fierce momentum again.
"Didn't you hear what I said, Ping'er? Bring it over."
Ling Ping was afraid of enduring the anger, so he had to grit his teeth and offer his hands.
When Ling Tianyin saw the itch in his hand.
Colorful changes appeared on the emperor's face.
? ? ?Guess who is the woman who regards Nuoer as her benefactor~ Hehe