"Do you think it's possible for me to steal something under the Young Master's nose?"
"impossible."
"Then I'll trouble Guard Chen!"
"..."
Nan Qing walked away in a bound. Chen An held the calligraphy in his hand tangledly, did he really want to pawn the young master's calligraphy?
Chen An didn't dare, so he took the rice paper to find Xie Lingmu and told him what happened.
Xie Lingmu, who was reading a book, chuckled: "Put down the words and go get five hundred taels for her."
"yes."
Chen An immediately understood what it meant.
Chen An left, and Xie Lingmu put down the book in his hand and reached out to take the calligraphy and painting.
It's his handwriting. How beautiful it is.
Don't you like it very much? You will pawn it in the blink of an eye, which is heartless.
Xie Lingmu exerted slight force with his fingers, leaving creases on the thin rice paper. He folded the paper and tore it into two halves and threw them on the ground...
…
That night Chen An gave 500 taels of silver to Nan Qing.
Nan Qing weighed the large bag of silver in his hand, and then said with a disgusted look: "Is it because you don't know how to bargain, or the owner of the pawn shop doesn't know the goods, or the young master's handwriting is not valuable."
Chen'an's forehead bulged: "What do you want to express?"
"How come we only sold five hundred taels?"
Chen An almost fainted, this maid was not satisfied!
Does she know how much five hundred taels is? It's enough for several little maids like herself.
"You should keep your money well and take care of your own money."
This was the money she would pay for drinking in the future, so she had to keep it. Nan Qing took the money and hurried back to the house.
The advantage of being a first-class maid is that each person can have a room. Nan Qing has his own small room. The room is not too big, but the layout is completely different from the little girl's room with a fire under the kitchen.
Nan Qing lay in bed and had insomnia: "It's so difficult to stop him from going out. I can't give him a pack of laxatives."
"Pfft, cough, cough..." Er Er choked on his own saliva: "Ahem, Nan Qing, what are you thinking about? It's impossible to drug him successfully. The male supporting actor is not an ordinary scholar. You can't do it under his nose.
What happened down there?"
"Is Xie Lingmu highly skilled in martial arts?"
"Of course, second only to the world's leading men."
"Who is the hero of the world?"
"Prince."
Nan Qing was lying on his side with his arms as pillows, and said: "The heroine is a time-travelling woman, and the hero is a prince. This world is really like the novel I read during my lifetime."
"Perhaps the person who created the three thousand worlds is based on the original words."
"Did someone create the three thousand worlds?"
"Of course, the Three Thousand Worlds were created by the Realm Lords of the Ten Directions."
"World Master? Er Er, do you know the World Master?"
Er Er is the system of the space station. Er Er once said that the space station exists three thousand worlds away.
Er Er shook his head and said in a cold voice: "I don't know the Realm Lord. I only know from the information that there are people like the Realm Lord, but no one has seen them, because basically all the Realm Lords in the ten directions are asleep, sleeping in
In a world they created, the soul is wandering and no one knows where it is."
"Them? The Realm Lords of the Ten Directions. Are there ten Realm Lords?"
"I don't know. There is too little introduction to the world masters in the information, but I can be sure that there is more than one. The three thousand worlds were not created by one person."
Nan Qing finally felt sleepy while chatting: "I'm going to bed first, and I will find a way to follow him out of the house tomorrow."
