Tang Muchen woke up from hunger. When he opened his eyes, his vision was completely dark. He took out his phone and checked the time, feeling very surprised.
He actually slept for five hours without even a dream, which had never happened in the past month.
This made Tang Muchen have no choice but to believe in the effect of that bowl of talisman water.
After getting up and walking out of the wing, he took a special look at the courtyard. It had obviously been there for many years, and there was an old smell everywhere. But strangely enough, looking at such an old courtyard made people feel comfortable physically and mentally.
Tang Muchen was hungry, but he didn't delve into the reason. He walked towards the Taoist temple. As soon as he came out, he saw three people sitting under the big tree. Among them, Ye Xiaoqiao and Tang Tianyuan were each holding a roasted sweet potato and eating it deliciously.
"Uncle Mu Chen, you're awake." Ye Xiaoqiao saw him first, ran over and asked him: "Uncle Mu Chen, did you sleep well? Did you have a nightmare?"
In fact, you don't need to ask to know that Tang Muchen didn't have nightmares, otherwise he wouldn't have slept for so long.
Sure enough, Tang Muchen shook his head: "I didn't do it, I slept well."
Ye Xiaoqiao immediately wowed: "Sister Fanfan is really amazing."
Tang Tianyuan was also deeply impressed. He came over with a sweet potato and asked Tang Muchen: "Young Master, are you hungry? Do you want to eat the sweet potato?"
Tang Muchen doesn't like roasted sweet potatoes. They are too sweet. He has not liked sweets since he was a child.
But he was really hungry, so he reluctantly nodded.
Tang Tianyuan peeled off the sweet potato skin smoothly and handed it to him.
Ye Xiaoqiao was still on the side trying to sell the sweet potatoes: "Sister Fanfan's roasted sweet potatoes are particularly delicious, even better than those sold for sale."
After saying that, she took his hand and sat under the big tree.
Tang Muchen nodded to the rice and started eating sweet potatoes.
Well, it tastes really good.
Ye Xiaoqiao has already started to ask Fanfan: "Sister Fanfan, do you think my uncle still has Yin Qi in him now?"
"No more." Fanfan shook his head.
Ye Xiaoqiao felt relieved, thinking that they would go back when Tang Muchen woke up. Grandpa had already made two phone calls just now, so he took the initiative to mention the reward.
Fanfan stretched out a finger.
Ye Xiaoqiao asked uncertainly: "Ten thousand?"
Fanfan shook his head.
"One million?" Ye Xiaoqiao added.
Fanfan sighed: "One hundred yuan."
Ye Xiaoqiao:......
Is it so cheap? She thinks that even one million is worth it. After all, Tang Muchen's life cannot be measured by money.
Tang Muchen also looked at Fanfan in surprise: "Are you sure?"
Fanfan nodded with absolute certainty.
Ye Xiaoqiao lamented: "Sister Fanfan, you are so conscientious. Those scammers start with five figures."
Fanfan had a smile on her face, and in her heart, she also wanted five figures, but her master said that she was not destined to be rich and powerful, and she couldn't open her mouth like a lion, otherwise she would be struck by lightning. She didn't believe in fate a few times in the past.
, later I was struck by lightning and became honest, and I never dared to accept remuneration above three digits.
"It's just a talisman, one hundred yuan is enough." Fanfan said, enduring the pain in his heart.
What a good fat sheep. I can only look at it but not kill it. It even got a few sweet potatoes. How could it be considered a loss?
Fanfan was almost heartbroken. If this little girl hadn't been so cute, she wouldn't have eaten sweet potatoes for two grown men, even if they were handsome.
Seeing that she was sure it only cost a hundred yuan, Tang Muchen stuffed the last bite of sweet potato into his mouth and took out his mobile phone: "Add me as a friend and I will send you a red envelope."
Fanfan said, took out his mobile phone and showed the QR code of his business card.
drop!
Tang Muchen scanned the code and added friends.
Fanfan passed the verification.
Tang Muchen handed out a red envelope worth one hundred yuan.
Receive meals.
Money and goods are both in order.
Tang Muchen put away his cell phone and patted Ye Xiaoqiao on the head: "Let's go."
Ye Xiaoqiao stood up, feeling something was strange.