"Child, don't think that your mother has made you the county head, which means your status is higher. The younger prince is the younger prince, and you are you. You are born different! Now that your mother is not here, I advise you to...
..."
Before Mr. Zhong could finish his reprimanding words, his voice suddenly stopped.
Bei Bei across from him calmly took out a banknote from his wallet, flicked it away, and raised his hand to reach out to him.
The child's voice was cold and sarcastic: "Do you know the words?"
The bank note clearly had traditional Chinese characters written on it, not one thousand, but ten thousand taels!
Mr. Zhong: "..."
Other young masters: "..."
Prince Xiang couldn't help but be startled, looked at the bank note, and then looked at Zhan Beihan.
The man looked calm, without any surprise.
Han Han laughed and said: "Where did you come from? Don't you know Beibei is richer than me? My mother is much more generous to him than my father is to me."
He once took a curious look at Beibei's small purse and dug out more than a dozen ten thousand taels of silver notes from it. He was so shocked that he was stunned.
Hundreds of thousands taels.
More than the silver in his little vault.
Hanhan was so curious that he held up the banknote and asked Beibei, where did he get so much money?
Beibei just glanced at it calmly and said, "Mother gave it to me."
"...why did mother give you so much money?"
"There is no reason. My mother is used to leaving some of her banknotes with me. If I need money or am in danger, these banknotes may be able to save my life."
Han Han subconsciously asked: "How to save?"
Beibei thought for a while: "For example, if you encounter a robber, just throw out the banknotes?"
Hanhan: "...Is this really okay?"
Beibei said calmly: "I don't know, I haven't tried it either. Mom won't let me encounter such danger, but in my words, keep more money with you to be prepared."
If he and his mother accidentally get separated, it will always be much more convenient if he has enough banknotes with him.
Although the possibility of this is very small, Xiao Lingyue is accustomed to preparing for rainy days.
She is not short of money anyway.
After the recollection ended, Hanhan looked at Mr. Zhong with a look that looked like a fool.
Mr. Zhong's face turned red and he subconsciously said, "Is this a lie? Whose child would carry ten thousand taels of silver with him..."
Before he finished speaking, King Xiang interrupted: "It's a silver note issued by a Northern Qin official. It's genuine."
Mr. Zhong: "..."
Beibei said lightly: "It's only ten thousand taels. Is it a lot? I think one thousand taels is a bit small for my mother. How about I pledge ten thousand taels?"
With that said, he handed the banknote to King Xiang: "Here you go."
"If Beibei bets 10,000, I will also bet..." Han Han immediately followed.
Zhan Beihan interrupted him directly: "Do you have ten thousand taels?"
Hanhan's expression froze: "..."
He quickly calculated the money in the small vault, and suddenly became dejected: "...it's all because dad is too stingy and refuses to give me lucky money."
Zhan Beihan's forehead was throbbing with veins. He couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to give his son a violent shudder.
"Shut up!"
Xiao Lingyue has Tianyi Pavilion as her backer, and a large amount of money can be credited to her account just by writing a few prescriptions. She is certainly not short of money.
In fact, Prince Yi's Mansion is not lacking, but Hanhan is not like Beibei, so why does he need so many banknotes?
Does the palace lack food and drink for him?
Han Han held her head with tears in her eyes and said angrily: "Smelly dad, you are just stingier than your mother!"