"Child, don't think that your mother is named the county lord, and your status is higher. The little prince is the little prince. You are you. You are born different! Now that your mother is not here, I advise you to...
...”
Mr. Zhong had not finished speaking with the words of reprimand, but his voice came to an abrupt end.
Beibei, opposite, calmly took out a silver note from his purse, threw it away, and raised his hand to him.
The child's voice is cold and ridiculous: "Can you recognize the words?"
The silver notes are written in large traditional Chinese characters, not one thousand, but ten thousand taels!
Mr. Zhong: “……”
Other young men: "..."
King Xiang was stunned, looked at the silver notes, and then looked at Zhan Beihan.
The man looked calm, without any surprise.
Han Han laughed and said, "Where are you fools? I wonder if Beibei is richer than me? My mother is much more generous to him than my father."
Once he was curious and looked at the small purse that Beibei was carrying, and found more than a dozen ten thousand taels of silver notes from it, and was stunned.
More than one hundred thousand taels.
More money than his small treasury.
Han Han was so curious that he was so angry that he held the silver notes and asked Beibei, where did he get so much money?
Beibei just glanced calmly and said, "It was given to me by my mother."
"...Why did my mother give you so much money?"
"No reason, my mother is used to putting some of the banknotes here. If I need money or encounter danger, these banknotes may save my life."
Han Han asked subconsciously: "How to save me?"
Beibei thought for a while: "For example, if you encounter someone who is robbed, throw the silver notes out?"
Hanhan: "...Is this really OK?"
Beibei said calmly: "I don't know, I haven't tried it. My mother won't let me encounter such dangers, but in my mother's words, I'll spend more money on my body and be prepared for any trouble."
If he and his mother accidentally get separated and have enough silver notes on them, it will always be much more convenient.
Although this possibility is very small, Xiao Lingyue is used to preparing for the future.
Anyway, she is not short of money.
As the memories ended, Han Han looked at Mr. Zhong with a look of foolish eyes.
Mr. Zhong's face was flushed red and subconsciously said, "Is he fake? Whose child will carry ten thousand taels of silver with him..."
Before he finished speaking, King Xiang interrupted: "It's the silver notes of the official Yin-haired official in Beiqin, the real one."
Mr. Zhong: “……”
Beibei said lightly: "It's just 10,000 taels, is it a lot? I think it's a little too little to bet my mother for one thousand taels, so why don't you bet 10,000?"
As he said that, he handed the silver note to King Xiang: "Give it to you."
"If you bet 10,000 yuan in Beibei, I will also bet..." Han Han immediately followed.
Zhan Beihan directly interrupted him: "Do you have ten thousand taels?"
Han Han's expression froze: "..."
He quickly calculated the money in the small treasury and immediately became depressed: "...it's all because my dad is too stingy and refuses to give me New Year's money."
Zhan Beihan's forehead leaped straight with blue veins, unable to bear it anymore, so he raised his hand to give his son a thunderous thunder.
"Shut up!"
Xiao Lingyue has Tianyi Pavilion as her backer. She can write a few prescriptions and get a lot of money into her account. Of course, she is not short of money.
There is actually not a shortage of Prince Yi’s Mansion, but the cold and cold are not like Beibei, so why do you need so many silver notes?
Is the royal palace short of food and drink?
Han Han hugged his head with tears in his eyes and said angrily: "Dad, you're just stingy than your mother!"