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Chapter 110 Young Master Yiyun 4k please subscribe and vote monthly, thank you to the leader @'Bingtang Snowman' revised(1/2)

Jin An and others finally persuaded the old Taoist priest to leave.
Then he asked: "Old Taoist, do you think I am a fool?"
The old Taoist priest opened his mouth to speak, but Jin An glared at him and held it back again.
He shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like that."
Jin An asked again: "Old Taoist, do you think I am someone who will suffer a loss?"
The old Taoist priest immediately became happy when he heard this: "Little brother, you are the most monkey spirit. Others are suffering, not you."
Jin An always felt that the old Taoist priest was secretly scolding him for his evil heart?
But these are all side details.
He didn't care about it for the time being.
Jin An spread his hands and said: "Look, even you, the old Taoist priest, don't think I am someone who can suffer losses. Do you think I will deliberately lose money?"
"I've never been the only one to take advantage of others."
When the old Taoist priest heard this, he nodded and felt that it really made sense.
"Is Mr. Yiyun a boy or a girl?"
The old Taoist priest who had been having a good conversation just now suddenly changed the subject of the conversation, and Jin An subconsciously replied: "Female."
"Have you ever liked Mr. Yiyun, little brother?"
Jin An finally reacted this time, and his face turned dark immediately. The old Taoist priest was obviously trying to gain personal benefits by inquiring into his privacy.
Seeing that Jin An's face was dark and he was about to hit someone with his legs, the old Taoist priest quickly explained: "My little brother can tell the difference between men and women, and he also knows Mr. Yiyun. It seems that my little brother has not been possessed by evil things."
"It is indeed the little brother I am familiar with."
The old Taoist priest was afraid that Jin An would really hit someone, so he quickly asked Jin An to go out, lest he be late and there would be no stalls in the Wen Mo Temple.
Next, after Jin An made some preparations, he was going to set up a stall at the temple fair to "make money".
He did not bring the old Taoist priest with him.
Instead, the old Taoist priest was left to continue drawing Taoist symbols.
Collect as much as you can.
This made the old Taoist priest beam with joy, and his old chrysanthemum turned into a tender chrysanthemum. Being rich can make the old Taoist priest grind.
Because a lot of time was wasted, it was already Si hour when Jin An went out.
This is equivalent to about nine o'clock in the morning.


Changxian Wenwu Temple.
A gentle sword-wielding Confucian scholar with red lips and white teeth and heroic features was followed by an old servant. She had just finished visiting the Wen Mo Temple, and the master and the servant had just walked out of the Wen Mo Temple.
However, the passers-by seemed to be going crazy. They were all crowded and running in the same direction. Judging from the crazy posture, they seemed to be running to grab money.
I'm afraid it will be too late.
It's as if all the money is being robbed.
The old servant saw doubts flashing in the young master's eyes, so he took the initiative to grab a passerby and asked why everyone was so crazy. But the passerby was now in a hurry to grab money and had no time to pay attention to others. He waved his arm impatiently and thought
Get rid of the old man's arm that doesn't look strong.
I dump!
Um?
I'll dump it again!
Huh?
I'll throw it away again!
Good guy!
The passerby looked at his arm, which was always held by the opponent as solidly as a mountain. His arm was almost dislocated, but the arm of the old man opposite was as steady as a chicken's neck and did not move at all.
The passerby finally realized that he had met a legendary master, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Hero, spare your life, I say, I say!"
"It's Mr. Jin An who has set up a stall in front to give everyone money."
"Master Jin'an?"
The person who spoke this time was the Confucian scholar with red lips, white teeth, and a sword at his waist.
The pair in front of me is a master and a servant.
Naturally, it was the old Taoist priest who looked at the face and said that a peach blossom appeared in the husband and wife palace, and that Miss Yiyun was going to have good luck recently.
And the old servant Qi Bo.
When the passerby faced Qi Bo, a master, he was almost crying because of nervousness. He trembled and said, "Spare me, I really tell you everything!"
"The two of you are probably not locals of Chang County. They are foreign tourists who recently came to Chang County to visit the temple fair, so they have never heard of the name Jin'an. When talking about Jin'an, all of us in Chang County raise a question.
Thumbs up, what a man. Within a month of coming to Chang County, he has repeatedly solved strange cases, including the "Thunder God Killing a Corpse Case" and the "Water Ghost Drowning Case". He is the most intelligent and intelligent man. Now in our Chang County
But it’s famous.”
"Just this morning, Mr. Jin An suddenly set up a stall near Wen Mo Temple to give away money."
"Send money?" Mr. Yiyun's lips curled up in a nice smile, showing interest.
I don’t know if we haven’t seen each other for a few days. Brother Jin An, who has been in the same car and cooked in the same pot, will he cause a big fuss in Chang County?
The passerby was almost stunned when he saw Mr. Yiyun's charming smile.
My mother, this fake boy pretending to be a man looks so beautiful when he smiles. It’s such a pity not to wear red makeup or a skirt...
He suddenly felt that the strength on his arm increased instantly. He cried out in pain. Now he was honest and did not dare to look around. He quickly continued to explain: "Master Jin An came to set up a stall near Wen Mo Temple this morning. He said a lot of
When purchasing second-hand copper coins, the larger the quantity, the better.”
"Master Jin'an also took out the wooden lid of a cooking pot and wrote the recycling price on it."
"One hundred and ten cents can be exchanged for one penny of silver."
"One thousand and one hundred cents can be exchanged for one tael of silver."
"Everyone knows that one tael of silver is worth one thousand two hundred penny, and one penny of silver is worth one hundred and twenty penny. Isn't Mr. Jin'an giving us money? What else is that?"
"The reputation of Mr. Jin'an is well-known in Chang County. When several people successfully exchanged their second-hand copper coins for silver from Mr. Jin'an, everyone went crazy and called their friends one after another.
, called my parents and relatives of the seventh aunt and eighth aunt, found all the copper coins in the house, and ran to Mr. Jin An to exchange them."
"Everyone was afraid that they would be late, so Mr. Jin An stopped exchanging money because Mr. Jin An said the quantity was limited and first come, first served."
After the passerby finished speaking, he held the money bag in his clothes with his other hand, begging for mercy, and asked pitifully, if there were no other problems, he would have to rush to change the money. He was afraid that he would be late and the money delivery would be over.
.
Qi Bo did not embarrass the other party again.
He took out a penny, rewarded the other party, and then let the other party go.
The passerby was almost knocked unconscious by Qi Bo's generous move. He thanked him hurriedly, turned around three times, and almost refused to leave.
In the end, Qi Bo pretended to glare fiercely, and the other party fled in panic.
"Qi Bo, do we have any loose copper coins with us?" Mr. Yiyun became interested and looked at Qi Bo with great interest.
The old servant Qi Bo smiled: "Of course there is."
"Even if it doesn't exist, I can still conjure it up for you."
Mr. Yiyun left with a smile.
That direction was just to follow the crowd and go to the stall where Jin'an set up a stall to collect money.
Qi Bo looked at his master's leaving figure and sighed deeply again.
Bad fate!
To be continued...
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