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528 What kind of onion is a guerrilla general?

"Sven is such a ghost!" Wanyan glared at Lin Changxiao angrily: "Can Sven be eaten as food? Can he be drank as water? Can he repair my chopsticks and plate? If so, I will show you Sven in a minute!"

Her eyes were glaring with anger, filled with sinister murderous intent. Wanyan was originally bright and charming, but her temperament was too cold, and she seemed dull in the past.

Being angry today made her look a little more lively and dazzling than before.

Lin Changxiao was stared at by her, and the two of them were so close. The straight man expressed that he felt very uncomfortable.

"You...you stay away from me. Women should be reserved and..."

Wanyan grabbed the gold plate with a hole in it and poked it in Lin Changxiao's face: "You broke my plate and told me to stay away from you so you could run away?"

"I'll pay!" Lin Changxiao frowned, and was angered by Wanyuan's rudeness: "No matter how much it costs, I'll pay you a penny!"

"That's a good feeling." Wanyuan touched her finger in the cuff, took out a small gold abacus from somewhere, and shook it towards Lin Changxiao. It made a crackling sound.

"A gold plate costs six taels of gold, one tael of rare metals, five jins of fine charcoal, thirty-six taels of craftsmanship, carriage and horse fees..."

Her fingers were fast and she spoke even faster. Everyone was shocked by her lightning-fast operations. No one could have imagined that a small plate could allow her to say so many things.

After ten breaths, Wanyan finally stopped and handed the gold abacus in front of Lin Changxiao: "The total cost of the plates is eighty-five taels, and the ivory chopsticks are thirty-two taels. The total is one hundred and sixteen taels. Thank you for the money."

"A plate and a chopstick, you want one hundred and sixteen taels?" Lin Changxiao took a deep breath: "Why don't you go and grab them?"

"I'm warning you!" Lin Changxiao said angrily: "I...I am the dignified guerrilla general of Xuantiewei of Xishan Camp. If you blackmail the imperial official, I will send you to Dali Temple for punishment..."

"Want to renege on the debt?!" Wanyan immediately exploded: "My plate of chopsticks is made of real materials, and the origin is clear and the accounts can be checked. Also, you are a great official?! Go downstairs and take a look, I am in this prosperous world of mountains and seas."

If a lantern falls casually, it can hit ten or eight first- and second-level officials."

"Who do you think you are, a guerrilla general?"

Lin Chu narrowed his eyes and silently lit a candle for his second brother Tiehanhan. It was not good to offend anyone. He had to argue with Wanyan about money. How much did he dislike that his life was too smooth?

"Ahem." She coughed lightly: "To put it mildly, for my sake, forget it."

"That won't work!" He said politely and sternly: "Ding is Ding Mao is Mao, waste is the most shameful!"

"I apologize!" Lin Changxiao also lost his temper. He had never seen such an unreasonable woman in his life, and his face turned red with anger.

"I don't have any cash with me. Bring me a pen and paper, and I'll write you an IOU. You can come to my house to withdraw money at any time."

"OK!"

There was paper and pen readily available in the room. He politely handed the things to Lin Changxiao without saying a word. He stared at him as he wrote down the receipt and took his fingerprints before accepting it with satisfaction.

"I wish the guests a pleasant meal." He nodded politely, slowly stepped back from the door, and carefully closed the door for several people.

Staring at the elegantly leaving figure of the glamorous woman, Lin Changxiao took a deep breath: "How can there be such a woman in the world? It's just...just..."

"No." He suddenly frowned and looked at Lin Zhi: "You broke the chopsticks, why do you want me to pay for it?"

Lin Zhi glanced at him lightly: "Is there any penny of your family's money that I didn't earn?"

Lin Changxiao scratched his head: "It seems...all."

"Second brother, what are you doing here?"


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