Song Yan looked at Gangzi: "Your name is Gangzi, right? Leave a few people to be weighed, and tie up the rest."

There really were ropes. Gangzi tied them up one by one, but when it came to Chu Shaowei, he chickened out.

"This doesn't need to be tied up!"

Chu Shaowei thought Song Yan was going to let him off the hook, but before he could react, his other shoulder started hurting terribly again. "Ugh, ugh..." He couldn't shout anymore. He had already lost face enough today, and if he yelled again, he would be even more embarrassed.

Gangzi and the others were so scared they didn't dare to breathe. This woman was ruthless!

Gangzi and two other men weighed the items.

The gun hung casually in Song Yan's hand, indicating that she was distracted.

She didn't take these people seriously.

Chu Shaowei felt his heart was ice-cold.

Song Yan's thoughts drifted away. In the movies he used to watch, women wielding guns—how to describe them? Beautiful, dashing, bullets flying towards the bandits… Oh my, today he got to try it himself!

It's a pity there's no handsome guy to pair him with. I wonder where my nominal boyfriend is off somewhere carrying a gun! Anyway, he's always carrying a gun, I just wonder what he looks like with one…

Song Yan slowly pointed his gun at Chu Shaowei. He had just spoken despicable words with such righteous indignation, and he must have done just as much. This kind of person deserved to be shot dead.

"Grandma, heroine, ancestor, I was wrong, I'll never dare to do it again, I'll do anything you ask!" Chu Shaowei instinctively felt that Song Yan might shoot at any moment...

Gangzi weighed the items and was about to report the number.

Song Yan waved his hand, "Calculate how much you'll pay for these things. I'm talking about a fair price."

Gangzi is good at this. As soon as Song Yan finished speaking, he said that these things were worth about 480 yuan.

I hope to make this deal with them and sell as much as possible. I wonder how much money I can get back?

*Knock knock knock* Someone was knocking on the door. Song Yan ordered Gangzi, "Go check it out!"

The person who wanted to retrieve the box is back! "I got it back."

"Open!"

It's not all ten-yuan notes, but it's close; there are a few five-yuan notes. "Not bad, quite capable to have collected so many."

"Count how much this costs?" Song Yan instructed the person carrying the box.

There is 3240 yuan in this box.

Song Yan went into the inner room. There was another room further in.

They were all terrified of Song Yan. Although she went into the inner room, no one in the outer room dared to move.

Song Yan came out and said, "Weigh the things in the inner room!"

Gangzi led his men inside and found baskets full of jujubes.

1,100 jin (approximately 500 kg).

Song Yan wouldn't rob money, but there's nothing wrong with him taking money from selling things.

There is also a storage room in this yard.

Song Yan went in, and when he came out, he called Gangzi in to weigh him.

Gangzi was secretly astonished, wondering just how many things this old lady had put in this courtyard.

There are 2,500 catties of fish.

Song Yan asked, "Approximately how much are these things worth?"

Gangzi estimated, "It's worth about three thousand two to three thousand three."

It was about what I had estimated.

"Alright, that's all."

Song Yan pocketed the money, looked at the people in the room, pointed the gun around, and they all begged for mercy.

The person who went to collect the money slowly shuffled backward, and there was a knife on the ground behind him.

"Trying to play tricks at a time like this?" Song Yan kicked him away, knocking him unconscious.

"Brother Gangzi, tie me up."

"And me too."

The person helping to weigh the scales is asking for a bribing offer.

It's quite funny...

When only Gangzi was left, he was a little dumbfounded. He was about to cry, "Grandma, I was just greedy for a little money, I didn't mean to hurt you!"

That's true.

"Keep me alive, I'll be useful to you!"

Song Yan wanted to keep him around to ask him some questions.

Song Yan kicked Chu Shaowei. "I really don't want to see you again. If I see you again, I'll cripple you." Song Yan struck Chu Shaowei on the back of the neck with the butt of his gun, and he collapsed limply.

Song Yan only meant to scare Chu Shaowei, but he didn't expect it to come true a few days later!