"He means that his banknotes can produce children." The skinny little monkey reacted much faster and whispered to He Qingwei.

"Can banknotes give birth to children?" He Qingwei looked confused.

"Nonsense, you're such a dandy, haven't you ever even been to a casino? Throw in 10,000 taels of silver, and in the blink of an eye you can win a million. Throw it again, and you've got 10 million. Throw it again, and you've got 100 million. It's like chickens and eggs, eggs and chickens, eggs and chickens, get it?" Zirong said with dismay. This little fat guy has such a low IQ, it's a waste of energy to talk to him.

"Uh..." As a playboy, He Qingwei had of course been to gambling houses and spent a lot of money, but he never had a child and he always lost everything.

"That doesn't make sense. I've been to a casino before. Even if you're lucky, there are wins and losses. There's no such thing as a guaranteed win." He Qingwei finally understood what Mu Hanyan meant, but his mind was still a little stuck, and he argued with Mu Hanyan stupidly.

"Reason? You have the nerve to call yourself a playboy. Don't forget that I am a playboy too. I don't even ask why when I bully others. What's the use of reason?" Seeing that the little fat boy was so stubborn and stupid, Mu Hanyan was too lazy to reason with him. He couldn't even understand how a chicken laid the egg. He was destined to be a playboy with no future.

"Oh, I get it, I get it. I was wrong before. Please accept these banknotes, Brother Mu." But this time, the little fat man suddenly understood and quickly took out a few small banknotes and handed them over together with Mu Hanyan's banknote that could lay eggs.

There's nothing he can do. He's a little playboy, and others are the big playboys. He can't afford to offend them.

"Not enough." Mu Hanyan didn't have the patience to beat around the bush with him and said directly.

"Brother Mu, this is tens of thousands of taels. Even if your banknotes could lay eggs, this is almost enough." The little fat man said with a sad face.

"My banknotes are used to produce double-yolk eggs. You'd better hurry up." Mu Hanyan glared at him and said.

Double yolk egg, double yolk egg... Huayue and the others were a little confused.

"You'd better hurry up, or you'll lay three yolks soon." Mu Hanyan reminded the little fat boy when she saw him start to be dazed again.

"Give me all the banknotes you have on you." He Qingwei gritted his teeth and said to the other young playboys.

If you delay any longer, not to mention three yolk eggs, maybe even four yolk eggs will be laid.

Although the other little dandies were unwilling, they still took out the banknotes obediently in view of Mu Hanyan's reputation as the number one dandy in the capital.

"Brother Mu, look, this should be enough." The little fat man looked at Mu Hanyan with pleading eyes.

"Fortunately, you guys acted quickly, otherwise you would have laid four yolk eggs." Mu Hanyan took the silver note and roughly counted it. It was about seven or eight taels, and said with satisfaction.

There really are four-yolked eggs. He Qingwei breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Then Brother Mu, we'll leave first." He Qingwei said as he stepped back, fearing that he would accidentally touch the porcelain doll, otherwise it would not be a matter of a few double-yolk eggs.

"Wait." Mu Hanyan called out to He Qingwei.

"Is there anything else, Brother Mu?" He Qingwei's heart, which had finally settled down, began to hang in the air again, and he said with a forced smile.

"Apologize, and slap me back the way you slapped me just now." Mu Hanyan pointed at the old man sitting on the ground and said coldly to He Qingwei.

"Old man, I was wrong just now. I deserve to die. Please be magnanimous and don't bother with me." He Qingwei was decisive this time. He slapped himself hard and then apologized to the old man.

Mu Hanyan didn't expect that this little fat boy could be so flexible, and was a little surprised.

"And you, come and apologize." He Qingwei yelled at the young man who had just attacked.

"I was wrong, I apologize, and I won't do it again." The boy didn't dare to refuse and slapped himself in the face.

"It's okay, it's okay." The old man said anxiously, having never experienced such a scene.

"Okay, get out of here. Also, Yun'er is my adopted sister. If anyone dares to disrespect her again, don't blame me, Mu Hanyan, for being ruthless." Mu Hanyan said coldly.

"Don't worry, Brother Mu. Even if we are blinded, we will not dare to disrespect Miss Yun'er again." As soon as He Qingwei finished speaking, he took a group of young playboys and rushed out like rabbits. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Although He Qingwei and others fled in panic, the group of merchants did not dare to come over. They looked at Mu Hanyan with awe and uneasiness. There was nothing they could do because the reputation of Mu the Playboy was too famous.

If you offend a little playboy like He Qingwei, you will just get beaten up a bit. But if you accidentally bump into the big playboy Mu, you will probably be killed without leaving a trace. Haven't you seen that other people's banknotes can lay eggs, and double-yolk eggs at that.

"Take these banknotes and divide them up." Seeing their timid expressions, Mu Hanyan couldn't help but feel pity and gave them half of the banknotes. She didn't care about tens of thousands of taels of banknotes anyway, so she decided to help them if she could.

Of course, the reason why Mu Hanyan was willing to help them was mainly because they were nice to Han Yuner.

The vendors looked at Mu Hanyan in confusion, swallowing their saliva, but no one dared to step forward.

"Take it. My brother Hanyan is not what you have heard. He never bullies ordinary people. He only bullies bad people." Seeing that they were afraid of Mu Hanyan like snakes and tigers, Han Yuner felt very unfair for Mu Hanyan and said to those familiar vendors.

After hearing Han Yuner's words, those people felt relieved to some extent. Thinking about it carefully, although Mu Da Wanku had a bad reputation, he had never bullied ordinary people. He only dealt with those dandy boys with bad behavior.

"Everyone, please accept it. Those titles of Young Master Mu are all rumors spread by people with ulterior motives. We in Black Stone City, everyone knows that Young Master Mu has a straightforward personality and is clear about gratitude and resentment. Those who fall into his hands are those who deserve it. In fact, he has never done anything to bully men or women. The last time Black Stone City was in great trouble, it was thanks to Young Master Mu's timely intervention that the people of the city were able to escape danger." The old man also said, looking at Mu Hanyan with a look full of respect.

It seems that Mu Hanyan was right. This old man is indeed a citizen of Black Stone City.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Mu." Finally, the merchants came forward, thanked her one by one, and took the silver bills from her hand.

"Old man, is your injury okay?" Mu Hanyan helped the old man up and asked with concern.

"Thank you for your help, sir. I'm an old man with thick skin and this injury is not a big deal. I've heard that the city lord's son hates evil and is clear about right and wrong. After seeing him today, I find that his reputation is well-deserved." The old man hurriedly bowed to Mu Hanyan.