Chapter 61 Qingbao's extravagant spending infuriates her uncle.
This extravagant gesture left Si Han momentarily stunned.
"Qingbao, how could you steal money?"
You know, these young masters and nobles never carry that much money when they go out, to save on unnecessary expenses.
He was considered outstanding in the Si family because he embarked on an official career. Although his official position was not high, his annual salary was fifty or sixty taels.
Even with the salary of the Vice Minister, the father and son together earned less than two hundred taels a year.
And here comes three-year-old Qingbao, who actually pulled out five hundred taels of silver in one go!
That's enough for the father and son's salaries for three years.
Sihe was just a village woman; she could only afford to live on a tael of silver for three months. How could she possibly have so much money?
Qingbao must have stolen it from someone!
“Qingbao, do you know what five hundred taels of silver means? If you’re sent to the government office, you could be imprisoned for ten years. Give me the silver notes right now, and I’ll pay it back for you.”
Taking advantage of his position as an official, Si Han exerted legal pressure on Qing Bao.
But.
Qingbao could clearly see that his eyes were red.
"I want to return it too, but this is all my own pocket money, Young Master Si. Don't you have any pocket money?"
Qingbao looked up with wide, expectant eyes and asked, her innocent expression seemingly poking into Si Han's lungs.
Since Si Han became an official, his family stopped giving him pocket money, and he now lives on his own salary.
I've been saving for a long time, but I still haven't seen a hundred taels.
Nowadays, Qingbao can easily earn five hundred taels of silver as pocket money.
How could he possibly believe that!
"I'm not joking with you. How could a child like you possibly have so much pocket money? Come on, let's go to the government office right now!"
Si Han reached out and grabbed Qing Bao, his face cold as he tried to drag her to the government office.
The next moment.
He was pushed away violently.
Si Han stared blankly at Si He, wondering how a woman could possess such strength.
“This money originally belonged to Qingbao. Even if you report it to the authorities, it won’t do any good.” Sihe wasn’t worried at all about Qingbao making a fuss.
Because no one can take the money away from Qingbao.
"I don't believe it." The redness in Si Han's eyes became more pronounced, and his tone was filled with a bitter resentment and a sense of defiance.
Qingbao blinked her big eyes, "You don't believe me?"
After saying that, he buried his head in the cloth bag again and casually took out another hundred taels.
"Do you have this?" The gleaming silver notes almost blinded Si Han.
Qingbao paused for a moment, "No, not this one, this one is too small."
She then stuffed the six one-hundred-tael silver notes into her small cloth bag.
Then he took out a huge silver note worth five hundred taels and waved it in front of Si Han.
"How about this one? Is it big enough?"
"What about this one? It's only a hundred taels, too small."
"Never mind, this one is barely enough. It'll be good enough to wipe Mother's sweat."
She took out one bill after another, like scraps of paper, and casually tossed them to Si He.
Si He had already received a full stack of silver notes.
It's over a thousand taels in total.
Qingbao continued muttering, and was about to reach for her purse, "Young Master Si said he would give me ten taels of silver. Let me see if I can come up with ten taels. Ten taels is too little."
"They really put him in a bad way, making me hand over my banknotes on the street."
The shock in Si Han's eyes could only be described as earth-shattering.
Even Si Yao was stunned; she herself couldn't come up with that much money.
The sourness was so intense it felt like her teeth were going to fall out; she had to clench her fists tightly to barely control herself.
They took out all the money they had to buy back the Qiankun Bag from Qingbao.
As a result, the silver notes that Qingbao casually took out were ten times the amount of the two adults.
And there's more than one!
Like ghost money, it seems to have no limit on quantity or amount.
No, you own the money exchange?
at last.
Qingbao finally took out a fifty-tael note and tossed it to Sihe, saying, "This is the smallest denomination I have, Young Master Si. I really can't find a ten-tael note."
"Ten-tael silver notes are too hard to find, so I usually give them as tips to my servants."
"If you were my mother's servant, I could give you one."
"Young Master Si? Why aren't you saying anything?"
"Didn't you say you were going to give me ten taels of silver? I really don't have any change. Why don't you just give these ten taels to a beggar?"
Looking at the stack of silver notes in Si He's hand, Si Han felt as if some emotion was bursting through his veins, causing his face to flush red on the spot.
Si He suddenly realized what was happening, and pulled out another five hundred taels of silver from his pocket, smiling as he said...
"I almost forgot, Qingbao also gave me five hundred taels as pocket money, and she insisted that I spend it all at once, haha, how could I possibly spend it all?"
Yes, it's all money.
She had so many banknotes, but they were like waste paper in her hands.
The so-called "elder brother" in front of her, who was an official, couldn't produce even one of those cards.
Si Han stared blankly, unable to utter a single word.
The money bag in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.
"Big brother, big brother, what's wrong, big brother?" Si Yao quickly supported Si Han's swaying body.
Si Han's official position, which he was so proud of, and his self-proclaimed status as someone with unlimited potential through self-reliance.
At this moment, it was shattered into pieces by Qingbao.
Her body went limp, and she fainted from anger.
Qingbao watched him collapse in anger, hands on his stomach, looking utterly arrogant.
"Hmph, with my status, when have I ever had to put up with your wretch attitude!"
The commotion had already attracted a large crowd.
The silver notes were too conspicuous, and countless greedy eyes were fixed on the silver coins in Si He's hand.
Sihe quickly tidied them up with her hands and stuffed them all back into Qingbao's small cloth bag.
The two turned to leave.
But Si Yao immediately berated her, "You just left like that? Big brother's been driven crazy by you, hurry up and take him to see a doctor!"
They have so much money, it's only natural for them to use it.
Si He turned around and pointed to the ten taels of silver on the ground. "Why don't you use this to treat him? Maybe you can even buy the doctor's house."
Si Yao was inexplicably angered.
"My brother was so angry with you guys that he fainted!"
"No, he did it for you. If it weren't for you, why would he have bought my Qiankun Bag?"
Qingbao looked very well-behaved when she spoke.
This led Si Yao to almost believe that she meant well whenever she saw her.
"What do you know?!" Si Yao was getting annoyed.
What exactly does Qingbao, that jinx, know? She keeps giving her pointers and messing with her mindset.
Qingbao smiled and said, "I know that there were more than five hundred wronged souls crying out for justice in my dreams."
"Then I told them, 'I didn't kill you. If you want to cry, go cry to the murderer.'"
"Guess what they did? They're saying they're coming to see you tonight!"
"Aunt Siyao, if this is true, you should tell us as soon as possible, so you won't have to worry about being targeted."
I don't know why.
As soon as Qingbao finished speaking...
Si Yao suddenly felt a chill run through her body, and even the wind blowing from behind felt cold.
Qingbao stared intently at her back.
Behind her, it seemed as if hundreds of phantom souls and countless hideous faces appeared.
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