"Sign the contract. Thirty years and three hundred thousand. As you wish!"
To Lao Yan, Zhang Fan's voice was like the sound of nature. It was so exciting.
He was so happy that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him continuously.
"Thank you, God. Thank you, God. You are truly a merciful Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering. I kowtow to you. I kowtow to you..."
Lao Yan was so happy that he didn't know what to say and kept kowtowing to Zhang Fan.
His mouth was so wide with joy that it almost reached the back of his head.
When Hua Yueying took out the parchment scroll and asked Lao Yan to sign on it and put his bloody fingerprint on it, Lao Yan was in a dilemma.
"I, I can't write my own name. I, I almost forgot what my name is. Lao Yan is my nickname. I don't know what my real name is..."
Not only is this old Yan illiterate and unable to write his own name, he has completely forgotten whether his name is Wang Da or Wang Er.
He doesn’t remember, he doesn’t remember, he just remembers that he made friends with Lao Yan!
"Then just press your fingerprints!"
Hua Yueying had actually seen such a thing before. The bloody handprint was more effective than the name.
Moreover, this is a pawning thing, where you just need to pay the money and receive the goods.
There won't be any problems in the future.
"Okay, it won't be wrong to listen to the fairy..."
Lao Yan happily pressed his hand seals under Hua Yueying's guidance, and watched Hua Yueying grab a lot of colorful things from his body. Finally, those things turned into life pills the size of peanuts.
After what happened last night, it seemed as if all the energy and spirit in Old Yan's body was drained away at once.
White hair appeared on his head, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened, and even age spots appeared on his hands. He looked like he had aged thirty years in an instant, but when he saw the bag of money that Hua Yueying handed him.
His eyes narrowed into a ball, he almost jumped up with joy, and nodded continuously.
"Okay, okay, okay, I'm rich, rich..."
The old man kept mumbling to himself, and the sound even woke himself up.
He was still sleeping under an abandoned bridge, thinking about the dream he had just had. There was so much money that his mouth was watering. How great it would be if he hadn't woken up from that dream!
In his dream, he had three hundred thousand, he was so happy!
Sadly, it was just a dream.
Lao Yan wiped the saliva that had flowed from his sleep, but when he looked down, he saw that there was really a bag at his feet, and that bag was exactly the same as the bag of money in his dream.
His heart was pounding, he hurriedly opened the bag and took a look, then he was so happy that he almost fainted!
Money, really money. He was so happy. How could such a good thing happen to him?
"I will go home when I have money, I will renovate my house, I will marry a wife, I will enjoy life..."
Lao Yan muttered to himself and quickly stood up, but when he stood up, he felt a little dizzy and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, his back was against the bridge hole, so he kept his balance and did not fall.
Hehe, I’m rich, I’m finally rich!
Lao Yan was immersed in great joy and didn't even notice that his body was in much worse shape than before the dream.
"It stinks, this old Yan is too dirty, I want to change all the air here..."
Hua Yueying from the Tiandi Pawnshop kept complaining. Soon, there was a faint floral scent in the Tiandi Pawnshop, which made Hua Yueying feel much better.
After Xu Zijun got up the next day, he did not open the door for business.
He stood outside Zhang Fan's small courtyard and finally made a decision.
Zhang Fan and Hua Yueying are not ordinary people at all. They can even control people's lives. It is an honor and opportunity for Xu Zijun to meet such people.
So Xu Zijun finally came to Zhang Fan to recommend himself.
He told Zhang Fan that he could no longer run his shop and asked if their family needed a chef.
He can help with cooking and buy groceries to ensure that they have enough food and eat happily for three meals a day.
Facing the sincere and somewhat nervous Xu Zijun, Zhang Fan nodded vigorously. What they lacked here was someone who could cook. Xu Zijun came at the perfect time, although his behavior was a bit puzzling.
But do you still worry about being plotted against?
In this way, Xu Zijun became the chef of Zhang Fan's family. He would come to his house every day and prepare delicious food for them.
There is a spacious hall on the first floor of Zhang Fan's house, which used to be a cafe. There is also a kitchen and small private rooms. Xu Zijun likes quietness, so he would go to the kitchen to tinker with it every time he comes.
Sometimes he would bring out some ice cream, cheese or snacks, which made Hua Yueying like him more.
There aren't many men these days who can cook and are good looking.
This Xu Zijun is really impossible to dislike!
At the Rong family in Jiangcheng, someone sent a newspaper and some periodicals to Rong Zhikang.
"Master, do you think what happened in the Chinese Medicine Hospital this time is very bizarre? Here, there is even a person named Zhang Fan mentioned here? Also, this is the information I restored based on some rumors inside the Chinese Medicine Hospital, and these, these surveillances, I have found a way to get them..."
The Rong family has never given up on tracking down Zhang Fan.
For Mr. Rong, Zhang Fan is his life-saving straw. He is afraid of dying again in a year, because by then even money cannot buy longevity!
Therefore, finding Zhang Fan, or information related to him, has become a top priority, and the Rong family has promised huge benefits for this.
There was a group of people who were specifically searching for Zhang Fan's whereabouts all over the world. The incident at the Chinese Medicine Hospital quickly caught their attention. After their in-depth digging, they were able to almost restore the situation at that time.
Zhang Fan's medical skills were so supernatural that the Rong family members who were investigating the matter found it incredible.
But when Rong Zhikang saw the blurry view of Zhang Fan, with only his back visible, he felt as if he was struck by electricity and kept nodding his head.
"Yes, yes, it's him, it's him..."
Originally, he felt helpless about his father's persistence in finding Zhang Fan, and felt that his father was becoming more and more confused.
Who would have known that when Rong Zhikang saw Xiaoling being rescued from the Chinese medicine hospital, his mood was beyond words.
It’s so awesome. He can almost control other people’s life and death, and even snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell.
No wonder my father almost died that day, but was finally saved. According to the tests done by the hospital before, this patient named Xiaoling was basically the type that could not be saved.
I didn't expect he was alive?
"We must do our best to narrow the circle. Since Zhang Fan can appear in the Chinese Medicine Hospital, he is very likely in Jiangcheng. We must be respectful when we find him. He is our family's great benefactor..."
Rong Zhikang trembled as he spoke.
In fact, as the helmsman of the Rong family, although he was used to big scenes, he was still a little confused when he learned the news about Zhang Fan.
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