"Yeah!" Erbao's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously, trying to straighten his chest in his chair. "President Hengheng! Keep your word! Save the treasure! Give... lots of candy!"
The messenger pondered for a moment, then pulled something from his cherished bosom. It was a wolf's fang, roughly the size of a pigeon egg, as white as jade, its tip stained with a trace of natural blood, exuding an ancient, desolate aura! This was one of the sacred relics passed down through the generations of the Northern Di royal court, the "Howling Moon Wolf King's Fang," a symbol of courage and heritage!
"Then... I will pawn this item to your bank. How much candy can I get in exchange?" The messenger placed the wolf fang on the counter.
Erbao's mouth opened into an O shape as he looked at the wolf tooth, which was much larger than the rainbow candy and exuded a "powerful" aura. He stretched out his chubby little hand and carefully touched the cold wolf tooth. Then he looked at his can of rainbow candy, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he was trying to think about the "exchange rate."
"Hmm... Big Tooth... is worth..." Erbao counted on his fingers, trying to calculate, "... one hundred... no! Two hundred... candies!" He reported a figure that he thought was astronomical, and then looked at the messenger nervously, afraid that the other party would think it was too little.
The messenger's mouth twitched. A priceless royal relic, only worth two hundred candies? But looking at Erbao's earnest and expectant eyes, and thinking about the wonders of this candy (despite the horrific side effects last time), he suddenly felt... it wasn't a bad deal. It was just a "mortgage," after all, to cheer the child up.
"Okay! Two hundred is two hundred!" The messenger agreed readily (? ).
Erbao's face lit up instantly! He quickly climbed down from the armchair, picked up the largest wicker piggy bank, and gestured to the messenger to put the wolf tooth inside. Then, he stood on tiptoe, laboriously lifted the candy jar, and began counting the rainbow candies one by one, muttering to himself, "One, two, three... ten... twenty..." He counted with such seriousness that his face flushed red.
When he counted to two hundred, the candy jar was noticeably empty. Erbao carefully piled the candies into a small mountain and pushed it in front of the messenger: "Here! Two hundred! Candy! Sweet!"
The messenger looked at the dazzling "mountain of sugar" before him, then at the sacred wolf tooth solemnly placed in the rattan jar, with mixed feelings. He put away the candy and was about to ask about the "mortgage contract."
Erbao had already picked up Qiqi's small holy white jade seal and, with a snap, stamped a softly glowing pacifier pattern on the blank account book! Then, he grabbed the account book and seal and sprinted back to the mansion.
A moment later, the little guy ran out again, holding a crumpled piece of paper. On it was a crooked charcoal drawing of a pacifier, and next to it was Erbao's scribbled signature (a mess). The most amazing thing was that on the blank space of the paper, there were a few extremely subtle, fleeting white-gold streaks—that was Erbao running into the warm room, grabbing Lingbao Su Ling's little hand, and unconsciously scratching on the paper a few times—"President's Certificate"!
"Here! The contract!" Erbao solemnly shoved the "contract" with a pacifier and a light pattern of Lingbao on it into the messenger's hand. "Keep it safe! Take Yaya... and return Tangtang!"
The messenger looked at this mortgage agreement, a truly rare treasure (a pacifier graffiti and an Eternal Number Fluctuation signature), feeling both amused and embarrassed. He also vaguely felt that this thing might be more valuable than the wolf fang itself. He carefully put away the "paper," mounted his horse, and left with two hundred rainbow candies and a feeling of absurdity.
Erbao Su Heng had won his first battle! He excitedly climbed onto the imperial chair, holding the obviously lighter candy jar, and shouted even more vigorously to the empty street: "Cun-bao-ba-la-la! President Hengheng! Keep your word!"
**Section 2: Rainbow Wolf Fang and the Financial Crisis**
Erbao's shouts were like a pebble dropped into a calm lake. Although most passersby simply smiled and passed by, the bizarre story of "the second son of the general's mansion opened a bank to mortgage a sacred object in exchange for rainbow candy"—followed by the eyewitness testimony of the Northern Di envoy who left with a large bag of candy—spread like wildfire among the powerful and influential circles in the royal city!
Curiosity, yearning for the mysterious power of the General's Mansion, and desire for the magical rainbow candy (despite warnings about side effects) drove more and more people to the door of the General's Mansion to watch this unprecedented "Cute Baby Bank".
Soon, a second customer arrived—a wealthy businessman who tentatively pawned a jade pendant of exceptional quality in exchange for fifty rainbow candies. Erbao followed suit, stamping the contract (the Seven Treasures Seal of Holy Light), signing the contract (a signature made by Lingbao's hand), placing the jade pendant in a rattan jar, and paying for the candies.
Then came the third, and the fourth… The collateral was diverse: famous paintings and calligraphy, antique vases, rare medicinal herbs, and even an old Hanlin scholar pawned his prized, rare poetry collection! Erbao accepted everything, quoting prices ranging from dozens to hundreds of candies, depending on the size and "value" of the item (his subjective judgment). He then stamped his seal, signed the contract, collected the items, and paid for the candies.
Third-born Su Yu's rainbow candy reserves were depleting at a visible rate! The little fellow was forced to hide behind the gates of the mansion, his dragon horn radiating ever brighter, desperately gathering new candy to meet the demands of his "bank president." Qiqi was also drafted in as a "teller," tasked with stamping with the Holy Light Seal. Her face flushed red from her busy work, her strawberry birthmark gleaming. Even eldest-born Su Chen was startled, observing from inside the gate clutching an abacus, his face filled with confusion and... a subtle warning of financial risk?
Second child Su Heng sat on a high armchair, looking at the mountain of "collateral" rattan jars (filled with all kinds of treasures) in front of him, then looking at the few remaining sugar jars. His little chest puffed up even higher, and he held his golden pacifier in his mouth with even more confidence! He felt like he was the most successful bank president in the world!
However, trouble soon arose.
In the evening, the Northern Di envoy returned with a strange look on his face and a small, colorful brocade box in his hand. He walked to the counter and opened the box in front of many onlookers.
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