Facing Master Yideng, Zhou Botong felt both insecure and competitive.
Seeing that Master Yideng had bought two thousand boxed meals, Zhou Botong was not to be outdone!
Unexpectedly, Ma Yu hesitated, while Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong lowered their heads and remained silent.
Zhou Botong panicked and shouted, "Quanzhen Sect! Buy three thousand boxed meals!"
"Uncle-Master! Wait a minute!"
Qiu Chuji hurriedly stopped him and gave Zhou Botong a wink.
Zhou Botong grinned and exclaimed, "So three thousand portions aren't enough! Haha, the Quanzhen Sect will buy five thousand boxed meals!"
Instantly, Ma Yu's expression turned extremely awkward.
Clearly, Zhou Botong misunderstood Ma Yu's hint!
Qiu Chuji said, "Uncle-Master, you may not know this, but our sect had many expenses last year, and our income was insufficient to cover our expenditures. Our silver reserves are almost depleted..."
Zhou Botong was surprised: "Our Quanzhen Sect is very wealthy, how could we be in debt? Are you just being stingy with money and unwilling to buy boxed lunches?"
Qiu Chuji was also greatly embarrassed.
Hao Datong said, "For a whole year, our disciples have been doing their best to defend Xiangyang City. In addition to their own expenses, they have also helped the people of Xiangyang, spending a total of 100,000 taels of silver!"
After listening, Zhou Botong scratched his head and then asked, "How much silver did you bring to the 'Huashan Sword Tournament' today?"
Ma Yu replied, "I brought a total of 20,000 taels of silver."
"Twenty thousand taels?" Zhou Botong was astonished. "That's only enough to buy two hundred boxed meals, far less than the old monk's two thousand!"
Qiu Chuji said, "To be honest, Uncle-Master, this 20,000 taels of silver...it was borrowed!"
Zhou Botong pointed at Ma Yu and angrily scolded, "You actually borrowed money from others! The Quanzhen Sect, once a great and powerful organization, has been ruined by you!"
Ma Yu smiled wryly, "Uncle-Master is right! This disciple is incompetent!"
Zhou Botong snorted, his eyes darting around, and said to Ma Yu.
"You've already learned how to borrow money, why not borrow even more and buy three thousand boxed meals!"
“Uncle-Master…you…you…” Ma Yu was dumbfounded.
Qiu Chuji looked displeased, as if he was about to swear.
Li Huan couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Oh, you old rascal! If you were even a little more mature, you wouldn't say such childish things.
Zhou Botong raised his head and shouted, "Who has the most silver? Lend it to the Quanzhen Sect! We'll repay you double in the future!"
"Uncle-Master!" Sun Bu'er hurriedly stopped Zhou Botong, "Please calm down, Uncle-Master! Don't fight!"
The old rascal not only argues, but also acts foolishly.
Double the repayment? That would bankrupt the Quanzhen Sect; even selling Chongyang Palace wouldn't be enough to pay it back!
Zhou Botong said, "How am I being stubborn? Borrowing money to buy boxed lunches not only shows the generosity of the Quanzhen Sect, but also helps the refugees in the north, and supports Li Huan—a win-win-win situation!"
Holy crap, this old rascal is displaying wisdom in his childishness, making borrowing money sound so elegant and refined.
Taoist priests Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, Hao Datong, and Sun Bu'er looked extremely embarrassed.
The disciples of the Quanzhen School also lowered their heads in shame.
"Amitabha!"
Master Yideng said, "This old monk is willing to lend money to help the Quanzhen Sect buy three thousand boxed meals."
Zhou Botong hurriedly asked, "Is this true?"
Master Yideng smiled calmly: "A monk does not lie."
Zhou Botong exclaimed excitedly, "Old monk, you lent money to the Quanzhen Sect on your own initiative, and I didn't ask you for it! Hehe, now we can buy three thousand boxed lunches, surpassing you! Surpassing you!"
Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji, and others were collectively speechless.
Master Yideng said to Li Huan, "I would like to trouble Alliance Leader Li to provide the Quanzhen Sect with three thousand boxed meals first! Afterwards, I will send someone to deliver three hundred thousand taels of silver to Xiangyang City and hand it over to Alliance Leader Li!"
Li Huan deliberately asked, "Master, are you going to buy from me on credit to help the Quanzhen Sect?"
Master Yideng said, "The matter happened suddenly, and I hope Alliance Leader Li can understand."
Li Huan said, "Master just bought two thousand boxed meals. He's my VIP customer. Since you've asked to pay on credit, I'll definitely give you face!"
Zhou Botong hurriedly asked, "What kind of fart is 'Wei Ai Pi'?"
Li Huan almost burst out laughing, and explained in a serious tone: "VIP, it's not a fart, it's a title for distinguished customers!"
Zhou Botong, who didn't understand the meaning of English, quickly said, "I want to be a Viagra customer too!"
Li Huan laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I officially declare that Zhou Botong is my VIP client!"
Zhou Botong was finally satisfied. He put his hands on his hips and ordered, "Later, take three thousand boxed meals and give them to the poor people of Mount Hua so they can fill their stomachs!"
"Yes, sir!" Yin Zhiping replied.
Li Huan looked at Yin Zhiping and suddenly asked, "Master Qiu, did your beloved disciple Yin Zhiping fight bravely against the enemy last year?"
Master Qiu said, "Yin Zhiping rushed to Xiangyang City and fought alongside me, earning great merit."
Li Huan instructed Yin Zhiping: "Don't be arrogant about your small achievements. You will continue to fight the enemy and defend Xiangyang this year!"
Yin Zhiping dared not look directly at Li Huan: "Please rest assured, Alliance Leader Li, I will fight bravely and fulfill my mission!"
Li Huan then looked at Xiaolongnu and saw that her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
When Xiaolongnu met Li Huan's gaze, her face flushed slightly...
Li Huan said no more and instructed Huang Rong, Yang Guo, Li Fu, and Guo Jing to help sell boxed lunches and collect money.
How could the "caring fairy" Li Mochou miss the opportunity to curry favor?
She was quick and efficient, helping with chores and trying to please her master.
Half an hour later, the boxed meals were sold out.
Li Huan earned a total of over 800,000 taels of silver!
People held their boxed lunches, squatting under trees or sitting on rocks, eating and drinking while chatting and laughing, creating a lively atmosphere.
Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream rang out.
Darba brandished his golden pestle and struck the Mongol warriors fiercely.
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