The girl swallowed hard; this trick was just a hoax.
Making empty promises.
Force-feed.
They ate it with great relish.
Mr. Xu is really ruthless.
No merchant is honest.
Huo Xiaolong nodded blankly, already thoroughly exhausted by the old man's rambling.
"Alright, sir, I'll write it for you after I'm crowned the emperor."
"Alright, alright, when that time comes, I should give Long'er a grand salute."
"What do you mean, 'okay'? Let's talk behind closed doors. I am your granddaughter."
"No wonder that brat Xu Zheng doesn't want to go home. You're good with words and you know how to sweet-talk people."
After saying this, Master Xu opened the second small wooden box. The first box was for Long'er to exchange the plaque for the national treasury, and the second box was for the children's private savings.
"These are going into the private treasury," the old man explained.
"These are our Xiangxiang's." Master Xu placed a stack of silver notes into the little girl's hand.
Hou Xiangxiang's mouth was practically stretched to her ears; today was the richest day of her life, and she was thrilled to have earned so much money.
“This belongs to Da Ni’er. Our Ni’er will take it to open a shop.”
Da Ni'er was a little embarrassed. She had only met Master Xu twice, the first time in Jiangnan and the second time today.
The old man stuffed money into my hand the first time we met, and he did the same thing the second time.
"You've really slept with Xiumin, the king of our grasslands," the dark-skinned woman stood up, wiped her hands on her clothes a couple of times, took the money, and then said, somewhat embarrassed:
"Thanks, Uncle Ao. From now on, your family won't have to pay taxes when exchanging goods on the grasslands. I mean it, hehe."
"Yes, sir, what she said works."
Mr. Xu was amused and laughed heartily.
He's lucky enough to be called "Grandpa" by two princes in this lifetime, but when he gets to the underworld, his father will have to pour him water.
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