In the morning, everyone had breakfast early.
Shui Wuhen said goodbye to Shui Yue and left. Before leaving, he looked at the sword hanging behind the counter and the note under the sword. His face twitched again.
Several people sent Shui Wuhen away and returned to the inn.
Yin Yu, who had been silent since Shui Yue's arrival, regained his energy, handed his white hand to An Xin and said:
"I have no money, so I need to borrow money to buy silver needles and medical equipment."
An Xin was stunned:
"No, didn't I just give you 100 taels yesterday? It was all used up so quickly."
Qin Huai said with a smile:
"Yinyu did run out yesterday. When I bought the medicinal materials, I picked them carefully. Now I still owe the Dongjiekou medicinal materials merchant 10 taels of silver."
An Xin was helpless, and took out a stack of banknotes given by Old Man Tianji from his arms. He took out a 100-tael banknote from it, thought about it and put it back. He took out a 50-tael banknote and handed it over with a heartbroken look on his face. In Yinyu’s hands:
"Save it for me. If you waste money again, I won't be able to get your money back if I marry you in the future."
Yin Yu rolled his eyes at An Xin, grabbed the fifty taels of silver notes from An Xin's hand, and said to Qin Huai and Liu Ruyue:
"Sister Qin and Sister Liu, I still have to trouble you."
Qin Huai and Liu Ruyue said angrily:
"What are you talking about? How can we talk about trouble? Sister Qin and I also like to walk around."
.....
Gu Tian looked at the backs of the three people leaving and asked An Xin doubtfully:
"This disciple of the Divine Doctor Pavilion won't be interested in you, right? Childhood sweetheart?"
An Xin rolled her eyes at Gu Tian:
"It's none of your business. Go back to the East Island and be your chief island owner."
After saying that, he turned around and stepped into the inn.
Gu Tian was stunned and quickly chased into the inn, saying as he chased:
"Hey, junior brother, tell me. I'm not in a hurry to go back. I'll stay with you for two more days. And tell me what's going on with your stack of banknotes. Why don't you leave them here for safekeeping? , I’ll calculate the interest for you.”
Yin Ren and Qiu Sheng, who were walking at the end, couldn't help but twitching as they looked at these two brothers who could influence the entire world with just their words. They really couldn't understand how people who had gotten to this point could plot against each other for money.
......
In the hall, An Xin and Gu Tian were drinking tea and chatting.
It's mainly Gu Tian who speaks, so listen with peace of mind.
I don’t know where Gu Tian learned this rhetoric from, so he had to let An Xin deceive Old Man Tianji to invest the money he earned into the Dongdao Fund he had recently thought up.
As a result, An Xin kept thinking about Gu Tian's brainwashing saying "recover your money in one year and double it in two years."
Just when An Xin was about to spend money to buy An Jing.
The name "Amitabha" came from outside the inn.
An Xin and Gu Tian immediately stopped trading. He looked towards the inn door.
At this time, two monks, one fat and one thin, stood outside the gate.
The fat monk An An had just met him some time ago. The thin monk had a waxy complexion and a grimace on his face. An ill-fitting monk's robe was draped casually on his body.
The two monks stood at the door quietly waiting for An Xin's invitation.
An Xin and Gu Tian looked at each other, then pretended not to notice and drank tea by themselves.
At this time, the two monks were stunned. Do the people of Dongdao bury others like this? Although our Wudang Temple is not as powerful as your Dongdao, we are still the leaders of the Shimen in the world. Thinking about it, the fat monk said "Amitabha" in a louder voice.
He saw An Xin scratching his ears and continuing to drink tea with Gu Tian.
Seeing that the two of them had no intention of inviting the Buddha to come in, the fat monk put away the smile that had been on his lips all year round and strode into the inn.
He said to the two people who pretended not to see:
"Donor An, Donor Gu, I have brought my senior brother here to accuse me. I hope Donor An will allow me to meet your chef."
When An Xin and Gu Tian heard the fat monk's words, they put down their teacups and looked at the fat monk.
Gu Tian quickly pretended to be surprised and said:
"It turns out to be Chixiao and Chixin, the two masters of Wudang Temple. I just asked my junior brother about my daily routine, but I didn't even see the real Buddha. Master Chixin, why are you standing outside the door? It's cold outside. Come in to avoid the cold."
As he spoke, he didn't even get up and make any gesture of invitation.
When the thin monk heard Gu Tian's words, he glanced at the sky outside where the sun was shining brightly, and couldn't help but twitching in his face. But he strode into the inn without any objection.
The two monks were not polite and sat opposite Gu Tian and An Xin.
Just as the fat monk was about to speak, he heard Gu Tian say to An Xin:
"By the way, junior brother, how are you considering the Dongdao Fund I just mentioned?"
An Xin pouted and said:
"If you don't do it, your fund is not safe at all. You said there is a 10%25 chance that you will lose everything. What's the difference between this and giving you money?"
Gu Tian was silent.
When the fat monk saw that the two people had stopped talking, he was about to interrupt when he heard Gu Tian's voice coming out again:
"Junior brother, there is still a nine-tenth chance that you will make a lot of money. People in the world must bravely fight and believe in senior brother and make a fortune."
Fat Monk...MMP
