Chapter 39

"What's going on?" Bai Piao got up and frowned.

"Come and see, miss. That damn mortal stole your book." Mao Mao shouted.

"What?"

White fluttering, cold complexion, a threatening momentum scattered from the body, the pretty body turned into a residual shadow, and came to the front of the house in an instant.

The door opened.

They walked towards the bed.

Sure enough, at the head of the bed, there was a dream of Red Mansions.

Seeing this, the chill on her beautiful white face became more intense, and there was a trace of killing in her momentum, as if her favorite baby had been defiled.

"No."

But the next moment, she found something wrong. She swept away and returned to her boudoir. When she came back, she held another dream of Red Mansions in her hand.

"Ah, miss, two dreams of Red Mansions, is this?"

Mao Mao looked at the dream of Red Mansions in Bai Piao's hand and suddenly opened his small mouth.

"We misunderstood Mr. Yi." Bai Piao put away the chill on his face and compared the two dreams of Red Mansions one by one. Suddenly, he also found that the two dreams of red mansions were different in their old and new degrees.

"It seems that this dream of Red Mansions was left by childe Yi." Bai Piao was pleasantly surprised: "it turned out that childe Yi also read this book."

"But didn't he say he didn't read last night?" Mao Mao asked suspiciously.

Bai Piao nodded. She was also confused. She whispered: "maybe it's childe Yi. It's hard to tell!"

"Oh."

Mao Mao nodded.

"Unexpectedly, young master Yi, as a mortal, has so much in common with me." She gently stroked the two books, also remembered the mortal man who invited the moon with wine last night, and quietly explained: "Maomao, keep the childe's dream of Red Mansions, and return it to him when the childe comes next time."

"OK." Maomao hurriedly took over the dream of Red Mansions, looked at Bai Piao and said, "Miss, look at your appearance, don't you really think about the mortal last night?"

Bai Piao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"How could it?"

"Although he is talented, he is still far from everyone who has a dream of Red Mansions and supreme treasures. I only have a lot in common with him. Besides, he is just a mortal."

"Oh, all right!"

Mao Mao nodded. She didn't understand her young lady, so she hurriedly said, "then I'll send a letter and find the everyone you said as soon as possible..."

……

The mountain road is rugged.

After bumping in the mountains for two days, Yi Feng finally collected the herbs he needed.

Of course, in addition to what Zhong Qing needed, Yi Feng also collected a lot of others. In general, it was full of harvest.

After several days of running, I finally rushed back to the martial arts school.

Zhong Qing's condition didn't improve. On the contrary, it was more serious. Yi Feng couldn't take a rest, so he quickly decocted medicine for Zhong Qing.

After drinking the medicine, Zhong Qing's feverish legs lost a lot. Yi Feng was relieved.

"Is Mr. Yi there?"

But as soon as I sat down, there was a cry outside the door.

When Yi Feng walked out of the door, he found that it was the housekeeper of Baofeng chamber of Commerce. When the housekeeper saw Yi Feng and his respect, not to mention the respect of President Yin Xiong and Luo Lanxue for Yi Feng, the benefits of Yi Feng's book to Baofeng chamber of Commerce deserve him.

"Oh, it's you. What can I do for you?" Yi Feng asked with a slightly tired face.

"Mr. Yi, I'm here to give you the share money for selling books." The housekeeper said respectfully, then took out an exclusive card of Baofeng chamber of Commerce from his arms and handed it to Yi Feng.

"Sir, there are 100000 gold coins divided last month. Because I'm afraid it's difficult for you to deposit, you can go to our chamber of Commerce to withdraw money at any time with your VIP card. Of course, every month in the future, we will count the monthly share for Mr. Zhang, and all the money will be a lot of cards in Mr. Zhang. "

Although he knew that they should have come to talk about books, when he heard the number, Yi Feng was still stunned and asked, "how much do you say? One hundred thousand? "

Listening to Yi Feng's question, the housekeeper nodded, but his heart was a little sudden.

Is it too little, sir?

But he didn't dare to talk, so he quickly left and went back to report to the chamber of Commerce.

When the housekeeper left, Yi Feng calmed down and looked at the card in his hand.

For a moment, he laughed.

He just wanted to subsidize his family, but he never wanted to write a book and become a God. At this time, 100000 gold coins came in, which was enough for him to use for many years.

And what's more incredible is that it's only a month!

It's beautiful

He walked back to the martial arts school with joy on his face, but as soon as he turned around, another cry came from behind: "Master Yi."

Looking back, I found that Mao Lin of Pingjiang chamber of Commerce came with two people smiling.

"Chairman Mao."

Yi Feng frowned slightly, but still nodded politely, "I don't know what President Mao wants to find me?"

"Cough."

Mao Lin coughed awkwardly twice, then smiled and said, "Master Yi, to be honest, I just want to apologize to you for the last time."

Then he waved his palm.

Behind them, they opened the box and revealed golden gold coins.

"A thousand gold coins, please accept it."

Mao Lin waved his hand and smiled with pride. At the same time, he looked at Yi Feng meaningfully. He couldn't believe that he couldn't move Yi Feng. This is the income of ordinary people in a year.