Chapter 1306

When she got up the next morning to make the bed, she found a black bag under the pillow. Liu opened it and saw that it was silver and copper.

To her husband, Da Zhu said: "Yueer girl should have left all her money to us."

Liu's heart jumped and asked:

"how to say?"

Dazhu was a little embarrassed and said:

"since I pawned the jade bracelet last time, I secretly wrote down every flower of Yueer girl."

"Besides, when I buy meat later, she has to give me money to buy it. When I buy it, I will return the rest to her. I can basically know all her expenses."

After thinking about it, he explained:

"of course, I don't care about her money, just..."

He didn't know what he was remembering, he couldn't tell.

Liu said in shock:

"so Yueer has no money at all!"

Dazhu clapped his hands and said, "yes."

"Why didn't you find out yesterday? If you find out, you can catch up with her!"

"Now Ah

Two people in the heart taste myriad, after all, the moon girl is their noble.

He didn't feel happy because he got the money left by Meng Li, but he felt guilty.

Yuer has given them enough, that is, the skill is something they can't fight for all their lives.

But money is really a good thing, with this money, at least can buy something.

It can also be reserved for emergency. The two people look at each other for a long time, and there is no one to take care of. They hide in the room and are too uncomfortable to get up to practice martial arts.

In fact, they think less and don't feel that Meng Li's doing this is a way to end this kindness.

I can come back in the future, but I won't come back.

Even if you don't come back, you'll be worthy of it.

At that time, the client will come back, because these are her experiences in Mengli, so the client will not have a deep impression on the family, let alone talk about it.

The world is full of banquets. When fate begins, it means it ends.

In particular, Meng Li, the consignor, shuttles through all kinds of worlds. After staying in one world for several years or ten years, there are many passers-by in a hurry, and there are many warm and happy times, but how dare he put his mind around.

Just like the late star who was raised by Meng Li from childhood, he has been together for so many years and has a good relationship with his apprentices.

But after parting, Meng Li also put aside her memory, and seldom thought about it, so as not to increase her worry.

Goodbye opportunity is also slim, so do not look forward to.

Meng left for a walk. He had no money in his hand and could not stay. So he found a broken temple to live in.

I found some wild fruits to eat at will. There are nutrients in my belly, but I still want to eat something to pass the time.

If you want to walk outside, some silver in your hand is really much better. You have to make some money in your hand.

Meng Li didn't have much else in his hand. At the beginning, he bought a lot of all kinds of skills to create his own. He might get the plane of cultivating truth, which is not very precious. But in this plane, it can be said that choosing any one skill is a rare good skill.

And if the world wants to evolve and improve its power system, it must have more powerful skills.

So Meng Li found an auction house to sell a Book of Kung Fu first.

I always meet people who know what to do. I find a few companies that are willing to do my best. The boss's eyes are bright when he looks at Gongfa, and he doesn't look down on Meng Li because of her simple clothes.

In fact, it's not easy for mature and modest businessmen to show this kind of vision.

Such a rare skill must be well operated.

The boss asked Meng Li:

"girls are willing to spend more time waiting. The harvest is always extraordinary."

"In fact, it won't take long, a few days, ten days at most."

Meng Li thought and nodded.

This skill was talked about by the boss. Many people heard it. Most of them were martial arts practitioners. Unexpectedly, many sects also sent people here.

Meng Li picks eyebrows. Is the boss blowing too much?

Big swindle.

On the day of the auction, the private rooms were full, and there were too many people in the lobby. Because the stools occupied space, they were all removed.

People can only stand in the lobby, and the boss realizes that he has been boasting too much?

However, this skill is by no means an ordinary one. Generally, people with the same level of skill are hiding it. As an exclusive secret learning, they never spread it to others.

So why not?

Meng Li is sitting in a private room. She is not plain now. When her boss asked her to wait for ten days, she confessed that she was short of money, and the boss gave her a deposit.

I bought two good clothes and made some jewelry. If I can wear them well and use them well, why do I deliberately make a poor appearance?Listening to the noise in the auction house, Meng Li closes his eyes to nourish his spirit.

"Get up, let..."

A group of people came in, pushed away the people piled in the lobby one by one and pushed out a road.

Most of the lobbies are people of the Jianghu. They have so many skills that they usually don't get bullied easily. Most of them plan to go back and talk about who is so overbearing.

But when I look back, I feel that I've been suffocating.

Wu Jue was surrounded by his servants and looked arrogant. When the auction house boy saw that the God of plague was coming, his scalp was numb and he was fighting for the boss.

But the owner of the store just went to the box to meet the old customer, not here.

The boy had to put on his head. With a crying smile on his face, he crowded in front of Wu Jue and said:

"Master Wu, you are coming..."

"Come on, prepare a private room for me." Wu Jue glanced at the boy and said haughtily.

The boy was embarrassed: "this..."

"Hi...!" He said: "it's my fault that I didn't do things properly. I don't know Master Wu came here today and didn't prepare a private room for him in advance."

Wu Jue's face became ugly, and the servant next to him said to him:

"don't you go to prepare soon?"

"We shaozongmen blame it. Can you afford it?"

The boy stepped back, looking a little scared and hesitant, and finally said very weakly:

"there is no private room."

"I don't care. Can't we ask our shaozongmen to stay in this hall? Is that how you treat people? " Wu Jue's valet said again.

The coldness and arrogance in his eyes were even more than Wu Jue's, and he looked at the hall with disdain. These are all not decent people. How can they sit with their childe?

The little boy shivered for a moment and had nothing to say.

Before that, someone went to the boss in a hurry. The boss heard that Wu Jue was coming, and his face was bitter. He quickly dealt with the people in front of him and rushed downstairs.

Far away, he called to Wu Jue:

"young master Wu, please come here and make this place shine!"