Chapter 232

Linghe is loveless there, but the mood is surging.

Monsoon smoke has absorbed more than half of the things retrieved from other people in Jijia. Seeing that there is a shortage of goods, there is a growing interest in sweeping up. The prosperous emperors are not remote Jicheng. The crafts that can be seen everywhere are enough to make monsoon smoke obtain more aura.

Monsoon smoke shopping completely does not look at the appearance, style, material, just look at a little - Aura!

As long as the spirit is rich, even if it is to break the stone quickly, she will!

After monsoon smoke swept the whole street of East DIDU street, she finally stopped Yang Jian's carriage.

Linghe, who had been pushed by a cart of things to jump down from the window, was relieved and wanted to cry and look at the monsoon smoke that finally stopped.

"Miss Almost Let's not Go back first? " Linghe's voice is faintly crying.

The eyebrows of monsoon smoke are slightly wrinkled, she suddenly looks up to Ling He, rather distressed way: "No."

"Ah?" Linghe is slightly stunned.

What's up?

"BRICs No more. " The monsoon smoke touched the place where the gold bricks were originally stored in the soul jade of the space, and it was completely empty, with a real expression Depression.

“……” Linghe almost didn't take a breath of blood!

Feelings, the reason why the monsoon smoke will stop the crazy sweeping is not that she is satisfied, but No money?!

Ling he couldn't help wiping his cold sweat, glancing at the full stack of things in the car and swallowing the water channel: "Miss, today Indeed Bought a lot of... "

When he saw it, the monsoon smoke would be worth less than a few hundred gold bricks. The money added up would be enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for three generations.

"Not enough." The monsoon smoke curled its mouth.

Ling he felt that he was really going to faint.

"By the way, brother Ling, is there a place like an auction house?" Monsoon smoke Eye Bead son a turn, suddenly smile to open a way.

"Little Miss What do you want? " Ling He's eyes widened involuntarily.

Monsoon smoke clapped the box baby brought from Jicheng.

"Of course, I sold them for money."

The tone of the monsoon smoke was a natural one, but it almost didn't let Linghe spit blood directly when it was introduced into Linghe's ear.

"Miss, although there are many things in the capital, they are not bad, but The things given by young master Gong are better... " Linghe covered his chest with pain and was kind enough to remind monsoon smoke.

The things that monsoon smoke bought today, though of great value, are still bought with money. But the treasures that he bought from Gong Zhengyu are good things that he can't buy with money.

To kill Ling He, he could not imagine that his young lady was so crazy that she would rather sell the best products than buy a pair of excellent ones!

"I don't need it anyway, elder brother Ling. Do you have it?" The monsoon smoke shrugs to show that it doesn't matter.

Ling he wanted to cry. For the first time, he found that his young lady was such a lunatic!

You know you can't use it, so you still buy so much!

However, Linghe's full of grief can only swallow in his stomach, looking at the smiling face of the monsoon smoke, he just trembled and said: "auction houses and the like There is On the east side of the capital...... "

Linghe's voice has just landed, and the monsoon smoke faces Yang Jian's sidewalk outside the car: "Yang Jian, east side!"