Chapter Eighty-Seven: Money and Paper

"You want to care?" Xiao Qianrou glared at him and said. The guard Xiao Liu has been following Xiao Xinghua for more than 20 years, so the Xiao family basically treats him as family. And the guards are not as statusless as nannies, and they can basically joke with the people of the Xiao family.

Xiao Fei had a smug smile on his face. Seeing that Xiao Qianrou hated him but couldn't help him, he felt funny.

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"Little brother, I'm done!" At this moment, Xiao Xinghua changed into a brand-new Tang costume and walked out, and said excitedly.

"Grandpa, you...... All right!? Seeing Xiao Xinghua walking out, his face was full of red light, full of energy, as if he was not sick at all, Xiao Qianrou couldn't help but be surprised and said. In the past, Xiao Xinghua was like a rotten tree that was about to rot, but now it is an old tree that sprouts new shoots.

"Yes, all the toxins in my body have been removed." Xiao Xinghua also said excitedly, "This is thanks to the little brother." ”

The effect of the pill that Xiao Fei gave him was simply shocking to him. Not only did it help him get rid of all the toxins, but it also made his body show signs of rejuvenation. After removing the toxins, he will be able to cure liver cancer with qigong, and he will be able to live at least ten more years if he regenerates his life.

He had never heard of such a miraculous elixir. In his mind, he felt that even the previous grandmasters might not be able to refine such an elixir.

"Your skin has also gotten better." Xiao Qianrou walked over, stroked her grandfather's face and said. In the past, the skin on the old man's face was like the bark of an old tree, but now it is like the skin of a young man.

"Old man, if you take my pill, you will become younger." Xiao Fei said.

"yes, I think I'm a lot younger, too." Xiao Xinghua said, as if he was ten years younger.

"A lot of your hair turns from white to black, beware of rejuvenating and turning into a child!" Xiao Fei said,

"Hehe, brother said he laughed." Xiao Xinghua said that his pale white hair has indeed turned gray, but it is impossible to rejuvenate himself. Unless Xiao Fei gives him more elixir to eat. In the past, there was an old man named Peng Zu in Huaxia, who lived for more than 800 years because he often took the elixir.

Xiao Fei felt that it was good that the old man had become younger, and he couldn't play with a gray-haired old man.

"Grandpa, congratulations!" Xiao Qianrou said with tears in her eyes, "Just don't be too young, because you are often unreliable." Your mental age is too young, and if you get younger, you're a real old urchin. ”

"Okay, you girl, you dare to say that grandpa is unreliable? Didn't I just make friends with a little monk? Xiao Xinghua said angrily.

Seeing that Xiao Xinghua was in good spirits, Xiao Liu was also happy for him. In the past, when he was on the battlefield, this general was eclectic.

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"Little mage, I'm so lucky to be a brother with you." Xiao Xinghua grabbed Xiao Fei's hand as if he was grabbing a treasure and said. Then he turned to Xiao Qianrou and a few others, "In the future, you must respect him as much as you respect me, because he and I are indistinguishable from each other!" ”

"Uh, old man!" However, Xiao Fei broke free of his hand with dissatisfaction and said, "You are so affectionate to me now, is it because you don't have enough money in your pocket and don't want to pay?" Let me tell you, my brother still settles the account, and the money you promised cannot be less.

"Of course not, of course not!" The old man said hurriedly. Turning his head to Xiao Qianrou, he instructed, "Girl, give the money to your little grandfather." ”

"Humph! I know that I want money. Xiao Qianrou glared at Xiao Fei hatefully, took out a checkbook and pen, and prepared to write a check for him.

"I don't want a check, I want cash!" Xiao Fei said, "Checks are troublesome to use, and who knows if your checks are fake?" ”

"How dare you suspect that my check is fake?" Xiao Qianrou suddenly became angry, "Also, you don't want a check to ask for cash, so much cash, can you take it?" "If it's 20 million in cash, it's estimated that half of the room will be piled up.

"It's only two thousand yuan, why can't you take it?" Xiao Fei patted his pocket, "My cloth bag can be easily fitted." In fact, his cloth bag is a Qiankun cloth bag, not to mention 20 million, that is, 200 billion is loaded, but Xiao Fei and Xiao Qianrou don't know about this matter.

"Two thousand...... Yuan? Xiao Qianrou was stunned.

And Xiao Xinghua, Xiao Liu and the others were also stunned in place, they wondered if they had heard it wrong, or if the great master was joking.

From the beginning, they all thought that Xiao Fei wanted 20 million, and Xiao Qianrou also prepared according to this price. She never thought that Xiao Fei was talking about the real two thousand yuan, and it was not reasonable to only charge two thousand. However, now Xiao Fei just said it, all he wanted was two thousand.

Transactions between the rich generally omit the swastika, and that's what they thought at first. No one could have imagined that the little monk didn't omit the 10,000 words at all, and the 2,000 he said was the real 2,000 yuan.

Things changed so suddenly that they couldn't come back to their senses.

"Little brother, you...... Really just take me...... Two thousand? Xiao Xinghua walked over, stared at him and asked.

"yes, two thousand." Xiao Fei said, "I've done so many things for you, two thousand yuan shouldn't be too expensive." ”

"Humph! Engaging in such a big battle, it turns out to be this kind of virtue! Two thousand dollars, you're worth the price! Xiao Qianrou felt a little happy to take revenge, "I also called the company's finance and asked her to prepare 20 million, it turns out that I think highly of him, this is an authentic hillbilly."

And Xiao Xinghua was also a little unconvinced, and asked: "Little brother, let me ask you, did you just go down the mountain as Yicheng?" ”

"yes." Xiao Fei replied honestly, "I used to be a monk in Lingjue Temple, and it has been less than ten days since I came to Huadu. ”

"I see." The old man nodded, he finally understood, although the little monk was a strong grandmaster, he was very young and had just come down from the mountain, and he didn't understand the rules of city life. Turning his head to Xiao Qianrou, he said, "Girl, give you the cash to your little grandfather!" ”

"How much?" Xiao Qianrou looked at Xiao Xinghua with inquiring eyes.

"Two thousand, of course?" Xiao Xinghua said.

"Humph! A hillbilly, just two thousand dollars, see what he looks like? Xiao Qianrou said disdainfully.

"You know what?" Xiao Xinghua reprimanded, "What's the use of making more money you make, money is paper in the hands of you people." In the hands of the little brother, that's the real money. Xiao Xinghua didn't give Xiao Fei a lot of money, and he also had his considerations.