[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 174 [English]

Chapter 174 Master’s Tips

Although Feihua Island is poor, the head of the big household obviously has a good way of making money and lives a very prosperous life.

She wears a bat pattern sprinkled with gold silk satin jacket, and a top-quality snow gauze coat made by Kunlun Texue Palace. Her long black and white hair is tied up very smoothly and tightly, with hairpins full of jade beads. Her eyebrows are thickened with high-quality snails, she is smeared with powder, and her lips are reddish.There is a circle of warm pearl chain around her neck, and two bright golden earrings are hung in her ears, inlaid with rubies as big as pigeon eggs, which pull heavily on her ear flaps.

She is a woman over fifty years old, her youth is long gone, her figure is slightly bloated, and her face is covered with wrinkles. It would be fine if she deliberately dressed up, but she obviously thinks that the more luxurious things she wears on her body, the more beautiful she will be, so she sinks into this pile of sparkling pearls, like an old turtle in red and green.

The old turtle owns half of the entire Feihua Island. When she speaks, the village chief does not dare to say a word.

At this moment, the sun was rising, and Shi Shiran, an old turtle with red flowers and green leaves, came to the square, sat in the red rosewood bat deer Taishi chair that had been prepared for her, and looked at the refugees from Linyi.

“Why did you just accept it?” She rolled up her heavy and greasy eyelids and gave the village chief a sly look, “I didn’t even pay any silver, so why did I give them a house to live in? Where’s the food? How much did you eat?”

“I didn’t eat much…it was all leftovers from the villagers’ homes that they couldn’t eat anymore,” the village chief muttered.

The old turtle snorted tenderly and said, “You have to pay for it. Aren’t all these rice and wheat grown on my land, Sanniang? This year’s harvest was not good, so I opened a warehouse to provide relief to each household on the island with ten kilograms of barley flour and a pot of oil. It doesn’t matter if I feed you, we are all our own people, but I’m afraid it’s not good for you to use Sanniang’s and my food to help the refugees in Linyi, right?”

“Sanniang is right.” The village chief said with an apologetic smile, “But look, these little girls and old men are so pitiful in the cold weather. You have a Bodhisattva heart, so just forget it.”

The old turtle glared: “How can we forget it? Money, it’s all money.”

Village chief: “…”

“How much food did each family give to you?” asked the old turtle, “I just asked you to keep accounts, have you recorded them?”

The village chief had no choice but to say: “Forget it, I’ve sorted it out.” As he said this, he handed a pamphlet to the old turtle Sun Sanniang. Sun Sanniang raised her hand and on her right wrist alone, she wore nine colorful bracelets, gold, silver, jade, and various gemstones, which almost covered half of her forearm.

“Yeah.” sheAfter reading it lazily, he took a box of account books, counted them with his fingers, and said, “You guys are pigs. You are really good at eating. In just a short while, you actually ate twenty-six steamed buns on the island. Our steamed buns are so big that I can’t charge you ninety silver.”In addition, I drank half a tank of fresh water, which I brought back from Linyi.Linyi sold me three gold and one tank, so I had to factor in the travel expenses and sell it back to you for four gold and one tank. The half tank is two gold, and the total is two gold and ninety silver.”

The kind-faced woman trembled when her name was called and quickly raised her head: “Ah, Third Lady.”

Sun Sanniang said with a smile: “Your steamed buns are the most delicious. When you make noodles, there is pork suet in them, so you have to settle the score.”

“This…steamed ten steamed buns are only a pea-sized piece of lard. How can this be included?”

“Why is it so hard to calculate? Ten steamed buns are as big as a pea and a grain of lard is converted into one. I charge one copper, which is not excessive.”

“…”

“This works out to two gold, ninety silver and one copper.” Sun Sanniang said, “In addition, you slept in the house on my land. Although the house is not mine, the land is mine. You slept for half an hour in total. The cost for half an hour is seventy coppers per person.”

As she said this, she turned around and asked the steward next to her: “How many people are there in total?”

“Back to Sanniang, there are forty-nine in total.”

“No, didn’t I say fifty-one before? Are there two more?”

Before he finished speaking, a gloomy voice was suddenly heard saying:

“Here.”

Although Chu Wanning is not wearing a white shirt, but a darker moon-white robe, he still has a flow of energy and a breath of frost and snow. In a pair of slightly raised eyes, the pupils are clear, but cold and arrogant, like a sharp bayonet unsheathed.

Sun Sanniang is an ordinary person, but she is not afraid when she sees the monks.

She has been making a living for most of her life. Although she is picky and has to spend every penny, she does not commit any crime and is disgusting with others.

So she said calmly: “It turns out he is an immortal king. No wonder he doesn’t have to sleep. You rescued these people, right? They came just in time. Be quick and give them the money.”

The village chief whispered: “Sanniang, these two are not from the Confucianism Sect, they are immortal kings at the top of life and death. You don’t have to be like this…”

“I don’t care which sect it is, I recognize money but not people.”

Chu Wanning glanced at the refugees who were huddled together and shivering with cold. He raised his hand and dropped a golden-red barrier to dispel the cold. Then he turned around and said, “How much do you want?”

“Two gold, ninety-three silver, four hundred and thirty bronze.”

Although Sun Sanniang is disgusting, they have nowhere else to go at this time. Chu Wanning knows that if he offends her, he will implicate the group of people he brought. Therefore, although his face is extremely bad, he still takes out the money bag from the Qiankun bag and throws it to her.

“There are about eighty gold in it.” Most of his money is left with Xue Zhengyong. Now he really doesn’t have much money left. “We are going to stay for about seven days. You can count and see if it is enough.”

“Not enough.”

How could Sun Sanniang do it herself, hand the money bag to her subordinates, and let her subordinates count them beside her.

“Eighty gold is only enough for you to live for three days at most, and that doesn’t include food.”

“You-!”

“If Immortal Lord is not convinced, I can settle the account with you in detail. Businessmen know how to calculate money, and I can tell you the reason for every transaction.”

At this time, Mo Ran also came, and he didn’t have much money with him. Together with Chu Wanning, it was barely enough for fifty-two people to eat and live for four days.

Sun Sanniang calmed down and smiled with bright red lips: “I will keep you for four days. After four days, if there is no money, I will not care whether the fire is extinguished or not. You all have to leave immediately.”

In order to save money, Chu Wanning did not eat that night. He threw the sound transmission begonia into the river and sea, tried to get in touch with Xue Zhengyong, and then returned to his temporary cabin.

This house is simpler than the one I lived in when I was busy farming in Yuliang Village. Since there are not many vacancies on the island, everyone needs to squeeze in. Chu Wanning is not used to sharing a room with strangers, so he can only sleep with Mo Ran.

At this moment, the lights in the shabby room are on, but Mo Ranren is not there, and he doesn’t know where he went.

Chu night Ning took off his outer robe. Although the robe was luxurious, the material was no better than the white clothes he wore in the past. It was stained with ashes from the calamity fire and blood stains.He poured a bucket of hot water and was about to start cleaning it when the door opened.

Allen Chu raised his eyelids and glanced at he: “Where did you go? Come back so late.”

Mo Ran entered the house and brought back a bamboo lunch box. It was windy outside and it was very cold, so he put the lunch box in his arms, raised his eyes, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, and said with a smile: “I’m going to Sanniang’s house to beg for food.”

Allen Chu was stunned: “Are you going to beg for food?”

“Just kidding.” Mo Ran said, “I brought some food back.”

“What to eat?”

“Steamed buns.” Mo Ran was a little embarrassed, “There is also a bowl of fish soup and a bowl of braised pork, but unfortunately there is no dessert. That Sun Sanniang kept a close eye on her, and everyone in the village was afraid of her. No one dared to give me anything more, so I went to her house to find her, and exchanged it with her for a silver dagger I brought with me.”

Chu Wanning frowned and said: “She is too black-hearted. I know your silver dagger, and it has spiritual stones embedded in it. Why did you change it to something like this?”

“It’s more than that. I bargained with her and exchanged fifty-two portions. Everyone has it. Look at the kitchen and send it out.” Mo Ran said with a smile, “So master, you don’t have to worry about others, just eat all these obediently.”

Chu nightning was really hungry. He sat at the table and drank several mouthfuls of hot fish soup. Then he picked up the steamed buns and started to eat the braised pork.Sun Sanniang was stingy and didn’t give much meat, and most of it was very fatty. Chu Wanning didn’t like to eat it, but the steamed buns dipped in broth tasted good. He gnawed one, and then gnawed the second one.

Mo Ran glanced at the steaming bucket and asked, “Master, are you going to wash clothes?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s just a robe, let me wash it for Master.”

“No, I’ll go by myself.”

Mo Ran said: “It’s okay, I just want to wash it, just by the way.”

As he spoke, he went to the bed to pick up a few pieces of clothing that he had thrown away earlier, and then walked out carrying the bucket.

The moonlight in the courtyard was bright, and Mo Ran looked up and looked up, wondering how Xue Meng and his uncles were doing, and where Ye Wangxi and Nangong Si were now.Looking at the calamity fire on the other side of the sea, it is still rolling like a blood tide, day and night, burning smoke rising into the sky.

Song Qiutong, and… that person.

The person he hated so much in his previous life that he slaughtered the entire Confucian sect for him.

I’m afraid they’ve all perished in the flames.

The ink burned and sighed, no longer thinking about it.He put down the bucket, mixed some cold water in the water tank, rolled up his sleeves and started washing clothes.

This guy Chu Wanning is very methodical and meticulous whether he is making mechas or writing scrolls, but once he is asked to do some laundry and cooking, it is always a mess.

For example, before Mo Ran completely immerses his clothes in the water, he will habitually check the Qiankun bag and the secret bag to prevent anything important from getting into the water, but Chu Wanning often does not remember to do this step.

“…………”

Facing the pile of bits and pieces taken out of Chu Wanning’s robe, Mo Ran fell into silence.

What are these?

Begonia handkerchief.

Okay, pretty normal.

Various elixirs.

There’s nothing wrong with it either.

A handful of sugar…

Mo Ran was speechless. He looked carefully and saw that it was still the lactose he bought for him when he was in Yuliang Village.

Haven’t finished eating yet?

Scroll down further and Mo Ran was startled.

…detonating charm?

Mo Ran’s face turned blue, and he was almost horrified as he held up the wet talisman paper that was half soaked in water.

How generous is Chu Wanning’s heart?Can the detonating talisman be carried directly on the body without any restrictions?Although the possibility of self-destruction is slim, it is too dangerous. Are you kidding me?

Mo Ran frowned, and hurriedly checked He’s clothes again, and cleared out all the detonating talisman, freezing talisman, and soul-suppressing talisman, and found that the rising dragon talisman with the little dragon was also carelessly left in it by Chu Wanning.

If you don’t even look at it, all these talismans will be wasted, and a large part of them will be useless. Chu Wanning is really…

Mo Ran shook his head helplessly and secretly thought that in the future, Master’s clothes must not be washed by himself.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly a small, pinkish-white thing slipped out of the hidden bag.Mo Ranhun didn’t care, thinking it was some magic charm or something like that, so he picked it up and glanced at it.

At this glance, he was stunned.

It was an old brocade bag, embroidered with albizia flowers, and its petals and leaves had lost their color and were no longer as bright as before.

Somewhat confused and at a loss, he vaguely felt that this thing was very familiar, and he must have seen it somewhere before, but it had been so long that he couldn’t remember it for a while.

Mo Ran rubbed the little kit, his dark eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his eyes were flashing with uncertain light and shadow.The past events flowed by quickly one by one, and he tried to find the source of this blooming acacia in the turbulent years.

The light and cool fabric has a color that fades over time.

He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, turning it over and over, but he couldn’t remember it.He was worried that there was something dangerous like a “detonating charm” inside, so he opened a hole in it and took a look.

“…”

It’s a strand of hair.

No, if you look closely, there are actually two strands.

Tie together, twist together, a dragnet and a tight net.In the time that passed in a hurry, they have been entwined and accompanied each other. At first glance, they thought they were a bunch. In fact, these two strands of ink have been inseparable.

“Hair?”

The ink burned in confusion, and a little light flashed in front of his eyes.

he murmured: “The brocade bag…the Acacia brocade bag…”

Suddenly, he remembered a past event.Then that thing exploded in his heart like a flame, burning his chest.He’s eyes instantly widened in shock.

Ghost MC.

he remembered.

The golden boy and the beautiful girl Cai Die reunited and made a cup together, wedded and swore an oath to become an alliance – he remembered…

From then on, the two lonely souls accompanied each other, and they were never separated from each other.

he…remembered.

he remembered!!

In front of the host of Cai Die Zhengui, when he and Chu Wan Ningming got married, the two strands of hair that the golden boy and girl cut for them were put into the Acacia brocade bag and handed over to Chu Wanning.

This is the tip.

“How come?”

Mo Ran’s head was buzzing, his blood was surging, and he was confused for a moment.

“How is it possible…”

He is holding this kit tightly, his hands are shaking slightly, his eyes are dancing with longing and light, shining with surprise, shock, disbelief, bewilderment, ecstasy and even sadness.

Master…Chu Wanning…

He, he why…why do you want to keep this?

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Gouzi for getting the important prop [Acacia Kit] x1

System prompts:

[Acacia brocade bag] dropped from the ghost master’s dreamland, embroidered with acacia flowers. Because of the lapse of many years, the color of the pattern has become a little faded.There is a strand of…no, two strands of hair in it.Allen Chu kept it on him, not knowing why.

Player [Ink Burning] can gain 100 courage points by using this item.

Other he players have no effect when using it.

Today’s small theater is still provided by gay friend Ali 23333

Gay friends: Ergouzi and Baimao can be called the Monroe combination.

Me: Why?

Gay friend: Chu Wanning drives by dreaming, and Mo Ran drives by masturbating.Dream, dream, dream.Are you talking about the Monroe group? (Roll your eyes.jpg)