Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 241 Stuffed in Lama Temple, You Really Have It
"I... didn't I go to Lama Temple?"

"Just put one of the embroidered shoes next to the merit box over there."

The three people in the room frowned when they heard the words.

"How did you put this thing in the merit box?"

Hong Wu also wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"No...just..."

"Hi! I originally packed an envelope and wanted to stuff it in, but this embroidered shoe just couldn't fit in that opening after being crushed."

"I can only put it in the mouth below the merit box."

"Is it inside?"

"The monk in charge saw me holding a thick envelope when he came in, and it was gone when he came out, and he smiled at me."

A person with social phobia like Lu Zhu couldn't help laughing while hearing this.

Putting it below is putting it in!
The Buddha knew that he was not sure that this thing was for him.

What if it was accidentally lost?If this is touched, can it be paid off?

Lama Temple Buddha greedy ink young woman embroidered shoes?

If this headline gets out, the Buddha will lose face.

Zhou Gang almost rolled on the ground laughing, a few fingers of different lengths stretched out and lit in the void, which was extremely ridiculous.

Ning Fan also admired Hong Wu's actions.

I just said that if you encounter this kind of thing, you can try it, but I didn't expect Hong Wu to actually go there.

The key is not to spend money, but to put the embroidered shoes directly.

I really don't know how to say this.

Shaking his head slightly, he stretched out his hand.

"I'll take a look at things."

In fact, there is no need to bring it over, Ning Fan has already seen the details of the embroidered shoes at a glance.

[Embroidered shoes in the Ming Dynasty, embroidered with auspicious patterns such as lotus, lotus seeds, and peonies. The inner layer is made of cotton cloth, and the outer layer is covered with silk and satin. 】

[The tip of the shoe is soaked in the juice of stinky tofu and snail powder, which has a strong taste. 】

It's just that it's a bit too strange not to take a look at it.

When you start with something, the taste goes straight to your head.

Ning Fan waved away the strong smell in front of his eyes, and looked at Hong Wu again.

"Who did you get this thing from?"

"An old man!"

Hong Wu answered quickly when he heard the question.

"At that time, he said that it was something passed down by their ancestors, and he always wanted to keep it for their family to marry a wife, but he didn't expect it to be useless until now."

"Now I think that the antiques are worth a little money, so I came to ask the price."

"How long have you been talking?"

Ning Fan asked again, but Hong Wu pinched his fingers and calculated.

"It didn't take long, less than half an hour. I spent some time looking at things, and he asked me a lot of questions during the period."

"But it's all very small, how much is this thing worth, and told me a lot of old stories, but they are all dramas that want to increase the price."

"He also said that he has presbyopia and can't see clearly, and asked me for a needle to sew something."

"The needle was trembling, and it didn't go in after a long time."

"The old man... is quite pitiful."

"There's nothing else."

"Ah."

Ning Fan nodded, indicating that he already knew.

After thinking about it, he chuckled lightly.

"Liulichang No. [-] will be demolished for restoration of ancient buildings. Is your shop also there?"

"That's right!"

Hong Wu slapped his thigh when he heard the news, raised his hand and yelled, regardless of whether he was still on the ground.

"Master Ning, talking about this makes me even angrier!"

"It was agreed to restore the ancient building, but how can there be such a reason?"

"It's true to pay a square meter for demolition, but we have to pay for the repair and decoration costs ourselves."

"It's fine if we don't lose money, but we can still pay for it ourselves? Even the demolished alleys couldn't afford this price!"

"If you don't sign it, you will say that it is a hard task. If someone doesn't sign it, they will come to the door to find someone to make trouble, and force a few families to sign it."

"I and the people in several other shops just didn't sign, and still do business there every day, let's see what they want to do!"

Hearing this, Ning Fan thought for a few seconds.

"Is this the first business you have received these days?"

"That's right!"

Hong Wulang said.

"The old man also said that he wanted to sell this thing, but he asked all over the street and no one did business, so he could only come to my place."

"I don't believe it. In broad daylight, the world is bright and clear. Who else would dare to do this?"

"Well, well said."

"Unfortunately, I fell for it."

Ning Fan clapped his hands, with a look of indifference on his face.

"Master Ning, what do you mean?"

"That's what I mean."

Ning Fan looked at the embroidered shoes and was about to speak.

"Snapped!"

There was a muffled sound outside the house. It seemed that someone had smashed the window with a stone.

"Who?"

Lu Zhu got up and rushed out of the house, but found no one.

"Where did you come from... Damn it! Master Ning, hell!"

Lu Zhu ran back into the house in three steps at a time, pointed at the door, clenched his teeth, his face was blue, and his teeth chattered constantly.

"Master Ning, outside... there are ghosts outside!"

Zhou Gang didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, he got up and sneered.

"I said that you have a bit of ability to scare people. How can there be ghosts in broad daylight? Let me tell you..."

"Oh my god! There really are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

Zhou Gang was still sneering one second, and rolled back into the house the next second, slumped on the ground, his complexion was a little worse than Lu Zhu's, it was completely covered with a layer of gold paper.

"What can scare you like this?"

Hong Wu also stood up and walked out the door.

"I didn't even get the shoe..."

"belch!"

Hong Wu looked more ruthless, but when he came to the door, he was worse than the two of them, and he just held his breath and fainted to the ground.

Things happened to all three of them, so Ning Fan had no choice but to step forward and bow his head.

Just outside the threshold was a red embroidered shoe.

It is a pair with the one in my house, bright red, as if blood is flowing, and the lotus flower on it also looks coquettish.

Smelling it carefully, there is still a faint smell of stinky tofu and snail noodles.

Ning Fan licked his lips, picked up the red embroidered shoes back into the house, and asked Lu Zhu to wake up Hong Wu.

Two red embroidered shoes were placed in front of them, and the smell lingered in the nostrils. Everyone was too shocked to speak, and could only speak in trembling panic.

"Master Ning, this...what is going on?"

"Didn't this thing be put in Lama Temple? How did it come back? How could it appear here!"

Hong Wu was also shocked.

"I... this... Master Ning... no... I really didn't do this."

"No, I really don't know what's going on!"

"I definitely put it there, under the merit box, I put it well!"

"This……"

Before Hong Wu could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped and lowered his head, feeling a little lonely.

"Master Ning, it's my fault."

"Since this thing is entangled with me, it is my problem."

"I shouldn't have come to you to settle this matter."

"Now that this thing is found here, I won't cause you any trouble, I'll go!"

"I just want to trouble you to visit my shop in three days."

"If I'm gone, the shop will be yours, and I'm at odds with this thing!"

Hong Wu stood up with determination on his face.

Ning Fan also smiled lightly.

"No, it's just people playing tricks. There's nothing terrible about this thing."

"people?"

"Is this made by a human?"

All the people in the room were stunned, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

When they reacted, they asked Ning Fan how he could see it.

(End of this chapter)