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Chapter 108 Man, You Are Playing With Fire (12)

"My lord, you really have a vision." The woman took off the talisman and showed it to Yan Luo, "This safety talisman is the strongest in my place."

"how much is it?"

The woman holds up a finger.

"One or two?"

This unremarkable safety talisman can at most be a slippery one or something, and it will be enough to sell for one or two.

The woman shook her head, and the lion said, "1000 taels."

Yan Luo turned around and walked away. The price was so expensive, how could she be taken advantage of?

"My lord, don't leave, or you can look at other things."

Yan Luo looked at the various instruments on the booth, but she couldn't match any of them: "I don't want it."

Are fortune tellers so profitable now?

【Secrets must not be leaked, if they are leaked, money will be used to eliminate disasters. 】

Yan Luo thought it over and bought a small shop with his own money.

She also opened one, selling nothing but paper figurines.

Immediately doing what he said, Yan Luo returned to the palace in a hurry, took out a pile of paper from the space, and began to make paper figurines.

The system looked at the paper figurines piled up on the floor in the room, and tremblingly said: [You are on fire. 】

fire what?
[The fact that you were kicked out when you visited the Nanfeng Pavilion early in the morning was spread by Lin Wei, and now the whole capital knows about it. 】

Does cheap dad know?
【Gu Jinzhao lives in the capital. 】

Oh.

That is to know.

What does Lin Wei want to do?

She didn't seem to do anything to her when she came here.

Is this woman looking for faults purely?
Yan Luo tied up the paper figurine in his hand, put it in the space, and took it out.

As soon as the door was opened, Mo Yuan stood at the door holding a bowl of porridge.

"Is something wrong?"

"My wife, I cooked porridge for you."

"I have something to do now, so I'll have a drink later." Yan Luo patted him on the shoulder, and without taking any servants, he left the mansion by himself and came to the shop he owned.

Get all the paper figurines out of the space, pick two good ones and put them at the door.

After Yan Luo finished her work, she was a little tired, so she sat in the room to rest, looking at the familiar furnishings, Yan Luo nodded in satisfaction.

If Gu Jinzhao didn't give her a shop, she would open one by herself to make money.

【You are not going to sell paper figurines, are you? 】

Otherwise what to sell?
Are you selling the system?

The system was silent, it decided to stay away from Yan Luo.

Ghosts are not as scary as the paper dolls she made. How could such a scary thing be sold.

Yan Luo definitely has a problem with her aesthetics.

However, within half a cup of tea, the system was slapped in the face.

Someone really bought Yan Luo's paper figurine.

Before the man left, Yan Luo warned: "Remember to let the fire go out by yourself, don't pour water on it."

Seeing Yan Luo holding a few copper coins, the system was sour and said: [The price is so low, be careful of being beaten. 】

Where is it low.

It was the opening offer just now.

It was her business rule not to slaughter the first customer.

Having nothing to do, Yan Luo wrote a letter and posted it outside the door.

It used a strange symbol, and the system didn't understand it.

【What did you write? 】

A kind of rune, meaningless, for attracting customers, after posting it, people with predestined relationship will come to me.

【It's almost noon, Mo Yuan is still waiting for you to go back for dinner. 】

OK, go home.

Yan Luo used Lin Yin's birth date to enlighten a paper figurine: "For guests with special requirements, please summon me."

The paper figurine in the shape of Lin Yin nodded, there was nothing wrong with it, it looked exactly like an ordinary person.

Yan Luo nodded, and walked back to the Prince's Mansion. When she got home, she found that Mo Yuan and Su Huaian were waiting for her, so she hurriedly washed her hands and sat down to eat.

After looking around on the table but not seeing the bowl of porridge cooked by Mo Yuan, Yan Luo put down his chopsticks and asked, "Where's the porridge?"

Mo Yuan stood up: "The porridge is already cold, if you want to drink it, I'll heat it right away."

"Sit down." Yan Luo pushed him down, and told the maid who was waiting beside him, "Go and serve the porridge."

Yan Luo didn't eat much at noon, so he drank the porridge cooked by Mo Yuan.

The little guy is pretty good at it.

Yan Luo just drank the porridge to fulfill his promise, and was afraid that Lin Yuan would quarrel with her because of such a trivial matter in the future.

What she didn't know was that Mo Yuan's heart was going upside down.

Yan Luo took out a few copper coins from his pocket, put them in front of him, and said, "I didn't make much money this morning. I will work hard to make money to support you."

After thinking about it, she took back two of the few copper coins: "Don't forget to send money to me every month."

"Okay." Mo Yuan put away a few copper coins and put them in his purse.

Su Huaian looked at the relationship between them, and felt a little envious.

He married Prime Minister Mo, but he had never been treated like this.

The prince is a good wife. Yuan'er is lucky to be married to such a good wife.

Because someone was watching the small shop, Yan Luo didn't go out in the afternoon. Maybe the rune at the door had an effect, and many people came in the afternoon.

Yan Luo always clearly marked the price, no matter how expensive it is, there are still people in the capital who are willing to buy it.

After a while, I received a message from the paper figurine, telling her that the stock was not enough.

Yan Luo made another bunch and sent them over. This time, she also got a few safe talismans, and the best ones were sold at 100 taels.

Unexpectedly, after sitting for a while, someone came in to buy it. Yan Luo lowered his head and fiddled with the paper figurine, but did not go to greet the customer.

"I want this one."

The man chose the one with the most spiritual power without the slightest hesitation, took out a hundred taels silver ticket and put it on the table.

Yan Luo put down the paper figurine in his hand and took a look at the person, only to see that she covered her face with a black cloth and wore a hat on her head, revealing a pair of sharp eagle-like eyes.

It's a bit strange.

"You really have vision." The paper figurine praised her, but the man stopped to rest, and Yan Luo signaled the paper figurine to pour tea for her.

He himself took out a new peace talisman and put it back, the aura of this one was comparable to the one that was bought just now.

The man glanced at it, and took out another 100 taels: "I want the one I added just now."

Such a great expense attracted Yan Luo's attention, and the man drank a couple of sips of tea, then hurried on the road again.

At dusk, Yan Luo counted the profits in the afternoon, and left the paper figurine to guard, while he returned home with most of the money, and still gave it all to Mo Yuan at the dinner table.

Seeing Mo Yuan hesitate to speak, she asked: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to help my wife." In the past, he always worked in Prime Minister Mo's mansion, and he didn't need to do anything after he came to the prince's mansion. He was very boring every day.

The wife owner is making money outside, and he doesn't want to be idle at home.

Yan Luo didn't shy away from it, and said bluntly: "I'm in the business of paper figurines, aren't you afraid?"

In her view, any business is the same, it is all for making money.

"Not afraid." The boy's eyes were firm, and there was no fear in his eyes.

"Okay, come sleep in my room tonight."

Getting to know each other better, Yan Luo sometimes won't put on airs like a prince by his family's side.

After a quick meal, the two accompanied Su Huaian to digest food, sent him back to rest, and then returned to Yan Luo's room.

Yan Luo and Dangkang lived, and there was a floor of colored paper, bamboo and wood in the house.

Mo Yuan was almost at a loss.

Without saying a word, Yan Luo sat down cross-legged, and continued to make the paper figurines that were not finished in the afternoon.

Mo Yuan couldn't, so he helped her, and Yan Luo handed over whatever he wanted.

(End of this chapter)