Incense to the ancestors, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 93 I am a Money Printing Machine

"Ten thousand, twenty thousand, fifty thousand."

In the room, Wang Xiaobao was drawing banknotes.

The toilet paper disappeared one by one, and the brand new banknotes appeared one by one.

It's a craft.

He has been single for 18 years, and his hand speed is getting faster and faster. With a wave of Ma Liang's magical pen, a ticket is instantly manifested.

The money drawn is real.

Wang Xiaobao went to the bank to try it out.

"After all, it is Ma Liang's magical brush, and this is its professional skill!"

Wang Xiaobao smiled.

Soon, the roll of toilet paper ran out.

On the table, there was another stack of brand new banknotes.

And it's still numbered.

Printing banknotes with Ma Liang’s magic pen is Wang Xiaobao’s inspiration after doing business in the bank. Ma Liang’s magic pen can show kisses, why can’t it show bills? !

But worried about breaking the law, Wang Xiaobao closed the door and painted secretly.

I didn’t draw too many, so I drew 1000 million.

The neat tickets were all placed in the space under the bed.

Looking at the bundles of hundred-yuan bills, Wang Xiaobao grinned with satisfaction.

"This is a manual money printing machine, right?"

Wang Xiaobao muttered to himself, his eyes were full of ambition.

"Once you get rich, marry Bai Fumei, become a CEO, and reach the pinnacle of your life!?"

"No, not yet. Anti-money laundering checks are tight now, and suspicious transactions must be recorded for large deposits and withdrawals of more than 5 yuan. I have to be careful."

Smack your mouth, I feel a little greedy.

Wang Xiaobao went to the sauerkraut fish shop downstairs, took a look around, took note of the shop's signature sauerkraut fish, went back to his room and drew a pot of sauerkraut fish, and ate it happily.

Not to save money, but to be clean.

There is always hair in the pickled fish downstairs, Wang Xiaobao has eaten it several times.

"The sauerkraut fish is manifested by Ma Liang's magic pen with the help of my Nascent Soul True Qi. I eat pickled cabbage fish, which is equivalent to eating my own Nascent Soul True Qi."

Wang Xiaobao wiped his mouth, talking to himself strangely.

Remembering that he had to burn paper for his ancestors tonight, Wang Xiaobao hurried out.

The old ancestor said last time that he has entered the cold winter season for ten years, there is no day, the night is long, it is extremely cold, and a large amount of coal is urgently needed for heating.

Wang Xiaobao rode his bicycle to the incense paper shop.

He didn't draw paper goods.

After all, there is no shortage of money now. Buy as much as you can. Contributing to the economic GDP of Luohe City is the due responsibility of a good citizen.

It is still "Wenxiao Fragrant Paper Shop".

The owner, Zhou Wenxiao, was sitting in front of the store with a ponytail in his hand, puffing on a cigarette, with a sad expression on his face.

this store.

He really can't continue to operate, and the money he earns every month is not enough to pay the rent.

As for the customers, except for those old customers who often burn paper for mourning companies, the business is very light.

"Yeah, there's another big filial customer. Why haven't I seen him lately? Last time I bought so many catgirls and stewardesses, isn't his ancestor going to change his taste?"

Zhou Wenxiao complained.

His throat suddenly felt a little itchy, he coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm, and shot it onto the road with a sting.

"squeak--"

A wheel braked sharply, dodging the mouthful of old phlegm.

Zhou Wenxiao looked up and found that it was a customer of a dutiful son. He was surprised and happy at once, threw away his half-smoked cigarette and stomped it out with his foot, and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Welcome to our store, we are dealing with clearance, and all products are [-]% off!"

Zhou Wenxiao said hurriedly.

Wang Xiaobao was surprised, "Clear the warehouse? Did you see me coming?"

Zhou Wenxiao waved his hands and sighed: "These days, the physical store business is getting more and more difficult, so I can only change my business and plan to deliver food."

"This store is going to be sold out."

Wang Xiaobao understood, turned his head and saw a notice of subletting on the wall of the shop.

But he has no idea of ​​taking over. Doing business and burning paper are two different things.

"Come on, let's go to the store to have a look. Today I took out all the treasures in stock." Zhou Wenxiao enthusiastically took Wang Xiaobao's hand and walked into the store.

When Wang Xiaobao said what he needed, Zhou Wenxiao was surprised for a while.

"Want paper and coal?! The ancestors of your old Wang family want complicated things!"

Wang Xiaobao smiled and said: "The ancestors have needs, and the descendants only need to be responsible for burning, and don't ask anything else!"

Zhou Wenxiao gave a thumbs up and praised: "Great! There is a pattern! The old Wang family really produced a big dutiful son!"

But then he frowned and said, "Basically no one wants paper and coal, so I don't have any here."

"However, I have a wall-hung furnace and floor heating package here, do you want it?"

"This is much better than burning charcoal! It's environmentally friendly and healthy!"

Wang Xiaobao was overjoyed when he heard the words, nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes!"

It is indeed a happy thing to think of the faces of the ancestors who were drinking tea while burning the floor heating, with happy farts on their faces.

Zhou Wenxiao was even more happy in his heart.

He didn't sell this batch of paper floor heating after he bought it, and he can finally clear the warehouse today.

"There are ten sets of floor heating in total, one set is five hundred, I'll charge you three thousand, after all, I'm a regular customer!" Zhou Wenxiao moved out ten large boxes, and stacked the paper goods inside.

Now that Wang Xiaobao was not short of money, he took out a stack of bills from his trouser pocket, spit, and counted thirty bills.

Zhou Wenxiao looked surprised.

The current students are even richer than his street boss!

Look at that gesture of spitting money, how like a nouveau riche!

Seeing that there were still a lot of tickets in Wang Xiaobao's hand, Zhou Wenxiao rolled his eyes and said, "Don't you want to buy any more?"

Wang Xiaobao shook his head.

Zhou Wenxiao hurriedly said:
"Are all the ancestors of your old Wang's family male? Every time you buy foreign girls and stewardesses, don't you ever think about buying something for your grandma?"

Wang Xiaobao was taken aback.

He was really careless about this matter, and never thought of it.

He said gratefully: "The boss is right, I have neglected my grandparents!"

Zhou Wenxiao squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "It can be made up now!"

With that said, he hurried to the store to bring a batch of paper goods.

There are stockings, various uniforms, and some very trendy clothes. Although they are all paper products, they look very enjoyable.

"The purchase price of these things is [-] yuan. Today's clearance price is [-] and you can take it away!"

Zhou Wenxiao pretended to feel distressed.

Wang Xiaobao spit again, and counted 1000 yuan notes.

Zhou Wenxiao's eyes were full of joy.

Opened his own Wuling Hongguang to deliver goods to Wang Xiaobao's door, and served to the end.

The night is getting darker.

Mother Zhu Caiping did not come back, so she called Wang Xiaobao and told Wang Xiaobao that she had gone back to her hometown to worship the Bodhisattva and pray for him for the college entrance examination.

Wang Xiaobao knew that she was actually seeking a second child.

After he drew a spicy chicken drumstick and had dinner, Wang Xiaobao fed the beast pet Dandan with Yuanying Zhenqi, and sprinkled rice grains on the bald-tailed rooster.

Today's practice begins.

When he arrived at Zishi, he burned the batch of floor heating paper goods for his ancestors, and those for his grandma, as well.

When you get home, sleep peacefully.

When it was almost dawn, Wang Xiaobao suddenly heard someone calling him.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a chicken coop.

The old ancestor had arrived at some point, attached to the bald-tailed rooster, looking at him with a kind smile in his eyes.

"Good grandson, did your ancestors disturb your sweet dreams?!"

This was the voice of Wang Xuanbao, the first generation old patriarch.

He is always very polite.

Wang Xiaobao hurriedly got out of bed and kowtowed: "My ancestor is auspicious, it is Xiaobao's blessing that my ancestor came to visit Xiaobao late at night!"

The ancestors were very pleased.

He opened his mouth and said: "Those wall-hung furnaces are very good, I have already sent people to start paving overnight!"

"By the way, Xiaobao's good grandson, did you also burn that batch of women's paper goods for your grandma?"

"Yes, I don't know if grandparents like it or not!" Wang Xiaobao asked a little anxiously.

The old ancestor laughed and said:
"You, you, you good grandson, your grandma received these gifts, she was so happy, she tossed me all night. Hahaha, I just found time to come out."

Talking about tossing in his mouth, but the old ancestor's eyes are full of smiles.

Apparently, he was excited tonight.

Wang Xiaobao heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly sent a rainbow fart: "It's still the ancestor with a good kidney and good health!"

A flash of pride flashed in the ancestor's eyes, and he changed the subject and said, "My dear grandson, I have two happy events to tell you!"

(End of this chapter)