shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 211 I owe you 400 taels, I will remember it

Bai Zhi'er carefully wrapped the red cloth tightly again.

Wang Shiguan was very proud. Hearing that the little guy wanted to use it, he immediately gave her eight hundred-year-old ginseng.

However, the little guy didn't want to take his for nothing.

So he untied his small purse on the spot and poured out some golden beans from it.

I plan to buy these hundred years of participation.

But Wang Shiguan was unwilling to accept anything he said.

In the end, it was Feng Fuce who directly took out a silver note of one hundred taels.

"The rest of the silver, I'll find someone to send it back. I don't have to be a princess to buy it. To the outside world, just say that I want it." He said.

Wang Shiguan evaded it several times, but in the end he had to accept it.

Bai Zhi'er blinked her big eyes and asked, "Brother Fuce, how much money do you plan to give Uncle Historian?"

Feng Fuce supported his head with one hand, while his tone was a little lazy and flat.

"The medicine garden under the Wang family sells century-old ginseng to the outside world, and the price of one stick is only 300 taels of silver."

300 taels of silver, eight pieces, is 400 taels!

Bai Zhi'er lowered his head, pouted in distress.

All of her golden beans are exchanged for silver, which is only enough for 500 taels.

The little guy held the gold with his hands and sent it to Feng Fuce.

"Brother Fuce, Wo will give you these first, and if there is not enough left, Wo will return you slowly, okay?"

Feng Fuce suddenly raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help laughing.

"Last time at King Kang's Mansion, you took the initiative to collect the money for me. Why do you want to pay me back this time?"

Bai Zhi'er pouted: "These two things are different. Centuries-old ginseng is expensive, and it's coming here to treat Big Sister Fang's grandmother."

"But the last time I stole Brother Fuce's money, I used it to buy delicious food for myself. There is a difference between using your money for others and using it for yourself!"

The coldness on Feng Fuce's eyebrows faded away at some point, and there was a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.

The little villain is quite clear.

He looked at the golden beans in the little guy's hand.

"Then you keep it for me first, when you have enough, give it back to me."

Bai Zhi'er nodded repeatedly.

"I owe you 400 taels, I will remember it!"

She put the golden beans back into her little pouch.

Feng Fuce lifted the curtain to glance at the sky.

"It's almost noon, I'll take you to have dinner first, where do you want to go in the afternoon?"

Bai Zhi'er raised her big watery eyes and asked curiously: "Brother Fuce, you have been with the nest all morning. Are you free this afternoon?"

Feng Fuce's tone paused, his dark ink pupils were misty, and his eyes couldn't see clearly.

"Today is just right, relatively free."

Bai Zhi'er thought about it.

"Well, Wo originally wanted to visit my little uncle, but it took me a long time to come out, so I won't go today!"

She gave Feng Fuce the ginseng wrapped in red cloth.

"Brother Fuce, help me send it to Fangfu, don't say it was given by me!"

Feng Fuce complied.

He sent the little guy back to the palace first.

After noon, several embroidered clothes Asura envoys visited Fang's house.

General Fang looked serious, thinking that he had committed some crime and would be thoroughly investigated by Shura Wei.

However, when Chu Ping presented the brocade box and opened it, there were actually eight ginseng neatly arranged inside!

A look of astonishment appeared on Fang Gan's solemn Chinese character face!

"What... what does this mean?"

Chu Ping smiled slightly, very official.

"Our Lord Hou heard that General Fang is seeking century-old ginseng recently to treat his mother's illness, so he came here to send charcoal in the snow to relieve the general's urgent need."

(End of this chapter)