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

Chapter 70 Is this little guy the little God of Wealth?

Bai Yaoyu was very happy to get the first sum of money.

He began to imitate Bai Zhi'er, standing in front of the stall and yelling.

More and more people taste it, but fewer people buy it.

After all, 35 Wen a catty of potatoes is still expensive.

But Bai Yaoyu heard Bai Zhi'er say, "This is called Zhibao fishing, and those who wish will take the bait."

He was dumbfounded by his sister's remarks.

After a while, a trembling old man came.

He didn't taste the potatoes either, so he planned to buy some and eat them back.

Bai Zhi'er blinked her thick long eyelashes, looking at his simple clothes.

The little guy's eyes were dark and clear.

A small hand directly held the old man's wrist.

"Grandpa," Bai Zhi'er said in a low voice, "Go to the next door to buy Baba, they are cheap, ten cents a catty, don't buy mine, mine is too expensive, save some money."

Hearing this, the old man raised his beard with a smile.

"Since you know it's expensive, why sell it at this price?"

Bai Zhi'er lowered his little head, and said in a pitiful voice, "Wo and brother urgently need money to buy medicine."

The old man couldn't bear it, so he asked, "Where are your parents?"

Bai Zhi'er sighed, "Mother is in heaven, so I can't help you."

in the sky……

The old man pondered for a moment, tears and emotions appeared in his vicissitudes of life eyes.

Probably a child whose mother died.

So small, so pitiful!

Before he could speak, he heard a howl not far away——

"Father! Wait for me, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye!"

After a while, a rich businessman with a big belly and seven or eight servants chased after the old man.

The old man put his hands behind his back and snorted coldly: "I just want to see what this market looks like. I'm really not used to being picked up from the village by you!"

As he said that, the old man pointed his finger: "Buy these and take them home to make porridge. It's delicious."

The wealthy businessman glanced at it, and shook his head immediately: "It's just a pile of broken potatoes, what's so good, dad, come home with me, delicacies from mountains and seas, you can choose!"

The old man slapped him on the head: "You brat, don't think that you can forget your roots after making a few dirty money now! Our family had no money back then, didn't you eat this all before you were eight years old?"

"Buy it!" He gave an order, and the son could only pay for it.

The wealthy businessman directly took out a bank note of 50 taels and gave it to Bai Yaoyu.

"Don't look for it," he said in a hurry, pulling his father's arm along the way: "Father, let's go, let's go home, you can't just run out next time, I'm really scared!"

The servant behind the rich merchant carried away the potatoes and the long cloth.

Before the old man left, he turned his head and said to Bai Zhi'er, "little baby, no matter how hard life is, you have to endure it. When you grow up, you will get better and better."

Back then, his wife also went early and raised the child alone.

Bai Zhi'er blinked her long eyelashes, a little confused, but still said sweetly and softly, "Thank you, grandpa~ I wish grandpa a long life~"

The old man followed his son and left with a smile. The rich businessman did not forget to click his tongue: "Little baby can really talk."

After finishing speaking, he left a silver ingot like a boy who spread money.

When they were all gone, Bai Yaoyu held the bank note in his left hand and a piece of silver in his right hand, standing in the cold wind suspiciously.

How did it come to this point?

Usually he stands here waiting for a day and no one buys it.

It took less than half an hour for my sister to come, and they were all sold out.

Got so much money? !

Looking at the ordinary middle-aged man, he turned out to be a teahouse owner with a lot of money?

The seemingly poor old man actually has a rich businessman's son?
Bai Yaoyu looked at his younger sister, Bai Zhier, who was looking up at the banknotes up to the light.

This little guy...is he the little God of Wealth?
(End of this chapter)