Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Chapter 49
After dealing with the first guest, the senior sister finally came back.

Yan Yun felt relieved and sat back in his seat.

As the sun rose higher and higher, Luochatai became really lively. Disciples, big and small, wandered around in groups, no matter which stall it was, they all had to go to have a look.

Many people ran away after glancing at Yan Yun, she guessed that they didn't understand what she wrote.
"Why is no one coming, Junior Sister, I'll write a new sign for you."

Jiang Qinghe was also puzzled, he grabbed Chunchun and put it in his pocket, Chunchun was bewildered, struggling to get out, but he pushed it back, "Give it to me, I'll be right back."

Yan Yun nodded, and continued to be in a daze at his booth.

"Are you collecting trash?"

The curious little disciple squatted in front of her booth, blinked his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and then asked curiously, "What does Senior Sister take these for?"

Yan Yun saw that she was cute, small, with a fleshy bun face, so she couldn't help but soften her voice when she spoke, "It's useful."

"Yo, isn't this Yan Yun?"

Liang Yu was passing by here, and he caught sight of Yan Yun from the corner of his eye, so he led a group of people to get together vigorously, and squeezed all the little disciples out.

The little disciple was squeezed out and glared at them angrily.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, I've been so confused."

As soon as she finished speaking, the group of people following her burst into laughter.

"Yes."

Yan Yun nodded honestly, as if he didn't care about their cynicism at all.

It came just in time, and she was worried that no one would find fault with her today.

"Let me see what you wrote."

Liang Yu didn't understand what she wrote for a while, and squatted halfway to read it for a while, and then burst out laughing.

"Yanyun, Yanyun, I didn't expect you to be so miserable after leaving the Nine Heavens Palace. It's fine if you like picking up junk, and you still collect junk. Will you lose our Changle Sect members?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Liang, do you have any business to introduce?"

Yan Yun was smiling, seeing a bunch of people around her looking over, she was still happy, that's right, that's it, speak louder, and give her free publicity.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to collect junk here, who can deny that things that are not needed can be sold for money.

Hearing what she said, Liang Yu immediately felt complacent, raised her head slightly, and looked down at her in a condescending attitude, "Even if Miss Ben loses it, I won't give it to you."

"Really? Here is my offer, don't you take a look?"

"Earning a little is a little bit, and a little bit is a billion bit. We, as grassroots cultivators, are not a little bit more thrifty, what will we do in the future?"

"We are not as rich as Senior Sister Liang, the daughter of the head of the sect... Sigh."

Yan Yun sighed, eyes dim, intentionally or not, spread out a price list in front of everyone.

"You! You are not allowed to be so yin and yang... Hey, what are you doing!"

As soon as the words fell, Liang Yu's angry voice sounded in his ears, sharp and piercing.

"Really? Then you charge..."

"You let me see it too."

Before she finished speaking, she was squeezed out by a group of people, and looked at the little disciple who was squeezed out by her just now.

Angrily, she stood aside and was angry.

Seeing Jiang Qinghe's return, he scratched his head, wondering why there were so many people all of a sudden.

Yan Yun swiped the pen extremely fast, counting non-stop, and she had to struggle to explain when she encountered something she didn't understand.

Jiang Qinghe couldn't help, so he ran outside with Chunchun, pulling people around with the newly written signs. Although he was still a little embarrassed, he was very happy to help his junior sister.

The sun rose and gradually set in the west, and when the last wave of guests was delivered, Yan Yun's hands were already exhausted.

"Can I still find you in the future?"

Some disciples didn't forget to ask her before they left. Yan Yun was right. As grassroots cultivators with no background, they were naturally inferior to those who were born with golden spoons in their mouths.

She nodded with a smile. Although she had been busy all day, she felt very fulfilled in her heart, and today was so smooth, which she did not expect.

These are not rags, they are all money.

She loosened her fingers, moved her muscles and bones again, and relieved her fatigue.

"Host, don't say that your system is called Duocai when you go out in the future."

Duocai watched her collect the trash for a day, feeling a little depressed, and looked down on the treasure appraisal system.

Yan Yun: Then find me a high-level magic weapon now.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it."

Duocai chooses to play dead.

"Brother, thank you today."

Yan Yun looked at Jiang Qinghe who just ran back, still holding the signboard in his hand, with sincere gratitude in his eyes.

Chunchun bouncing and rubbing against her leg, it has been playing all day, and it is still very excited.

"Which one of us is with whom, there is no need to say thank you."

He handed her the signboard in his hand, "This one is good."

Although he didn't directly say that the picture written by Yan Yun himself was extremely ugly, but the meaning is already obvious.
"Thank you, brother."

She took it with some embarrassment, and asked again unwillingly, "Is it really that ugly?"

In fact, after she finished writing last night, she even briefly appreciated it.

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Jiang Qinghe stopped talking. Silence was his biggest expression. Doesn't Junior Sister Ugly have any idea?

At this time, the entire sky was pink, and the setting sun wove a beautiful and dreamy belt for the distant mountains, dyeing the two people's hair with a little bit of brilliance.

Yan Yun quickly took over the stall, and the amount received today is probably more than ten times that in Liyuan Town that day, if the entire sect is collected.
She can already imagine the scene of getting rich.

Accompanied by the setting sun, the two walked down the tea table slowly.

"Junior Sister, registration for the Martial Arts Association will start tomorrow, and I will come here to wait for you when the time comes."

When he was approaching Linshuiju, Jiang Qinghe couldn't continue walking, so he stopped and talked.

"Uh-huh."

Yan Yun nodded, "Brother, thank you today."

Before parting, she expressed her thanks to him again. She looked at Jiang Qinghe with gentle eyes and a slight smile.

He smiled helplessly, his black hair fell a lot in front of his eyebrows because of playing all day, his bright eyes gleamed, "I said no thanks."

"You are always so kind to me."

After parting with Jiang Qinghe, she returned to Linshui Residence.

She sat by the window, recalling Jiang Qinghe's words.

She doesn't want to do this either, but when someone treats her well, she feels guilty, and she always feels that she should pay back twice as much instead of accepting it.
Some things are really deep-rooted, and it is difficult for her to make a complete change. She can only keep herself busy and moving, so that she has no time to think about miscellaneous things.

Yan Yun sat quietly, but the negative emotions in his heart were growing wantonly.

"Yan Yun! Someone is looking for you outside."

It wasn't until she called out that she barely came back to her senses.

(End of this chapter)