I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 219 I'm Rich (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
at dusk.

With the help of Kou Yushan, Liu Tianyou found a place to live. Kou Yushan went to help clean up. In the next yard, only Yunniang was there with her two children who had just finished school, preparing food for tomorrow.

Before Liu Tianyou left, he remembered to tell Sang Que that Yaozhen had come to see Sang Que, but left again when he learned that she was not at home.

Wangshan City is so big that Sang Que doesn’t know whether Yaozhen is still in the city. He can only wait for her to come next time, or ask Yu Da to keep an eye out for her when he patrols the streets tomorrow.

Just as Sang Que closed the gate, Xuan Yu came back from outside, dragging a piece of bacon. No one knew which official's kitchen he had stolen it from.

Xuanyu has always been a thief with his own code of conduct, and he would never steal food from ordinary people's homes.

meow~
Xuan Yu dragged the bacon in front of Xia Chan and pushed it with his claws. Xia Chan collapsed in the chair and patted his stomach, which had already been stuffed with fried chicken and French fries.

"Little cicada is full, little cicada doesn't want to eat anymore!"

Meow!!
Xuan Yu waved his claws angrily, jumped up and was about to scratch Xia Chan. Xia Chan hurriedly ran away, and the two guys started making trouble in the house again.

There was a noise outside the yard. Sang Que dodged Xuan Yu's flying claws and pulled Xia Chan's hand away.

"You guys have fun by yourselves, I'm going out to meet someone."

In a secluded place in the backyard, Hua Qianmian, who had regained her girlish appearance, was still wearing the same neat black clothes and had a dashing short hair. She leaned against the wall with her arms folded, and when Sang Que approached, she threw a booklet in her hand to him.

"Here, this is Yu Da's detailed whereabouts during the time you were away. There's nothing special about him except that he loves to eat and doesn't like cleanliness. I tell you, this guy is really something. He doesn't know how to save money. He spends all his money on food. There's no one in this city who doesn't know him as long as they sell food. He can chat with anyone he meets and has a very good relationship with people."

Sang Que laughed, "Isn't that great? Love life."

Hua Qianmian stood up straight and started to complain, "He doesn't like cleanliness. It's absolutely amazing! Even though his outer uniform is clean every day, his inner clothes won't be changed unless they get smelly. He wears his socks inside out one day and inside out the next day, and only washes them once every three days. But he always washes his eating hands."

"I really don't know whether he is particular or not. Oh, and here's another funny thing. Every few days he would lift a stone lock at home and play with a sword in his yard. As a result, every time he would twist his waist and ankle, and throw his sword in anger. Hahaha, it's so funny."

Hua Qianmian noticed that Sang Que didn't laugh, so he touched his face awkwardly to stop laughing and didn't continue the topic.

"Last time, it was difficult to sell the Tokachi Stone. It took a long time, and I was hunted by gangsters because of it. One of my identities died, but fortunately the money was not lost. This is your share, a total of 4,800 taels."

Hua Qianmian handed a stack of silver notes to Sang Que, who was a little surprised. He sold it for eight thousand taels? That amount of raw Tokachi stone would be worth at most two hundred yuan in modern times.

Sang Que was about to say that she still had some, but Hua Qianmian said first, "The Ten Victory Stone is too eye-catching. The Buddhist sect has strict control over it. I don't want to get it anymore. I'm afraid that the Buddhist sect will come and hunt me down if they find out. Money is important, but life is more important."

Sang Que swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. The Tokusheng Stone was also lethal to fourth-level ghosts. Even if it was He Buning, there were only some fragments that could be used to make flintlock bullets.

Maybe there are not too many volcanoes in the Gui Dynasty, so the Ten-Victory Stone is relatively rare. It is really too eye-catching to let Hua Qianmian sell it in pieces.

"Do you have anything else to sell? I've spent all my money. If you have anything else, give it to me right away so we can make money."

Sang Que was stunned. "You have spent all the one thousand gold?"

This speed is faster than the speed of dice losing money.

"Yes, what can you do without money now? I'm not afraid to tell you that you can buy incense with money. Just look at those orphans in the Charity Bureau. If you give them food and clothes, they will praise the Thousand-Faced God every day. The Thousand-Faced God is great. They will fight with anyone who says the Thousand-Faced God is bad."

"I will buy the children some clothes for all four seasons, four treasures of the study and so on. When they grow up, they will all be my devout believers. When they get married and start their own families, the whole family will have to believe in me, the Thousand-Faced God. Spending this little money now is nothing. If you want to be a god, you must have a long-term vision."

"Also, don't just look at the people in the mountain city who live and work in peace and contentment, you know how many people in the villages outside don't even have enough food for the winter, and there are also people who get sick in the winter and can't afford medicine. They are desperate and even dare to ask for help from the ghosts." "How can I not help at this time? Give them some food, and they will all worship me, the Thousand-Faced God. This is what I said, the more ghosts and gods, the better. Whoever shows up, the people will worship him, and you can buy incense with money, it's cost-effective!"

Sang Que looked at Hua Qianmian and asked, "You do all this just for the sake of incense?"

Hua Qianmian paused, then snorted and laughed, "What else could it be for? I don't have any lofty ambitions. If there is a life-or-death crisis, I will definitely only care about myself. Don't think too highly of me. I can't bear it."

"Any clues about the gambler?" Sang Que changed the subject.

Hua Qianmian shook his head. "It's strange. I personally took action, but I couldn't find any information at all. I couldn't find out who taught Wu Renxing to become a gambler. I guess your evil suppression department also got nothing, right?"

Sang Que didn't say anything. She hadn't gone to the Suppression of Evils Division to ask yet, but as a member of the Suppression of Evils Division, she couldn't casually undermine the prestige of the Suppression of Evils Division, as this would also damage her own dignity.

"I still have ten kilograms of glutinous rice and five kilograms of the best cinnabar. You can sell them first. Don't worry about giving me the money. We can talk about it after the New Year."

"Sang Mulan, you are truly my benefactor! I will definitely have a share of your incense!"

Hua Qianmian was extremely excited. In her eyes, Sang Que was shining with golden light, and he was simply the God of Wealth!
"If you are free tomorrow, please keep an eye out for someone for me, a female Taoist priest with a large birthmark on her face. When you see her, tell her that I am back."

"I have seen this person. She is too special to be ignored. However, she left the city this morning. If she comes back, I will pass on the message for you."

"Ah."

Sang Que gave glutinous rice and cinnabar to Hua Qianmian, checked the door, and heard Kou Yushan coming back from next door.

"Brother Tianyou, are you all settled?"

"Well, I share the courtyard with people who are all scholars preparing to take the state exam early next year. We get along well."

"That's good. Are you hungry? I'll go cook for you."

"Not busy. Well, look at my memory. I feel like I forgot something important again."

"If you can't remember, forget it. Help me knead the dough."

Sang Que returned to the house. Xia Chan was sitting on the ground with his head hung down, kicking his legs and sulking, his forehead was red. Xuan Yu was squatting on the table licking his paws, looking like a winner.

How could Xia Chan be unable to beat Xuan Yu? It's just that Xia Chan didn't think of bullying Xuan Yu with her hair.

The kitten had no bad intentions, it was just teaching the disobedient cub a lesson.

Sangque smiled and said, "Come on, Xiaochan, go to bed. Tomorrow morning, I will accompany you to the street to buy New Year's goods."

Xia Chan's eyes lit up, "Are the New Year's goods delicious? Ah, but sister, we don't have any money. How can we get some? Can Xiao Chan go to the street and perform a chest-breaking rock show?"

"No need, my sister has made money."

"Wow, sister, you are awesome!"

Meow!