90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 49

Yuqing looked rather old-fashioned. She didn't exchange pleasantries but went straight to asking Anzi and the others about the talismans they were selling.

Anzi didn't want to argue any more and took out the talisman from his backpack again.

Yuqing's forehead twitched and he quoted the highest price Wuyuanzhai could afford.

Anzi agreed after only a moment's thought. She was in urgent need of cash, and selling talismans was the fastest and safest way.

But she had one request, which was that she only wanted cash.

Yuqing went to the back personally to make a phone call, and everyone sat in the hall and continued waiting.

After Anzi finished playing a game, he looked up and met Yuqing's inquiring eyes.

Anzi didn't care at all. Let him watch. This person couldn't see through them anyway. The three of them were wearing things that could conceal their secrets. The old Taoist could only see it unless he was more advanced than her. Unfortunately, he obviously wasn't.

Yuqing guessed from Zhang Zhaonian's accent that the three of them should have come from Hong Kong. If there was any big event in Kyoto recently, it should be the division of the Ruan family's property, and the third branch of the Ruan family seemed to have gone to Hong Kong. Perhaps these three people were related to the third branch of the Ruan family?

The person who delivered the money came quickly, carrying three large suitcases. Zhang Zhaonian counted the money, confirmed that it was correct, and nodded to Anzi.

Anzi stood up, put away the game console, and politely bowed to Yuqing and Wanning, "Then we will take our leave first."

Wang Po suppressed her inner excitement, picked up a box of money with a stiff face, then took An Zi's hand. The two of them went out first, and Zhang Zhaonian followed behind with the remaining two boxes.

Walking out of the antique street and finding an empty corner, Wang Po put the three boxes of money into her own small space with trembling hands, and finally she relaxed.

Zhang Zhaonian was also excited. It turned out that the top-grade talismans were so valuable. One talisman could cover his expenses for three months.

He picked up Anzi and shook him violently, "Master, when can I learn how to draw talismans?!"

Anzi slapped him on the face, "What are you crazy about! You will learn it naturally when the time comes!"

Zhang Zhaonian was anxious, he wanted to learn how to draw talismans right away, but Anzi always said that he was not yet ready. What exactly was that?

He looked at Wang Po pitifully, "Master..."

Wang Po's eyebrows jumped, and finally she couldn't stand it anymore, "Don't call me Master..."

Zhang Zhaonian held Anzi in one hand and slapped his forehead. It took him a long time to react. He realized that he couldn't call her "Master", he should call her "Master's Wife".

"Hey, Master, you are such a great person that you don't bear grudges..." Zhang Zhaonian came over with a playful smile, "Come on, Master, let's go shopping. I've asked around in the park, and I heard there are some really cool cotton-padded jackets in the mall..."

Wang Po couldn't resist this energetic young man and was dragged to the mall by force.

Before Zhang Zhaonian came to Kyoto, he specifically asked his father for a lot of money. How could he let his master and his mistress spend money when he was away from home? If the Ruan family had not arranged accommodation, he would have even booked the hotel.

Anzi felt that his apprentice was doing a good job, at least better than the apprentices of the fellow disciples she met before she transmigrated into the book. Little did she know that those people's apprentices still had to rely on their masters for support, but she, as an apprentice, could support her master.

So she patted Zhang Zhaonian on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I will formally teach you how to draw talismans when we return to Hong Kong. Don't complain about being tired."

Zhang Zhaonian was so excited that he almost jumped three feet high, "Don't worry, Master, I'm not the kind of person who can't endure hardship!"

As long as you can teach him to draw talismans, he will do anything!
When they got back to the hotel, Lu Jun had been back for a while. When he saw the three people coming in, he hurriedly helped to take the things that Wang Po was carrying. When they arrived at Wang Po and Anzi's room, Lu Jun immediately told them the news he had found out, "There is a courtyard with one entrance over in Huaihua Hutong, and there is another one with two entrances next to it, and there is a courtyard with three entrances not far from them. I heard that it was the villa of a prince in the past."

Anzi's eyes lit up when he heard this, "How is it preserved?"

Lu Jun shook his head. "The first and second entrances didn't have much damage. The third entrance was once home to many people..."

At this point, Anzi understood immediately, and he was probably ruined beyond recognition.

However, if it breaks, it can be repaired. The main thing is that the place is large! The bigger it is, the more valuable it will be in the future.

"Then let's go and take a look tomorrow." Wang Po made the decision. All the money from selling the talismans today was in her small space, so she was very confident now.

Her good daughter is really amazing. The talisman can be sold for so much money. If it were An Laoqi... Tsk, let's not talk about it.

At night, Anzi went to the system classroom to study as usual during her sleeping time. Wang Po saw that she had fallen asleep, got out of bed quietly and went to the small living room in the room.

Wang Po took out all the money in the space and began to count them one by one with trembling hands. The more she counted, the more her smile curled up.

This was all the money that Gua Nan earned for her. She had never seen so much money in her life, let alone being able to count it in her hands. Moreover, she could use this money to buy a yard. That was the villa where the prince lived! In the past, she would never have dared to dream of this!
Wang Po counted the money until late at night, then she put it away, climbed onto the bed contentedly, and hugged An Zi to sleep.

When he got up the next day, Ruan Fanghua and Inspector Ran had already gone to climb the Great Wall with the bodyguards. Anzi washed up, changed into the clothes that his apprentice had given him yesterday at the mall, and was led out by Wang Po.

Lu Jun and Zhang Zhaonian had gotten up early, finished their exercise and were waiting for them.

The four of them went downstairs, had breakfast, and went to the park where they set up the stall yesterday.

It was still the same pavilion. When they arrived, there were quite a few people sitting or standing in the pavilion. When they saw Anzi, they all came to greet them with shining eyes.

Anzi recognized that they were the old men who came yesterday, and nodded to them, "Grandpas, you came really early."

Old Li didn't come today. I heard that he went to take care of family matters. Zhang Zhaonian's eyebrows moved, knowing that he was probably there to deal with some problem. He wanted to eat the whole melon, but because his master was in front of him, he couldn't ask with a smug look. He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

Anzi walked towards the seat where he had sat yesterday, only to find that a cotton cushion had been placed there.

An old man in a gray coat rubbed his hands and said, "Young master, there is an ice man sitting here." As he raised his chin, four teenagers came over immediately. The oldest child was holding a small stove in his hand, and the others were holding teapots and enamel cups.

"The weather is too cold. Little Master, you can drink some hot water later." The old man grinned, very satisfied with his performance.

When the other elderly people saw his performance, they started scolding him.

"Damn Lao Gao, you have no moral principles!"

"He actually secretly tried to perform better and outperformed us all!"

"Pooh!"

"... "

Lao Gao raised his head proudly amid the scolding. He was originally a guard for the leader, how could he not have some sense? How could these rude men with brains smaller than walnuts compare with him?

(End of this chapter)