Unique in the world: the first to kill the concubine

Hehe, she just killed a damned person, but those people outside spread her like hell Shura.

Are these people mentally ill or are used to the feeling of being oppressed? They really are the ancient people who were seriously enslaved.

"Let's go, now I'll take you to find a house." Jing Ran's voice was hoarse, his face was wrinkled, and it really looked like that when he was dressed as an old man.

Jing Ran led the two of them out of the small courtyard and headed south all the way.It didn't take long to come to an ancient street, where most of the poor people in the capital lived.

I found an old man who knew the situation here and asked about it, and rented a small courtyard for five taels of silver a month.Surprisingly, no price was discussed. [

The renter is also a hard-working wife. Her husband has been serving in the military all year round. There is also an eight-year-old child and a 60-year-old mother at home.It is not easy for poor families.Surprisingly, he didn't care about these.

"Miss, we don't have much silver taels. If you give her five taels a month, then we..." Hong Dou said with some distress.

He closed the door in surprise, and said with a faint smile: "It's okay, I have a way to make money."

In Yong'an Dangli, which is more famous in the capital city, an old woman in her 60s was holding a picture scroll in her hand, waiting for the shop assistant to appraise it.

"I want to be this painting!" Jing Ran handed the painting in his hand to the guy on the counter.The guy is not very old, only in his twenties. When he saw this painting, he didn't feel anything special, so he asked, "How much money are you going to be?"

"This number!" said in amazement, stretching out five fingers.

"50 taels?" the boy asked.

"No!" He shook his head in surprise.

"Could it be 500 taels?" The boy was surprised.Looking at the boy in surprise, he wanted to laugh, and nodded immediately.

"Go to the street and snatch it. We want 500 taels of silver for a broken painting. Think of yourself as the third prince!" The boy hurriedly handed over the painting in his hand to Bu Jingran.

"Hehe, buddy, 500 taels of silver is not much at all for my painting." Looking at the painting in his hand in shock, he continued: "Because it is worth the price."

"Old woman, let's go, 500 taels is a painting, you are foolish to think we are Yong'an." The boy shouted immediately.

"Hehe, okay, I'll go elsewhere, you Yong'an are not only stupid, but also terrible!" When he said this, he deliberately raised his voice in surprise.

Jing Ran was about to take the painting and leave when a supervisor's voice came from inside: "Anzi, ask that guest to come into the back room to talk, I want to see the painting in her hand."

This time, the young man respectfully invited Jing Ran to the back room.As soon as I opened the door, I saw an old man over fifty years old painting.

"Hehe, sir, you are so elegant. It's really rare to be able to maintain such a peaceful state of mind in this busy schedule."

Surprised to see the old man's plump body, fluttering white beard, and a learned look.

Seeing that the visitor was a cheerful old woman, the old man smiled slightly and put down the paintbrush in his hand. "Are you going to be a painting in your hand?"

She even smiled slightly, she likes straightforward people, "Hehe old woman is not talented, I happen to have such a painting in my hand, and I need to be fooled." [

"You said it was worth 500 taels of silver, but is it true?" The old man became interested in the painting in Jing Ran's hand.

"Hehe, can you lend me the painting in your hand." The old man said very politely.