She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 695 Murong Yan's Good Deed
Jiang Zhimian was just joking, but the shopkeeper in front of him had an expression of treasure.

It frightened her instantly.

If this were placed in modern times, it would be absolutely perverted!

"What on earth do you mean? Are you trying to trick me?" Jiang Zhimian asked vigilantly.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of panic, "I don't have any, how dare I play a trick on you, little princess, I really want some of your things to enshrine in this shop."

"I've heard of the sugar figurine sticks that Mianmian ate for Erye Guan, God of Wealth. What does this mean?" Liu Qiaoer looked puzzled.

The old lady Jiang began to get nervous.

Could it be that Baby Mianmian is the reincarnation of the little fairy and has been discovered by this shopkeeper?
Is Mianmian going to turn into a fairy and fly away?
The more she thought about it, the more frightened Mrs. Jiang felt, she quickly grabbed Jiang Zhimian's wrist, fearing that she would fly up.

"Mr. Murong said it. He met Abbot Yimei. Abbot Yimei said that the little princess is the lucky star of the entire Jin Kingdom. Isn't the lucky star a living Bodhisattva? We all hope to be blessed by the Bodhisattva. Now the little princess This living Bodhisattva is right in front of you, why don't you find something to offer and bless yourself?" The shopkeeper explained.

"Master Murong, who is it?" Jiang Zhimian was puzzled.

After meeting a strange man in the bamboo forest in the hot spring villa before, Chi Mohan didn't tell him that the man was called Murong Yan, so Jiang Zhimian didn't know anything about it.

The shopkeeper is a warmhearted person, and told Jiang Zhimian everything.

Lin Miaomiao was very curious, "Is there really such a man in the world, just hearing the voice is enough to seduce the mind, and falling in love with it at a glance?"

"I haven't seen it, but it has spread in the capital, so it must be true." The shopkeeper said.

Lin Miaomiao nodded, "I see."

Jiang Lin next to him was very nervous, "Is Mr. Murong still in the capital?"

Don't let Miao Miao meet, otherwise, if Miao Miao falls in love with him, what should I do?

The shopkeeper shook his head, "I don't know, but I think he should be there. He said that Mr. Murong came to the capital to do something. He can't leave until he finishes it, and it will take several months."

"Ah? It will take so long." Jiang Lin began to feel uneasy.

"Yeah," the shopkeeper nodded, and turned his attention to Jiang Zhimian again, "Little princess, can you give me that sugar stick?"

"No," Jiang Zhimian refused, "I'll still give you money, and I'm not a lucky star. It's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. If you do well, you don't need the protection of gods."

Seeing her take out a stack of bank notes from her pocket, the shopkeeper originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he took it anyway.

After agreeing to change the size at noon tomorrow and send it to Prince Ning's Mansion, Jiang Zhimian and his party left the fabric shop.

When going to other places, the situation encountered is basically the same as in the fabric store.

When passing by the vegetable market, those vegetable sellers stuffed a handful of celery and a bundle of coriander into Jiang Zhimian's arms.

After walking around, the money was not spent, but there were too many things to take.

It seems that today is really not suitable for going out.

The Jiang family unanimously decided to let Jiang Zhimian go back first, and they can go shopping by themselves.

Although Jiang Zhimian was very reluctant, he could only nod in agreement.

But it’s okay to go back to Prince Ning’s Mansion. Today, I asked for leave with the teaching mother. If I go back now, I might be caught by the teaching mother to continue practicing the rules.

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Zhimian went to Mrs. Fu's house to play with Fu Xiner.

Fu Xiner was reading in the yard, when she saw Jiang Zhimian coming, she quickly waved her hands, "Zhimian, you're here, come in quickly."

Before Jiang Zhimian could say a word, Fu Xiner dragged him into the room and dragged him to the desk.

Fu Xiner spread out a blank piece of rice paper, grinding it and moistening it with her own hands.

After finishing the work, I handed the small Langhao pen to Jiang Zhimian, "Come on, write two words."

"What are you writing?" Jiang Zhimian was puzzled.

Fu Xiner replied, "Anything is fine. As long as it is written by you, it is a treasure. I will frame it and hang it on the wall to admire every day."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhimian knew what she meant.

Depressedly, he drew two big crosses on the rice paper, "Did you also hear about the reincarnation of lucky stars outside?"

"You know it yourself?" Fu Xiner was surprised, "Then you really don't?"

Before Jiang Zhimian could answer, she began to analyze again, "I think it must be, otherwise you were born in such a remote place, and you haven't even seen a few powerful people, but you are full of ideas that no one else can think of, and you would Do so many things, and even use them to help the emperor, what is it but a lucky star?"

"..." Jiang Zhimian looked helpless.

"Abbot Yimei's words are never false, and you must be a lucky star." In the end, Fu Xiner came to such a conclusion.

He urged Jiang Zhimian again, "Why don't you write?"

"No more." Jiang Zhimian almost died of depression.

Fu Xiner stared at the two big forks on the rice paper for a long time, and finally nodded her head in appreciation.

"I see, this is what you wrote. It really is a lucky star. What you write is hard for ordinary people to understand. That's right. It's so easy for an expert to understand. I will definitely hang it on the wall. day to figure out."

Jiang Zhimian: "..."

What is there to figure out about the two big forks, figure out what shit!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally he blamed Murong Yan for the source of the matter.

What kind of hatred does this Murong Yan, who has never seen before, have such a deep hatred for her, to harm her like this.

Now it is difficult for her to even go out.

If you see Murong Yan, you must kill him!

"Mr. Murong is a very unusual existence. If you really see him, don't be in a hurry to kill him. Bring it for me to have a look." Fu Xiner said.

"What's so good about this guy? Isn't it because he looks better and is better at flirting with girls?" Jiang Zhimian was very puzzled.

Fu Xiner waved her hand, "You may not know, but he has such a charm. Anyone who meets him will fall in love with him."

"Have you seen him?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

Fu Xiner shook her head, "I haven't seen it before. Didn't I just tell you to bring it for me to see after you see him?"

Then Jiang Zhimian couldn't understand, "You haven't seen it before, you've become such a nympho, why, you are not such a superficial woman, do you have a fever?"

"I'm not a nymphomaniac, I just yearn for it." Fu Xiner said firmly.

Jiang Zhimian cut it, obviously not believing it.

While talking, a servant girl ran in in a hurry, stuttering, "Little...Miss, Murong...Murong Yan!"

(End of this chapter)