She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 143 IOUs
He Miao slowly walked down the stairs and walked out step by step.

It was evening, and the number of people on the pier gradually decreased.A gust of wind blew Song Zishu's hair on his forehead. He was holding a pile of wet clothes, and his face was full of innocence.

She walked slowly to Song Zishu.

When Song Zishu saw He Miao, the light in his eyes lit up, and then quickly dimmed.Without waiting for He Miao to ask, she just explained in a low voice:

"The old man said he didn't see my money, only my clothes."

After all, he added in frustration:

"I probably lost it when it was underwater, that is, when I lost the aquatic plants. The old man said that he would help me find it."

He Miao knew that for someone like Song Zishu, he would definitely believe what others said.Perhaps the money had indeed been thrown into the water, but in any case no suspicion would arise in his mind.

As for whether the old boatman will help him find it, whether he can find it, and what to do if he can't find it, he doesn't think about it.

"Where is your home?"

He Miao asked.

She planned to give him some dry food, and then find a boat to take him home.Simple people are only suitable for being flowers in the greenhouse, not for wandering in the rivers and lakes.

Song Zishu pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, he naturally knew what He Miao was thinking.A pair of deer-like pure eyes are full of stubbornness.It seems that he has made up his mind not to go home.

He Miao blinked, turned around and left.

Since he doesn't want to go back, let him suffer more.

He Miao got up and went back to the inn, ordered a bowl of eel noodles in the lobby, ate it quickly, and went upstairs again.

From the beginning to the end, Song Zishu didn't look at her again, and she didn't pay any attention to Song Zishu.

He Miao is now in the critical period of breakthrough. After soaking in the Jiangnan water town for a long time, she feels that she is about to reach the ninth floor.

The sun is getting darker, and the night is falling.

Mostly it was near the lake, and the wind was much stronger at night, so He Miao felt refreshed.

The heart of the cold pool emitted light blue light, covering He Miao's whole body, and the water vapor from Hongze Lake nourished her dry limbs and bones after being absorbed by the Hanba.

In order to raise land, a vein in He Miao's body was unblocked, and abundant spiritual power poured into it.

He Miao opened her eyes, and she broke through to the ninth floor of the Qi refining period.

After working hard for a long time, she finally recovered from her previous injury.

He Miao got up and opened the window again.

Outside, a faint lamp was lit at the entrance of the inn. The light was dim and faintly illuminated a person squatting on the pier.

It's Song Zishu.

He is probably still waiting for the boatman to bring back his lost silver.

Regardless of whether the boatman greedily took the money because he saw the money, or the money was lost in Hongze Lake, the money will never be returned.

Song Zishu didn't want to understand this truth.

He Miao sighed, what did that sentence say, who told her to meet her.

Seeing He Miao again, Song Zishu just rolled his eyes, without raising his head, he just squatted on the pier in the dark night.

"Let's go." He Miao said calmly.

Song Zishu didn't speak.He didn't like the way He Miao was condescending to him.

He has read the books of sages, and he knows the great truth that "if you give it to you, those who practice the way will not accept it; if you give it to you quickly, you will be disdained by others".

"Let's go, treat you to some noodles. I need your help with something."

He Miao's attitude softened a little, knowing that he must protect his fragile but self-respecting young boy's heart.

Now that she has managed to break through the first layer, she is in a good mood, so she doesn't care about him anymore.

As soon as Song Zishu heard that He Miao wanted to ask him for help, he stood up, his legs were numb after squatting for too long, one of them couldn't stand firmly, and almost fell down.

He Miao pulled out the mahogany sword and supported him with the sword.

Song Zishu limped along with He Miao and walked towards the inn.

"What do you want to eat?" He Miao asked calmly.

Now that Song Zishu knew, he couldn't let his own thoughts come to him, and said to the waiter in the shop, "Here's a bowl of the cheapest noodles."

The shop waiter was taken aback, seeing that Song Zishu didn't look like a poor man, but he was dressed like the most inferior fisherman in the neighborhood.

He Miao added on the side: "Add some meat."

Teenagers are growing up, so they can't do without some nutritious food.

The noodles were brought up quickly, and the young man devoured the food so much that there was not even a little bit of soup left, and the bottom of the bowl was turned upside down.

Seeing that the young man was full, He Miao asked indifferently:
"What if the old man can't find the silver for you?"

Song Zishu was taken aback, he never thought about it, what if the money can't come back?When he was about to travel the rivers and lakes and roam the world, he never thought that all the money he brought would be lost on the first day he left the house.

"I'll give you an idea. Don't worry, I definitely didn't tell you to go home." He Miao said with a smile on his lips.

Song Zishu didn't notice any signs of danger from He Miao's words just now, and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay."

"Xiaoer, please bring a pen and paper and borrow it." He Miao waved to the waiter in the shop.

"Yes."

The waiter in the shop happily took the brush and paper over, and said earnestly, "Please, sir."

He didn't forget to take away Song Zishu's clean bowl.

"Xiaoer, how much is this bowl of noodles?" He Miao stopped the waiter from the shop and asked.

"Guest officer, this bowl of noodles costs five Wen."

"Okay, open another guest room upstairs, how much is the total?" He Miao said calmly.

"Guest officer, a guest room upstairs is Liushiwen."

"understood."

He Miao turned around, handed the brush to Song Zishu who was beside him and said, "Come on, write me an IOU."

"IOU?" Song Zishu was a little puzzled.

"Yes, you can't eat and drink for free, can you? Let's count it as a five cent profit every day." He Miao said brazenly.

"By the way, remember to count the two cakes at noon. You will have to write an IOU for every money you spend from me in the future."

He Miao added lightly.

Song Zishu clenched the brush tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged, seemingly reluctant.

"If you don't want to, I'll take you home right away. I'm not doing charity. "

This last sentence made Song Zishu make up his mind, and began to write the IOU.

He Miao watched carefully from one side, the boy's handwriting was neat and his sentences were fluent, it could be seen that he had received a good education.

Such a person is really not suitable to come out and roam the rivers and lakes.

"Remember to mark the date on it." He Miao took a look at the IOU and added.

Song Zishu honestly wrote down the date and name, and at He Miao's request, pressed the red handprint.

Only then did He Miao put away the IOUs contentedly, and said to the waiter in the shop:

"Go and help him open a room. By the way, take him to carry the bucket of water, and he has to wash his clothes."

Young master Song Zishu is used to it, so he has never done such rough work, but now that He Miao is his creditor, he naturally dare not refute.

Seeing Song Zishu reluctantly followed the waiter to the backyard, He Miao glanced at the IOU in his hand and his eyes darkened.

One of the reasons why she kept Song Zishu was because of her damn sympathy.

But most importantly, Song Zishu has a secret.

At the bottom of Hongze Lake, how did Song Zishu see at a glance that the real body of the jellyfish mother is a buffalo? He Miao still hasn't figured it out yet.

Instead of letting him wander around, it is better to stay by your side and observe.

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(End of this chapter)