Fat Sister became a top star after participating in a stall variety show

After the person in charge sent away this group of people and a pile of scraps, he looked at their backs and called Lao Tie.

Lao Tie heard what the other party said and was silent for a long time, then nodded: "I understand, thank you, uncle."

The person in charge of the scrap yard is a relative of Lao Tie. In terms of seniority, he calls him third uncle.

If it weren't for this relationship, he wouldn't have known that this would happen after he left.

Lao Tie told Shen Miaoyan about this matter.

Shen Miaoyan smiled and said: "These people are the culprits who changed your jade."

Changed to jade?

Why can't he understand?

Chu Lin suddenly realized: "Master, you mean that there is actually no problem with these raw materials at all, including Lao Tie's friends, but there was a problem when the raw materials were transported?"

Lao Tie murmured: "It turns out that someone was watching and the package was switched?"

Shen Miaoyan nodded: "There should be some expert guidance behind them, allowing them to pull off such a trick."

When the viewers in the live broadcast room saw this, they transformed into Sherlock Holmes.

[What did I hear? Did the anchor just solve a big case called the Wool Subscription Scheme? 】

[Forget it about fortune telling, forget about catching ghosts.Master, why do you still work part-time to find lost property for others? Isn’t this the job of the police? 】

[Our master is omnipotent. 】

[What should I do if I admire the master more and more? I also want to be the master’s little follower.Ying Ying Ying. 】

[What are you thinking about? Nothing has been settled today. What if it doesn’t work? 】

Lao Tie didn't see the live broadcast room. He couldn't help but feel a chill on his back. If he hadn't met Shen Miaoyan today, he might have lost the 2000 million.

Expert advice.

Boss Zhao was extremely happy: "Master, this means that these seemingly scraps are the raw materials that Lao Tie originally ordered, so his 2000 million..."

"I definitely can't pay for it." Shen Miaoyan also showed a smile, "I just took a look and there is a lot of good stuff in it."

Lao Tie felt like he had gone from hell to heaven.

He was so excited that he didn't know what to say: "Master, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. Whatever ingredients you like, I will bring them to you!"

Shen Miaoyan was not polite: "Here is a piece of good fortune, wealth and longevity material, give it to me. Violet is also fine."

Chu Lin was a little shocked when she heard this: "Master, do you think that the ingredients are ordered a la carte? No one knows what ingredients are being prepared. It can only depend on luck. What if it is not available?"

Shen Miaoyan said calmly: "I did some calculations and it must be there."

Lao Tie was dubious, but he still promised: "Master, I will go back and open it overnight. If there are really these things, I will send them to you immediately."

When we returned to the city from the trading market, it was already dark.

The day is also over.

Shen Miaoyan and Chu Lin returned to the B&B.

On the other side, Dr. Yuan went home, thinking about the mountain ghost money he sold today, and Shen Miaoyan, and made a call to a relative.

Boss Zhao bought a lot of yellow paper and incense candles, found a relatively quiet cross street, chanted his father's name, and then burned the yellow paper and followed Shen Miaoyan's instructions to ask his father how much entrepreneurial funds he needed.

The old man who saw his friend off finally saw his son wake up in the middle of the night. This was the first time in the past few days that he was sober and called daddy. He didn't ask for food or hit anyone.

The child said ignorantly: "Dad, I feel like I have had a long dream these past few days." Lao Tie wiped his tears: "It's okay, kid, just wake up. I'll see dad when I wake up."

"Dad, why have I gained a lot of weight? I can't even put on my clothes." The child pouted.

"It's okay, it's okay. Dad will take you out to buy clothes another day."

"Dad, my mouth hurts and it's bleeding..."

At night, Boss Zhao rarely had a peaceful sleep.

In the dream, he still dreamed of his late father. It was rare that his father did not curse at him, but was extremely happy.

"Son, you did a great job this time. You gave me enough money and incense. I am so envious of my group of immortal friends."

"That master is good, he is a master. Hehe, I need about 20 billion hell coins to start a business. I will treat you at home in three days, so remember to burn it."

"By the way, if you have any fashionable gadgets, burn them for me, and I will make them envious."

"Oh, your Uncle Qi Ming wants your help with something, please give me some snacks. Your Uncle Qi Ming hasn't received the money from your family for half a year. He has been very poor recently. He comes here every day to eat and drink, and he is tired of it. You are going to die Let his son burn the paper!"

"Remember?"

Boss Zhao listened with a smile the whole time, but he was really happy. In addition to not being scolded, his father actually told him how to do things.

"Don't worry, Dad, I remember everything."

"You live a good life there, and don't worry about your son...everything at home..."

Boss Zhao was kicked awake by his father before he finished speaking.

He opened his eyes, touched his phone and saw that it was already six o'clock.

Although it was a busy night, I finally had a good sleep.

Since he couldn't sleep anymore, he simply got up, opened his address book, found a person's phone number, and dialed it.

The other party answered the phone, obviously angry.

"Old Zhaotou, what time is it? You've woken up someone else's dream!"

Boss Zhao coughed: "Qi Shuang, you are in big trouble."

Qi Shuang, who was opposite him, was shocked. He thought about it carefully and realized that it was no big deal.He said unhappily: "Aren't you happy to find someone so early in the morning? I heard that you were scolded by the old man overnight recently. Are you looking for trouble?"

Boss Zhao coughed: "Those are all trivial matters. Let's solve them. It's you instead. I kindly remind you that you have a big problem."

Qi Shuang was silent for a long time, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll see you at the same place in half an hour. If you don't tell me clearly, I'll beat you until your own father can't even recognize you!"

Half an hour later, Boss Zhao and Qi Shuang were having breakfast in front of a small shop.

After hearing what Boss Zhao said, Qi Shuang couldn't help but wonder: "No, I just burned the paper for my father three months ago, but I didn't receive it."

Boss Zhao knows Qi Shuang very well and knows that he is a filial person. There is no reason to lie about this kind of thing.

He pondered for a moment: "But, my father told me very clearly in his dream that Uncle Qi Ming has not received any offerings from the family for half a year, and he is already starving."

Although Qi Shuang didn't know what the problem was, when he heard it, his father couldn't even eat and he became anxious.

"Then this, how can this be good?"

Boss Zhao couldn't understand either.

Qi Shuang's eyes lit up: "By the way, Lao Zhao, you said that the nightmare you had these days was solved because of the help of a master. Can I also go to this master for my matter?" (This chapter over)