Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 732 The Ancient Mirror That Can’t Take Portraits (8)

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"Hey, that kid was admitted to university with great difficulty, but the tuition is so expensive. It's all because of my incompetence as an old man. He even wants to drop out of school and work."

Old Li said with a sad and frustrated face.

Yang Zimei's heart felt bitter.

In this world, it is easy for some people to make money and spend a lot of money, while it is difficult for some people to make even a few cents.

"Old Uncle Li, believe it or not, this is a really valuable antique?" Yang Zimei asked, shaking the pendant, "If it is really an antique, would you regret it if you bought it for me so cheaply?"

"Xiaomei, don't make fun of your old Uncle Li. Even if it is true, it has already been sold to you. I didn't own it. What regrets?"

Old Li smiled wryly.

"Old Uncle Li, I think this may be true, so I will give you 5000 yuan, will you sell it or not?"

Yang Zimei blinked, and took out 5000 yuan from the bag.

Old Li looked at the 5000 yuan in a daze, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

My son is only short of 5000 yuan in tuition fees!
However, this thing is obviously fake, it is produced by the unified assembly line of the processing factory, and you can see one or two at every stall on Brunei Street.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head and said, "Xiaomei, this thing is really not real. If you think you want Uncle Li to make some money, then give Uncle 20 yuan, and let Uncle earn you 19 yuan." Yuan, today's business is considered satisfactory."

When Yang Zimei heard this, he smiled.

Being poor but not greedy, just like Li Zhen, is really rare.

"Okay, then I will give you 20 yuan, and I will lend you the 5000 yuan first, and I will pay you back when you have money."

Yang Zimei took out another 20 yuan and said.

"Xiaomei, do you really want to borrow money from uncle? Uncle may not be able to pay it back for a long time." Old Li looked into Yang Zimei's eyes, with muddy tears in his eyes, his voice trembling.

"Old Uncle Li, I'm not short of money, you can pay me back slowly, how much do you have, how about it?"

"Xiaomei, you are really kind to Uncle, did Uncle think of fooling you just now?"

Old Li was ashamed.

"You are a normal seller. Who doesn't do business in Brunei Street? I won't blame you, hehe, anyway, you didn't fool me."

Yang Zimei handed him the 5000 yuan in his hand, "Don't worry, just take it home and pay your son's tuition."

"Thank you Xiaomei, thank you Xiaomei, I'll give you an IOU."

Old Li took out a pen and paper from his bag, wrote Yang Zimei an IOU, and said honestly: "Xiaomei, if I don't have the ability to pay it back, you can take this IOU and ask my son to pay it back. Our old Li The family will definitely not renege on their debts."

"I believe you."

Originally, Yang Zimei just wanted to give him the 5000 yuan, and had no intention of taking it back.

Now that he saw his self-esteem, he took the IOU and put it in his wallet. After greeting the other stall owners, he went directly to Mo Xuan to find Song Xuan.

Mo Xuan also opened the door early.

Two guys were cleaning the neighborhood with a big broom at the door. When they saw Yang Zimei, they immediately put down the broom and greeted warmly, "Xiaomei, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why is it so early today?"

"I want to find Mr. Song for something. Is he in the shop?"

Yang Zimei asked.

"Mr. Song is out, but the proprietress is here."

Hearing that Song Xuan was not here, Yang Zimei was a little disappointed. The main purpose of her visit this time was to ask him to appraise the mirror.

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(End of this chapter)