A guide to getting rich

Chapter 335
The storyteller continued: "The story of His Royal Highness King Jin's death in battle has never been seen with his own eyes. As the saying goes, no one has been seen in life, and no corpse has been seen in death. Some people believe that King Jin is still alive, while others believe that King Jin is dead. What the truth is, no one knows."

Someone in the audience asked again: "If King Jin really died in battle, then the crown prince should be King Xiao?"

The storyteller smiled mysteriously: "Things in the world are impermanent. If you don't explain the daily affairs today, especially the royal affairs, there will be three changes a day. No one can tell."

Hu Feng looked at the tea bowl on the table in front of him. There were a few green leaves floating on the surface of the light yellow tea soup.

From the bottom of those two-way cold and deep eyes, violent waves suddenly rose.

Bai Zhi called Xiao Er: "Wrap up these dried fruits, and we will take them away." Then, she handed the tea and fruit money to Xiao Er.

Xiao Er hurried to get the yellow paper for packing, Ah Wu's expression was not very good, after hearing Bai Zhi's words, he said with a dry smile, "I happen to want to go back earlier."

After Xiaoer packed the dried fruit, Bai Zhi picked up the things, led Ru Er with one hand, and Hu Feng with the other hand, and walked out of the teahouse quickly.

On the way back to the village, Hu Feng never said a word. He closed his eyes and rested, seemingly calm as usual, but his hands resting on his knees were always fist-like, and the knuckles were pale.

If he didn't tell, she didn't ask.

If he wanted to say it, he would naturally say it, if he didn't want to say it, if he asked, it would only cause trouble for him.

After returning home, Hu Feng went back to his room sullenly.

Seeing him like this, Hu Changlin wondered, "What's wrong with him? He doesn't look very happy."

Bai Zhi shook her head: "No, maybe he's tired, the injury on his head hasn't fully healed yet."

Hu Changlin didn't doubt him, so he smiled and asked, "How is the leather sold?"

Bai Zhi hurriedly took out the silver ticket and the silver ingot: "It was sold for 360 taels in total, I think so, each of our three families is 100 taels, Li Cheng and Wu Jiang also contributed, and distributed 20 taels to their family, and the rest Let’s keep the 20 taels for public use, and use this for daily food and drink expenses.”

Hu Changlin naturally had nothing to say, and nodded cheerfully.

Ah Wu waved his hands again and again in surprise: "It's impossible, I didn't do much, just share 20 taels like Li Cheng and the others, how can I divide 100 taels so much."

Bai Zhi stuffed the instant cash into his hand, and said with a smile, "Why didn't you do anything? If you hadn't arrived in time, Hu Feng and I would have been eaten by wolves or tigers. Come to think of it, your contribution is the greatest, and I think it's too little to share 100 taels with you."

Hu Changlin also answered: "What Girl Zhi said is true, you can accept it with peace of mind, you deserve it, and we have taken advantage of you."

Awu was happy, and finally nodded: "Okay, then I will accept it."

Bai Zhi said: "The days will be long in the future, and our days will only get better."

Ah Wu responded again and again, feeling extremely happy. Since the incident happened three years ago, he has taken his wife and daughter to live a life of hiding in Tibet. They can't do it, and they can't make money. They don't have money to buy winter clothes and quilts in winter, so they hug each other as a family to keep warm. They don't even have money to treat their children when they are sick, so they can only watch helplessly.

If he hadn't met Bai Zhi and Hu Feng, he really didn't know how his life would go on.

(End of this chapter)