Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 637 Met Simiao and sold him

At night, Wu Wenhua was drinking alone and walking in the alleys of the capital. Qian Simmei treated those jewelry like treasures and slept on his pillow. Have a glass of wine.

You must find a way to steal all those jewelries, take them to the pawn shop and exchange them for silver, and then go to the gambling house to gamble. If you are lucky, you may be able to win back all the silver you lost before.

Thinking of this, Wu Wenhua wanted to laugh, and took a sip of the wine in his hand, "The most important thing in life is money, besides money, haha, it's still money."

As soon as the words fell, he kicked something under his feet, accidentally fell, and almost dropped the wine bottle in his hand. Fortunately, he hugged his chest, but his clothes were quite wet.

Wu Wenhua got up from the ground, cursing indistinctly, and carefully looked at the things moved to him. It seemed to be a person wrapped in a tattered straw mat. Wu Wenhua stepped forward and lifted the straw mat. A dirty little face was revealed. Wu Wenhua took a closer look. Although his face was dirty, he recognized it at a glance. It was the person who followed Qian Simmei to the gambling house to look for him. His son, Murong Simiao.

Why is he here?They looked for him everywhere, but he was fine and hid here alone to sleep.

Looking at that little face, although it was dirty, it could still be seen that it was a child with a pretty face. I looked around, but no one saw it.

God helped me, I used to plan to find this child and sell him to a rich family. It seems that God thought he had been poor for so many years and deliberately gave him such a chance to get rich.

Thinking of selling this child, the white money, he felt like a cat's paw, itching.

After covering the child with the straw mat, he ran away happily. He had to find the buyer quickly to see what the kid was worth.

"White silver, white silver."

Murong Simiao, who was hiding in the straw mat, had no idea that he was already missed by his own father, and was planning to sell him for money.

For the past few days, he has been hiding in the alleys of the capital, looking around during the day to see if there is anything to eat, and coming to sleep in the alleys at night.

After about an hour, Wu Wenhua brought a man with white beard and white hair.

Wu Wenhua lifted the straw mat so that the man with the white beard could see the child clearly.

"Let me tell you, although the face is a bit dirty, it is definitely of fine skin and tender flesh, top grade, and you should be able to sell it for a good price, how about it?" Wu Wenhua said with a smile.

The old man with the white beard looked at it and stroked his long white beard, "It looks good, but I don't know if there is any problem with your body?"

"Of course there is no problem." Wu Wenhua replied immediately, "This kid eats well and is in good health."

The white-bearded old man took a closer look. The snoring was quite loud. He stood up straight and looked at Wu Wenhua, "Okay, let's make an offer first, how much?"

Wu Wenhua smiled slyly, and raised two fingers, "2000 taels."

"1000 taels." The old man with the white beard raised a finger.

"2000 taels."

The white-bearded old man shook his head, "This kid doesn't know and there is no trouble. I can only refer to 1000 taels."

"There will be no trouble. Let me tell you, this child was born to someone else outside by my mother-in-law. I can't accept it, so I will bring him here. There will be no trouble."

"1000 taels, if you don't want it, just get it." The old man with the white beard was still very tough.

"Okay, okay, 1000 taels is 1000 taels." Wu Wenhua completely compromised.

(End of this chapter)