Chapter 10 Making Money

Returning to her room, Zhidie tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. After being tortured by He Jinchen for a long time, she almost forgot what the good life was like in the past.

No, it can't go on like this. If you want to resist, you must resist.

She clenched her fist hard to cheer you up.

Resistance starts tomorrow!

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning came into the room, Zhidie woke up.

He washed his face randomly, dressed himself up simply, and smiled at the door of the yard.

Touching the lock on the door with one hand and holding the key in the other, he inserted the key into the lock. With a sound, the lock opened.

She opened the door slightly and put a chair at the door.

Then I carefully cleaned the inside and outside of the yard. By the way, the meal was also ready.

After doing this, she nodded with satisfaction.

Finally, she sat on the chair at the door and looked up, as if she were waiting for something.

"Oh, little butterfly, why are you sitting there?" Early in the morning, He Jinchen got up refreshed.

"Oh, don't bother me." Zhidie blurted out without thinking about it.

"What did you say?" There is a hint of danger in the tone.

Zhidie then reacted and smiled. "Ah, Mr. He, good morning, good morning. I'm looking to see if there is a wolf. If a wolf comes, I can inform you as soon as possible."

What? He clearly said he wanted to resist, but as soon as he saw him, he had no power to resist.

It's really unfavorable, unfavorable!

"How about I watch it with you?"

Are you kidding? How can I implement my plan if you are here?

Thinking of this, Zhidie smiled and said, "Sir He, you must be hungry when you get up so early. I've already cooked the meal. Go and eat it quickly. It won't taste good when it gets cold."

"I don't think it if you don't say it. Now I feel a little hungry, so I'll eat first. Take your time."

"Okay, Mr. He, eat slowly." She said uneasyly, "It's better not to come out if there's nothing to do."

Looking at He Jinchen's back, Zhidie's smile is getting bigger and bigger. Humph, let you bully me. I want to get all the profits back.

Before long, her eyes lit up. Haha, she finally came.

She tidied up her clothes and sat down, as if she were looking at the scenery.

Several young girls came together in the distance, talking and laughing.

"Look, look, I said there must be someone today. Fortunately, we came, otherwise we wouldn't have seen it." A woman in blue said.

"Yes, the person sitting at the gate of the courtyard seems to be Zhidie."

While talking, he came to Zhidie.

"Where has Zhidie been these days? Why haven't I seen you?" Although the words were said to Zhidie, his eyes glanced straight into the yard.

"Is Mr. He in the room?" Someone couldn't calm down and asked.

" Mr. He is eating."

Several people were very happy when they heard it and looked at each other. I'm going to go to the courtyard.

"Hence." Zhidie stood in front of them. "Is Mr. He the one you want to see?"

"What? Why don't you let us see him?"

"It's okay to see him, but there are conditions."

"What's the condition? Tell me."

"After all, Mr. He is not an ordinary person. Everyone knows this."

Several people nodded, "That's natural."

Zhidie continued, "If everyone sees him so casually, won't he be exhausted?"

"So you have to take out a hundred taels of silver to see Mr. He."

"One hundred taels?" Several people asked rhetorical.

Seeing their big reaction, she hurriedly said, "Of course, there are cheap ones."

"I can send you a love letter, one or two pieces of silver."

"Gend a gift of two taels of silver."

"Twenty taels of silver per message."

"If you want to hear Mr. He's voice, it's fifty taels of silver."

"It's a hundred taels to meet."

"If you want to have dinner with Mr. He or ask him out, you have to add extra money."

"These are all Mr. He's meaning. Blame him." Zhidie is very good at blaming others.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and the woman in blue took the lead in saying, "Since this is what Mr. He means, let's do it."

"But we didn't bring any money."

"Let's go back and pick it up and come back."

Zhidie shouted at their backs, "Go back and tell a few more people that Mr. He is back."

Haha, how good this way to make money is. It's not tired, and it can take revenge.

Zhidie laughed when she thought about it.

"What are you laughing at, Xiaodiedie? Tell me if you are happy." He Jinchen asked with a cheap face.

Zhidie covered her mouth in a hurry, "No, I didn't laugh. Did you finish eating so soon?"

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"No, no." Zhidie's sweat is about to flow down. What should I do? What should I do? Why did he come out again? How did he implement his own money-making plan here?

Her eyes turned quickly, "Son He, didn't you sleep well last night? Go into the room and sleep for a while."

After saying that, regardless of whether He Jinchen agreed or not, he quickly pushed him into the room.

"I'm not sleepy yet." He Jinchen looked at the butterfly that pushed her and said helplessly.

"How can that work? If you are not sleepy, you have to sleep. If you don't get enough sleep, your skin will be bad." With that, he lifted the quilt and lay down according to He Jinchen.

"Well, have a good sleep, or your skin will be bad and you won't be beautiful." Then he blindfolded his eyes with his hands.

After a while, he felt that he had fallen asleep. Zhidie carefully closed the door and went out.

After finishing everything, Zhidie was very happy. Counting the time, they should also come back, so they sat on the chair at the door of the courtyard again.

Sure enough, those people have come back and brought back a lot of people.

"Zhedie, this is mine." A girl shyly handed Zhidie a love letter.

"This is mine." Zhidie's hand was stuffed into another letter, and the girl quietly stuffed her some money. "You have to say a few words for me in front of Mr. He."

"No problem, no problem." She agreed happily.

I have gained a lot in the morning. Mr. He's charm is really endless.

I have so much money in my hand. It seems that in a short time, the one thousand taels of silver owed to He Jinchen will be earned back. I feel happy when I think about it.

But it also has disadvantages.

The newcomer always doesn't know the price, and she always has to repeat it over and over again.

It's very tiring to talk too much.

While his mouth was dry, a scholar-like man came forward and said, "How tired you are to say that. I'll write a few words for you and hang it on the door. What do you think?"

"Okay, okay, thank you." Zhidie looked at him gratefully.

"However, words can't be written in vain. How about a word or two pieces of silver?"

"Are you robbing?" Zhidie is very angry. How can this man be as virtuous as He Jinchen?

"If you don't want it, just forget it." The man turned around and left.

"Well, that's it. One taels of silver and one word." She really doesn't want to talk any more. Just spend some money. Anyway, she will earn it back.

Zhidie is still collecting money.

"How many taels of silver do you want to see Mr. He?" A magnetic voice sounded from her head.

"Oh, that's not what it's written. Look at it yourself." She replied without raising her head.

Gradually, she felt that the lively atmosphere around her suddenly disappeared. She slowly raised her head and saw the owner of the voice clearly, "He, Mr. He?"