Chapter 122

Thinking of the proposal she gave him that day, she said again: "Have you given it away?" Her tone was obviously not quite believing.

Wu Weian stood in front, his back motionless.

His face was pale, his eyes were deep, and his fists were clenched subconsciously.

Hearing this, he shook his head very slowly, then shook his head again.

Ji Yunxi wondered, "Where did that go?"

Wu Weian opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and spit out two words: "Repay the debt."

Ji Yunxi glanced at him: "How much do you owe?"

Wu Weian sighed lightly, rubbed his eyebrows, and gave up on himself: "I don't know, I don't want to know."

Ji Yunxi: "..."

Ji Yunxi did not inquire any further.

She didn't really want to know how much money he owed.

Anyway, he didn't ask her for it at present, and she naturally wouldn't take the initiative to ask for it.

When he asks for it, let's talk about it.

She is not a good person.

Wu Weian suddenly lost his interest in visiting the granary, and he didn't even want to come here after that: "Let's go back."

Ji Yunxi glanced at him, noticed his lowness, and did not know what to think, her lips suddenly hooked.

But soon, she stopped smiling and said sternly: "I remember, I have to go somewhere, will you accompany me?"

Wu Weian was in a bad mood, and just as he was about to refuse, he caught the look on Ji Yunxi's face.

The expressions on Ji Yunxi's face have always been small, and in most people's eyes, they may look the same, but in fact they are different.

For example, now, Wu Weian sees a hint of cunning?

He stared at her for a while, lowered his eyes, and raised his lips slightly: "Okay."

After the two left the granary, Ji Yunxi asked Baofu to prepare a carriage.

The carriage galloped all the way towards Kaitai Village.

Ji Yunxi came very suddenly, and the shopkeeper of Kaitai Village came to see him in a hurry: "Three girls, uncle, but what happened?"

Ji Yunxi shook her head: "It's alright, ask someone to take us to the warehouse to have a look."

The guy from Kaitai Village opened the warehouse door as he said, and Ji Yunxi walked in first, followed by Wu Weian.

As soon as he entered, Wu Weian was stunned.

The warehouse of Kaitai Village is very large, but it is not empty, but very crowded.

Because there are so many things, the best wood is piled up in a pile, and the best sandalwood that has been transported from a distance is long and long, and it looks very good. When it is put up for auction, many powerful people will ask for it.

And these good woods are the least valuable among them.

Night pearls the size of a fist, agate gems that glitter under the candlelight, calligraphy and paintings worth thousands of dollars, fine china, as well as weapons, medicinal materials, and martial arts secrets that everyone in the rivers and lakes are flocking to.

Even the golden leaves were placed in several boxes.

Wu Weian walked over involuntarily, took a handful subconsciously, and felt the wonderful touch of golden leaves passing between his fingers.

He subconsciously looked up and looked forward.

Ji Yunxi turned her back to him.

It was a ghost, and Wu Weian subconsciously grabbed a handful and just wanted to put it in his pocket.

But no matter what, his wife seemed to have eyes behind her back, and said coldly, "Put it down."

Wu Weian paused for a moment and could only put it back: "Oh."

Chapter 44 Day and night defense

Seeing this, Baofu, who was originally by Ji Yunxi's side, walked over to Wu Wei'an without saying a word, and looked at him with a fierce look on his face.

Wu Weian picked up the fine china and played with it, Baofu stared intently.

Wu Weian grabbed a handful of beads from the box full of big and small night pearls, and Baofu stared at it.

Wu Weian squatted in front of the box full of agate treasure bracelets and couldn't put it down, while Baofu stared condescendingly.

Wu Weian sighed, feeling that the world is really boring.

He got up and walked towards Ji Yunxi.

Ji Yunxi stood in front of the shelf full of calligraphy and paintings, holding the scroll painting in his hand, frowning slightly as if he was recognizing something.

Wu Weian stopped by her side and glanced at her, and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Ji Yunxi looked at the upper right corner of the painting, where a few lines of words were inscribed, and the artist's seal was stamped at the end.

The handwriting of these painters was scribbled, and the letters were even more indistinguishable. Ji Yunxi didn't understand who the painting belonged to after looking at it for a long time.

She pursed her lips, her face became colder, and she looked at him subconsciously.

She thought he might know. But let her ask directly, that is impossible.

Ji Yunxi thought for a while, then said lightly, "What do you think of this painting?"

This is a picture of bamboo and stone. Bamboo seems to be freehand, but it is wonderful everywhere. It can be seen that the painting is exquisite and the artistic conception is also excellent.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless people who have painted bamboo, but the most respected and loved by everyone is Mr. Greetings from the previous dynasty.

Mr. An's paintings are hard to find.

But the money in his wife's hands is more than a thousand gold. He still doesn't know how much money she has, but it is more than a thousand gold anyway.

So Wu Weian was not surprised that the painting fell into her hands.

He praised: "Ask Mr. Ann's bamboo and stone pictures, naturally very good."

Ji Yunxi's eyes widened and she nodded, "I think it's great too."

Occasionally in his spare time, Wu Weian also paints. And deep down, he actually likes to collect the calligraphy and paintings of these famous artists, but these calligraphy and paintings are of great value, and he has

Not enough to spare.

He can't afford such a hobby that demands money.