4210 The Feeling of Being Pitted at the Door 1

Hehe, Uncle Duanping, known as a little fox in Cloud City.

Unexpectedly, this time, I was also taken advantage of by myself.

"Okay, let's do it!"

He took a piece of parchment, and then, he wrote the contract on it, and the two of them used spiritual power together to make a seal.

Uncle Duan is very trustworthy, and immediately, a group of subordinates came over with a few boxes.

Inside are all bright gold coins that can almost blind people's eyes.

"Okay, now, you can take out the medicine pill!"

Han Tiancheng looked up and saw that the sun had just risen above his head.

It is noon.

"Now, all the conditions have been met for you. If you still can't hand over the medicinal pills I want before sunset, I will tear down your shop and sell all of you to the government as slaves! "

Han Tiancheng said arrogantly.

"Master Han, it's not worth it for you to spend so much money? In fact, it's only two or three days away."

Ye Qingli pretended to be kind and said.

However, the more she said that, the more Han Tiancheng felt that there was a ghost in her heart.

"Hmph. This young master is rich, and he is used to spending like this. Can you manage it?"

"Ugh."

Ye Qingli shrugged and said helplessly, "The second generation of rich people is just rich and self-willed!"

In fact, her heart was about to bloom.

This kind of person crying and shouting, rushing to send their money, is really touching!

What kind of feeling is this?

This is a kind of feeling of taking the initiative to come to the door and be pitted, and also smile.

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However, Han Tiancheng had no such awareness at all. He waved the folding fan in his hand and said triumphantly.

"Hurry up and take out the medicinal pills that this young master wants. Listen carefully. What this young master wants are these five medicinal pills, including the promotion pill and the crane top pill..."

He said several things at once.

"Remember, what this young master wants is high-grade medicinal pills, and you can't fool things with ordinary quality medicine!"

"Hehe, don't worry, our shop has always been fair and just, and the old man is innocent, and will never do such shoddy things."

"Okay now, I'm going to prepare the medicine pill, excuse me for the time being."

After speaking, Ye Qingli cupped her hands and walked back.

"Hmph, you guys have taken the entire Lingyuntang to my jail, don't let this woman take the opportunity to slip away!"

Han Tiancheng shook his folding fan proudly.

"Today, this young master will see how he prepares the medicinal pill I want!"

"Come here, move a chair, today, this young master will not leave!"

Someone hurriedly moved a Taishi chair, and then Han Tiancheng swaggered up and sat on it.

Everyone around, all looked at him and looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, this young master Han actually did such an amazing job!

All of a sudden, Ye Qingli was forced into the corner!

That's called being rich!

Just to kill you with money!

Alas, do we ordinary people still have a way to live?

Many people felt sympathy for Ye Qingli.

They didn't leave either, they just gathered around to watch the fun, wanting to see how things would develop in the end.

In the midst of the noise, no one noticed that a group of tall horses came slowly and quietly from the other end of the long street.

A tall and handsome man, dressed in a green shirt and a hat, sat on a horse and thoughtful.