My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 339 1.339 Why is poverty worse than poverty

Just listen to the loud noise!

Under the blow of Ning Bifan, she was shocked by the girl Qiao even bringing a window shelf together.

Girl Ning chopped half a wooden window frame, and half a torn apart wall, and was thrown out to lie on the ground.

People on the street: ...

When I saw a girl flying out of the window frame, the passers-by hurriedly avoided it, staring blankly at the girl and slamming on the ground, falling awkwardly, and eating dog shit. Here comes the bleeding.

Immediately after that, some wall stones and wooden window fragments fell on her body, making them quite embarrassed.

"Shimei!" The tall man with a cat on his waist, leaped out of the window hole, and hurried to his own sister, and reached out to lift her up.

Ning Bifan whispered to his brother with a "wow" cry and fell into the man's arms.

The shopkeeper at Chaohui Pavilion only felt that the black line was running straight, and hurried out of the room, looking at the embarrassed girl Ning, and said in a hurry, "that, the wall and the window are broken! It is compensation! "

Passersby: ...

Treasurer, do you think you are kind? People and girls have fallen into a dude's face, and you still chase them out for compensation ...

Ning Bifan only felt that she had never been so dark for eighteen years. She cried so thinly that she raised her head and yelled at the shopkeeper, "Did I smash it? Are you sick! You have a debt and a debtor! You find her Compensation goes! "

Classmate Qiao reached out and followed.

Facial paralysis just felt that the girl was inexplicable, and Wu walked to the shopkeeper and said, "You haven't finished talking just now."

The shopkeeper looked at the little guy with a speechless face, and explained with patience, "Jubaomu is a unique pass exchange certificate for our Zhaohui Pavilion. In the past, ten thousand gold was able to handle one ruby ​​jade lucky charm, and one hundred thousand gold could handle one blue jade. Wanjin applies for a black jade amulet. Every time you come to buy and sell something, you can get a certain point. "

"Oh." The little guy decisively chatted.

The corner of the old shopkeeper's mouth was slightly drawn, and he couldn't help but say, "Now it is no longer possible to handle Jubaomu, unless you can come up with a lot of good value."

The small facial paralysis looked at the shopkeeper without speaking. The shopkeeper could see it. The small facial paralysis in front of him was still waiting for him to continue to explain, and he could only continue silently, "Well, the five hundred blank signs you just fancy, you need Three thousand points. "

"Well." Ning Bifan couldn't help sneering, "Three thousand points, do you have soil buns?"

Her one thousand points have been saved in previous years, and they have been saved for almost six years! She didn't believe it when she was killed. The soil bun in front of her had 3,000 points.

"You don't have it!" Small facial paralysis turned his head and looked at Ning Bifan, the expression of "worse is worse than poor".

This little expression was so terrible that even the shopkeeper couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You! You are ..." Ning Bifan shivered with vigor.

"All right, sister, don't make a noise." The man frowned impatiently. "Let's take something and leave. Master is still waiting for us at the inn!"

"No, you have to pay the compensation," the old shopkeeper said with a calm face.

Ning Bifan was extremely lame and threw away a bag of grain to the old shopkeeper, "Enough?"

The old treasurer shook his head.

Ning Bifan was so angry that he threw out another bag, and his heart was sore. "So many beans are enough for you to ask two people to fix ten walls!"

The shopkeeper didn't say anything.

Ning Bifan turned his head and pointed at the tree ...

(End of this chapter)