MTL - Life Going Wild With Plug-ins-Chapter 48 Daily salute

Before I went out, I rubbed a stack of silver tickets to count. It seems that I should give a little red envelope to the little ones for the holidays, but I do n’t know how much to send. I do n’t know if it is more or less to send a hundred or two. Should it be silver or gold? Gold may be too much, and it wo n’t be discovered by others, so I am forced to return it ...

I had no clue, so I had to ask for foreign aid: "Atan, before going out, I want to give some red envelopes to supper seven or seven, how much do you think I should send?"

Ye Tan quietly obediently stood in front of the window, and replied: "I do what the master ordered."

I was very dissatisfied: "I'm asking you, can you have a good conversation? You don't want to say that I'm going to talk to someone else."

Ye Tan thought for a while, and replied earnestly: "The owner is always generous, so he always gives money."

I am lost in thought.

Always money.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still asked the question, "What is the consistent money?"

Ye Tan glanced at me, and then bowed his head and replied, "Back to the master, one thousand copper coins are consistent, one or two silver coins are three consistent coins."

...

I think Yetan's definition of generosity is a bit problematic.

But my cognitive disability, who knows nothing about prices, may not be qualified to question him.

I asked again, "Will there be too little? What can you buy with consistent money?"

Ye Tan: "Badges and food at temple fairs generally cost only a few pennies, and they can't be spent anyway."

It turns out that, hey, that's quite a lot.

But thinking of my divine creation god, I sent a red envelope: "Come, reward you for two and a half dollars."

...... Good rub. So poor. I can't bear it.

Out of the room, I sang "Go out," and supper pushed Ye Tan out. Yelang was covered with a moon white gown and looked very uncomfortable. It was the first time I saw him in a light color, which made people look bright.

Supper proudly said, "How is it, boss, look good? I picked it."

I nodded: "Yeah, it looks good, but why are you all black and why don't you dress like him?"

Supper scratching his head at supper: "I'm not used to wearing such dazzling colors, I always feel like being targeted."

Ye Lan followed immediately, "I'm also not used to it."

Supper is accustomed to it: "Stop."

Ye Lan is as good as good: "Okay."

In fact, Ye Tan is also new clothes today.

Last time I went to the ready-to-wear shop and asked the tailor to come and do the measurements. After measuring the size, I customized several sets according to the instructions of Ye Tan. I thought Ye Tan didn't pay attention to the dress, just a word or two. I didn't expect him to murmur to the tailor for a long time and drew drawings for him.

Seeing him so attached, I can't help but look forward to it. Take a look at it, it's completely black, everything is exactly the same, it's impossible to tell which is which.

Ye Tan saw my doubts, turned the collar over and pointed it to me: "Every piece has a number, it won't be confused."

No. 1 black dress, No. 2 black dress, No. 3 black dress, and so on.

stunned.

Me: "So what did you and the tailor say for so long? What are you talking about?"

Ye Tan turned it over to me at every corner of the clothes: "There are four concealed pockets here, here are the silver needles, here are the drugs. Here is a **** the side of the leg that can hold thirty flying blades. Here in the pants ... "

I hurriedly arched, "Yes, convinced."

So Ye Tan and I did n’t have any dress up play at all, at most I asked: "What is the clothes today?"

Ye Tan said seriously, "Return to the master, No. 7."

Ugh. Meaningless, nothing to say.

Seventy-seven pinched the skirt and came out just right, untwisted, silk-like shawl straight hair. I wore a long dress today, a water-blue skirt and a brocade cape. I was afraid of dragging it up, revealing a pair of small white boots.

We all stared at her without moving, blushing, "Why do you look at me like this ... I, I know it's inappropriate ..."

Supper immediately said: "Juchi is super cute !!!"

I nodded. "It just feels like something is missing."

Supper and I squatted beside her for a long while and asked, "Should I wear a flower?"

Supper: "Yes, don't you have any silver jewelry or something like that?"

Seventy-seven: "Of course not!"

I was busy: "Go and buy it at the temple fair later. Just pick an existing one ..."

Looking back, there are only onions, and garlic shoots in the garden.

I remember when I first bought this garden, there were still a few rose begonias or something, so that all of them became vegetables and condiments without even knowing it.

Too bitter, seven or seven, really paid too much for this disabled federation ...

I moved to a corner and squatted down, beckoning to them: "Supper, Ye Lan, Qi Qi, you come here, squat beside me."

The three stood next to me and stared down at me with a look at the mentally handicapped.

"Squat, get closer." I urged.

Supper next to me and asked, "What are you doing, boss?"

The root of this wall should be a dead end, and those who monitor us should not see it. I took a few silver tickets out of my arms and gave them three, lowering my voice secretly, "Well, today is a holiday, send a red envelope. Secretly to you, don't say it."

One supper: "Wow, twelve? So many!"

I thought deeply: this is the limit that I can control myself to drive down, can't be less.

Qiqi held the silver ticket and said, "Too much, right? This is enough for me to buy two and a half ..."

After listening to the supper, he ran proudly and said, "Ha ha ha ha, you are really cheap. I have a price of two thousand two! It is not great!"

Qiqi said angrily: "You say I'm cheap again! How come there are people like you who can't speak?"

I remembered that when I met for the first time, I laughed at her for being cheap, deeply ashamed, and wanted to comfort her, busy pointing at Yetan in the distance: "By Qiqi, do you know how much Yetan is?"

Qiqi shook his head and said, "Brother Ye Tan must be expensive."

I urged, "Guess what."

Qiqi looked down for a moment and said, "If I'm Ye Tan's owner, no matter how much money others give me, I won't sell it."

...

I was stunned: "When is your relationship so good?"

Seventy-seven angry: "Elder brother Ye Tan will buy good food every morning before I wake up, wash and chop firewood, and then practice sword. I will wash my clothes and quilt at noon. I do n’t know how much! The three abolish people, except eating, are sleeping. "

Supper and I bowed my heads in shame.

Hey, it's true that I'm a dead man who has lost all his senses. I'm so ashamed.

Then he forcibly resumed the topic again: "Ah, no, it only cost one or two to buy Yetan."

Seventy-seven: "Ah ?!"

Me: "Because he was maimed by his previous host, he discounted it without money. This is not his price, it's a handling fee."

Seventy-seven hesitated for a while, suddenly suddenly furious, stomped on my shoes severely: "This kind of thing Ye Tan brother must be sad! You are kidding me! You are too much!"

Ye Tan busily lifted Qiqi and took it away: "You must not be ignorant of your master."

Qiqi bit his lower lip with a crying expression on her face, and Ye Tan panicked: "Don't cry first. I don't mind it ... Thanks to this, I can serve my master. It is my luckiest thing."

I: "Yes, I was very poor at that time, and I had a total of one or two silvers in it. The night trip fee would be as expensive as the first half of a penny, but I can't find Atan."

Seventy-seven look has stabilized a little bit, and I said in earnest: "So, seventy-seven, you are not the cheapest one in the garden, and you can see that the value does not represent anything. Right, Atan?"

Ye Tanzheng knelt down on the ground and photographed the soil on the tip of his shoe, which was scratched by Qiqi, and answered without raising his head: "Well."

Ye Tan Mingming is always sullen, but it turns out that everyone likes him so much, and even the daily madness of our seven or seven to protect him is really a bit magical. How did this happen?

I was busy pulling him up: "Don't worry, let's go."

I remembered that it was the first time I heard the value of supper, and I asked, "Yes, what about the Yelan?"

"... two thousand three." The supper suddenly discouraged.

I exclaimed: "Well, you are actually cheaper than him."

"No way, because he has a very good record. I don't know how many times he has won on the trial ground. If it's not stupid, he should be able to rate four thousand two." Ye Xiao looked up at Ye Lang, his tone was very low, Ye Lan looked back blankly and he didn't seem to understand why he was sad. I was about to comfort this pair of desperate people, and supper suddenly laughed, "But the boss just took a total of more than four thousand two, ha ha ha ha, fortunately this guy Silly, or you can't afford it that day. "

"Although I'm valuable, I still feel so much money for the first time." Supper waved his hands with a big hand, "Go away, I'll treat you and take you to eat delicious and spicy."

Ye Tan: "Don't walk in front of the host."

Supper: "Oh. Sorry."

My dignity was saved by Yetan.