Chapter 3226: When I was exiled (43)

Half an hour later, Jin Qing happily pinned the newly carved tablet to her waist, and solemnly nodded to the carver: "You are good at your craftsmanship. I will come back to you when I die next time."

The carving master looked at Jin Qing with a numb face: Next time, why is there a next time? Who is this woman and why should she carve a memorial tablet for Baha?

Didn't those people say that this woman killed Baha? Why did they bother to make a memorial tablet for Baha?

Seeing the dull look on the sculptor's face, Jin Qing rubbed his chin to see if there was any fixed link missing.

Realizing that Jin Qing seemed to be thinking, 707 began to count down in his mind what serious things his host could come up with.

Qian Duoduo understood what Jin Qing meant and walked to the shop owner: "How much is it?"

The store owner was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hand: "No money, just take it."

He has opened a coffin shop in a border town for hundreds of years. It is considered a monopoly industry, but it is not short of money.

Unexpectedly, Jin Qing suddenly showed an expression of realization, and then waved his hand to the shop owner: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, just give me some."

Although this shop owner is not a good person, since they carved this tablet so ugly and it is so strong, they should order less.

The boss obviously didn't understand Jin Qing's kindness and thought he heard wrongly. He couldn't help but ask again: "What did you say?"

Not only the shop owner looked at Jin Qing dumbfounded, but even the long-term workers in his shop put down their work and looked at Jin Qing in surprise.

Is this an open robbery?

How could this lady do it in such a serious way?

Realizing that the store owner was not going to give him any money, Jin Qing's eyes instantly turned cold: "It's a robbery. Give me all the valuable things in your store."

She also has a sense of professional honor, okay!

Shop owner: "." How about continuing the previous topic, that one seems to be cheaper.

Mo Qianxue came close to Qian Duoduo and kept winking at Qian Duoduo.

Can you please stop grabbing this kind of useless shop? Not to mention whether it hurts luck or not, the key is hurting face!

Qian Duoduo didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. At this time, she was looking at the things in the shop and quickly estimated the value of these things in her mind.

To be honest, the border town here is really poor. Even the coffins are made very thin. Let alone a hundred years, it should not be easy to survive ten years.

Just as Qian Duoduo looked at the coffin shop with critical eyes, the boss finally understood what Jin Qing meant.

After looking at Jin Qing with a distorted face for a long time, the boss nodded to Jin Qing in a sensible manner: "You can take whatever you want."

That's all, his backer was Baha. Now that Baha has fallen, it's better to keep your tail between your legs until a new leader is in place.

This female Rakshasa even killed Baha, so killing herself is not just like playing.

Lose money and avoid disaster, send the plague god away quickly, and keep your monopoly is the right thing to do.

Half an hour later, Mo Qianxue walked out of the shop with a string of white lanterns hanging on the back of her neck and white linen wrapped around her body, dejectedly holding several large packages of ingots, white wax, and paper money.

Facing the probing eyes of his subordinates, Mo Qianxue lowered her head. Have you ever seen someone go to a paper shop to grab gold ingot candles? I have seen it today, and I have lost all my face in this life!

Following behind Mo Qianxue was Qian Duoduo, happily holding six paper dolls. She had looked at them and found that these dolls were the most beautifully made and should be the most valuable.

Don't say stupid things that are auspicious or unlucky to her. She is a merchant and only calculates price and value.

(End of chapter)