The madam of Yihonglou stood at the gate with her arms akimbo, looking down at the man.
"Get out of here quickly, it's really unlucky!"
Waving his hand, the madam of Yihonglou looked at him one last time as if looking at garbage, then turned around to go back.
Behind the old bustard, a graceful and graceful woman looked over with tears in her eyes. When she met the man's eyes, the man felt a pain in his heart. He immediately struggled to get up and shouted:
"Xiangxiang!"
Then he stumbled to the old bustard, pulled on the old bustard's sleeves and prayed: "Mother Wang, I still have something to bear, just let me in!"
"Really?" Madam Wang looked him over and waved, "Come in and talk."
Someone invited him in again.
This small episode did not make people on Huaqiao Street stay much longer. It is probably because this kind of thing happens often in front of Yihong Building.
Seeing some people coming out of Yihong Building again, Shen Zhiyao also walked away.
After shopping around Huaqiao Street, Shen Zhiyao chose a pawn shop.
"Shopkeeper, I want to pawn something."
"Put the things you want to pawn here." The shopkeeper fiddled with his abacus without raising his head.
Shen Zhiyao looked at the pawn shop, which had no customers yet, and took out a glass bottle and placed it on the counter.
She bought this to hold homemade jam. She looked around on Huaqiao Street and finally decided to use it as a glass bottle to make money faster.
"This, this is... a glass bottle!" The shopkeeper looked up and saw what was on the counter. He immediately dropped the abacus and picked up the glass bottle with both hands.
"This texture, this color! Girl, please come inside!" The shopkeeper immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum and enthusiastically welcomed Shen Zhiyao into the pawnshop box.
"Girl, I wonder if you're dead or alive?"
In the private room, after admiring the glass bottle repeatedly, the shopkeeper suppressed his excitement and began to enter the business process.
Shen Zhiyao: "I'll die."
It's just a glass bottle, she doesn't have to redeem it.
However, glass was comparable to gold and jade in ancient times, and I don’t know how much it could be worth.
"If you die..." The shopkeeper lowered his head and thought for a moment, then stretched out three fingers: "Three hundred taels."
Three hundred taels!
She had previously converted the silver taels of the Daqi Dynasty, and one thousand fen equaled one tael, and one penny was about the same as one dollar in the previous life.
In other words, a glass bottle can be exchanged for almost three hundred thousand?
Seeing that Shen Zhiyao remained silent after hearing the quotation, with a face as calm as water, the shopkeeper gritted his teeth and stretched out a finger: "Four hundred taels, no more."
Shen Zhiyao: It looks like it can still be lifted up.
"Shopkeeper, you have also seen the quality of my glass cup. It is more than the price of four hundred taels. If it is four hundred taels, I will not accept it."
Shen Zhiyao picked up the glass and gestured to leave.
The pawn shop owner stood up and spoke out to persuade him to stay: "Hey girl, the price is easy to negotiate, easy to negotiate."
The two negotiated, and finally the glass bottle was sold for five hundred taels.
The pawn shop owner gave her five one-hundred-tael silver notes. Shen Zhiyao took out one and asked the shopkeeper to exchange it for one fifty-tael ingot and some broken silver.
Then, she held four banknotes and put them into her sleeves. With a thought, she put the banknotes into the space.
The rest of the silver ingots and broken silver were wrapped in a cloth bag given by the pawnshop owner in person and carried out of the pawnshop.
As soon as she left the pawn shop, Shen Zhiyao turned into an alley that was deserted at the moment, put her fingers into the cloth bag, and stored all the money in the space.
Of course, while putting the silver into the space, Shen Zhiyao took a towel from the space and stuffed it into the cloth bag, leaving the cloth bag still bulging.
"Hand over the money in your hand!"
A ruffian's voice came from the alley ahead.
Shen Zhiyao looked up and saw a carefree eleven or twelve-year-old boy holding a pair of straw sandals, approaching step by step.
Behind her, two people about the same age as the straw-shoe boy also gathered around. They seemed to be in the same group.
"No money, no."
Shen Zhiyao calmly carried the cloth bag behind her shoulders.
The boy in straw sandals pointed at her cloth bag: "You just came out of the pawn shop, how could you have no money? Your bag should contain the money you got when you pawned it. Hand it over obediently and we will let you go. Otherwise... "
Click.
The three of them clenched their fists and moved their muscles, cracking their knuckles together.
The three of them often squat outside the pawn shop, waiting for someone to come out of the pawn shop, and then pick a fat sheep that can be slaughtered.
The clothes this woman wore were of good quality, and her hands didn't look like they had ever done any work. She was probably a young lady from a wealthy family.
In the past, they would not attack such people, but girls from wealthy families would be followed by maids when they went out, and they would not come to pawn shops.
So after following him all the way, they decided to take action.
Grab it tomorrow! This is it!
Shen Zhiyao glanced at the entrance of the alley where no one was passing. Before she knew the details and abilities of these three people, she decided to deal with them.
Turning her eyes slightly, Shen Zhiyao pretended to be scared and choked up: "I have an eighty-year-old grandmother who is ill in bed, and a three-year-old child who is waiting for feeding. I only pawned a little life-saving money. If I give it to you, we will survive." I can’t go on anymore, ugh~”
"Boss, she is also a pitiful person."
Among the three, the slightly younger boy touched his nose with hesitation on his face.
"Sanmao, you idiot, she didn't even comb her hair, how could she have a child?"
Da Mao, the straw-shoe boy who was called boss, raised his hand and gave San Mao's arm a shake.
Shen Zhiyao: I’m careless.
San Mao looked at Shen Zhiyao: "Why don't you comb your woman's hair?"
Is this the point?
Shen Zhiyao was shocked by his brain circuit. Why was this person not so smart?
"I don't know how to comb."
Sanmao suddenly realized and opened his mouth: "That's it."
Da Mao Er Mao: "..."
Shen Zhiyao: "..."
"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't hand over the money, we will... beat you until you cry!" Da Mao stretched out his fist.
"Yes, I will make you cry!" Er Mao and San Mao raised their fists.
Shen Zhiyao took off the cloth bag and handed it directly to Da Mao with the hand holding the bag.
Da Mao snorted softly: "You are wise."
He stretched out his hand to take the cloth bag.
But the moment he came into contact with the cloth bag, his wrist was grabbed. The next moment, the world was spinning, and Da Mao came to his senses. His whole body had been lifted up, and then he was pressed face down to the ground.
"How about it, do you still want to grab it?" Shen Zhiyao held his arms back.
Da Mao tried to move, but couldn't move at all.
Er Mao and San Mao next to them were still thinking about the scene where Da Mao was easily lifted above their heads by Shen Zhiyao, and their eyes widened in shock:
Why does this woman look so weak and so strong?
"Woman, Heroine, we don't dare to rob you anymore, please let me go." Da Mao was very aware of current affairs and began to beg for mercy when he couldn't stop struggling.
Tear.
Shen Zhiyao tore off Da Mao's sleeves.
Da Mao was horrified: "Nvxia, you, what are you going to do? We are robbing wealth, but you are robbing sex?"
