If he agrees, from now on it will be modest for him to say that he is rich enough to rival the country.
But fortunately, early morning's reason told him that this was definitely a trap. If he nodded in agreement, Jin Mengmeng would have to tell Gu Linghai about this.
Don't we have to be hunted down by all members of the Bone Spirit Sea then? Especially Ren Changan and Wu Ningshuang, it would be strange not to peel off his skin and twitch.
"Hahaha, there's no need for that. The poor monk is not that kind of person." Ling Chen forced himself to calm down and replied with a smile.
"Hehe... he is such a good man. The slave family is becoming more and more attracted to you. Master Sanzang, what do you think we should do?" Jin Mengmeng put her slender hand on Chen Chen's shoulder.
"Girl Jin, respect yourself." Chen Ling immediately shook Jin Mengmeng's hand. He now only felt that the current situation was more difficult than dealing with his inner demons.
"Tsk~ It's really boring." Jin Mengmeng waved her hand and said disdainfully.
"Then do you agree or not?" Jin Mengmeng asked again.
Ling Chen frowned. If he agreed, he would definitely offend the Gold and Silver Bank to some extent, and even the people in Treasure House would not like him.
But if he doesn't agree, if Jin Mengmeng really publicizes his relationship with Ren Hongluan, then almost all people who claim to be righteous will regard him as a thorn in their side.
There might even be some old monsters or people with a much higher level of cultivation than him trying to capture him in order to lure out the people from the Bone Spirit Sea.
No matter how you think about it, it's best to agree to it. After all, one still has some hope of survival, while the other has no chance at all, and it may even be difficult for him to die.
"I'd like to ask Miss Jin to send a message to Bone Spirit Sea for the poor monk. If Hong Luan has no objection, the poor monk can agree." In the early morning, an idea flashed and he thought of a not particularly perfect method.
He didn't say he didn't agree, but if Ren Hongluan didn't agree, Aunt Shuang would definitely get the news, and she would definitely have to deal with Jin Mengmeng. Will Jin Mengmeng be able to find trouble with him then?
However, Chen Chen also knew that there was a high probability that this matter could not be hidden from Jin Mengmeng.
as expected.
"Hmph, okay, I will help you deliver the message, but don't think that I can't understand your thoughts. I have been in charge of various branches since I was fourteen years old. What kind of people have I not seen?" Jin Mengmeng sneered.
"If Gu Linghai doesn't agree, your relationship with Ren Hongluan will be all over the place. Don't blame me for not warning you in advance!"
In the early morning, he felt helpless. He knew that Jin Mengmeng would definitely find out, but now he could only delay it for a while.
What if Jin Mengmeng finds a more suitable candidate than him tomorrow? Right?
"I understand, Miss Jin, please rest assured." Chen Chen said with his hands clasped together.
"You'd better sincerely want to promise me, otherwise..." Jin Mengmeng looked at Qingchen up and down, and sneered again, and the warning in it was obvious.
"The poor monk knows." Chenchen replied helplessly.
Now he was forced into a corner by Jin Mengmeng. If he didn't sincerely agree, he would offend Zhengdao and the Treasure Building, and he would really have no way to go to heaven or earth.
After all, there are branches of Jubaolou everywhere, and I’m afraid they won’t even be able to enter the city by then.
"Don't worry too much. It's not like I want you to be my man. I will naturally protect you from the gold and silver bank." Jin Mengmeng's reaction when she saw Ling Chen, coupled with Ling Chen's handsome face, Jin Mengmeng His tone was also much softer.
"The poor monk just thanked Miss Jin." Chen Chen lamented in his heart and bowed to Jin Mengmeng.
"You don't have to be so polite. Now that we've agreed, there's no need to talk nonsense. I'll help you deal with the poisonous insects first," Jin Mengmeng said.
"Dispose of it?" Chen Qing was stunned. What he wanted was live poisonous insects, how else could he deal with them?
"You don't even know this? Did your master teach you stupidly? You don't understand this kind of common sense?" Jin Mengmeng looked at Qingchen in shock, thinking that Qingchen didn't understand and was pretending to understand.
It turned out that Ling Chen really didn’t understand.
"Uh..." Chen Qing was a little embarrassed, because the old monk Wude really didn't teach him this kind of thing.
"Oh... ok, then I will kindly teach you. When buying live poisonous insects, no matter what purpose you use, you must first use Ma Bamboo powder to paralyze their bodies." Jin Mengmeng explained kindly.
"Otherwise, large movements such as shaking can easily frighten them, which may lead to them indiscriminately attacking all living creatures they can see. Then you will be in serious trouble."
"Ah, I see, the poor monk has learned the lesson." Chen Chen bowed to Jin Mengmeng with his hands clasped together.
Jin Mengmeng waved her hand indifferently, raised her hand and took out a porcelain bottle from her waist. After opening the porcelain bottle, Jin Mengmeng took off a very thin hairpin from her head.
Under Chen Chen's watchful eye, Jin Mengmeng walked to the selected jar, inserted the hairpin into the porcelain vase, stirred it for a few times, pulled it out and inserted it directly into the sealing cloth on the jar.
Then Jin Mengmeng stretched out her hand and flicked the hairpin, then pulled it out, and then followed the same method and treated the other jars in the same way.
"Is this good?" Ling Chen asked curiously.
"Otherwise, how complicated do you think it would be? Wait for a cup of tea for the medicine to take effect, and then you can take it away." Jin Mengmeng looked at Chen Chen with an idiot's look.
"Uh... okay." Chen Chen felt even more embarrassed and raised his hand to touch his nose.
No wonder Jin Mengmeng didn't understand that he didn't understand. It was really inappropriate that he didn't understand such a simple thing. In the early hours of the morning, he just felt that his face was a little feverish.
"Here you go, this bottle is enough for one month, use it every three days, otherwise the poisonous insects will eat each other, don't blame me for not reminding you." Jin Mengmeng capped the porcelain bottle and threw it to Chen Chen.
"Thank you. I wonder how much this Mazhu powder costs?" Ling Chen raised his hand to catch it and asked.
Then I saw that familiar look of idiot again in the early morning.
"Are you okay? I spent more than 200,000 taels for a bottle of Mazhu powder and I will ask for your money? You have a lot of money, right? Then just give me another 100 taels." Jin Mengmeng complained angrily. .
"Well, that's not necessary." Ling Chen said quite awkwardly. One hundred taels is good money, but if he just throws it out because of his bad mouth, how can he be taken advantage of?
"Hmph! I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. Someone will deal with the poisonous insects for you in a while. I'm leaving first. If anything happens, go to any branch and take out your token to find me."
"By the way, when you run out of Mazhu Powder, just go to the sub-floor and use the token to get it from them. I will tell them." Jin Mengmeng snorted, turned around and left.
"Thank you so much, Miss Jin." When I heard that I could save money in the early morning, I could still save as much as one hundred taels per month, and I immediately saluted Jin Mengmeng's back sincerely.
Jin Mengmeng didn't reply, she just walked away with her back to Chen Chen and raised her hand to wave.
"Oh, Miss Jin is such a good person." Chen Chen said with emotion.
Chongming, who was lying on the table silently, rolled his little eyes very humanely, and then turned his head to the side. He simply had no eyes for Chen Chen, it was so worthless.
Not long after, an old man came up and silently packed the unconscious poisonous insects in two bamboo baskets and handed them to Chen Chen.
"Thank you." Chen Chen took the bamboo basket and said.
But the old man didn't say anything in reply. He turned around and went downstairs without even looking at Qian Chen.
Ling Chen helplessly shrugged at Chongming beside him, as if he was asking for trouble.
