315 The First Assassin (8)

The wind blows, and the curtains are as soft as clouds, with a faint floral fragrance, sweet but not greasy.

Lin Huai blinked his eyes slowly, his breath gently melting in the wind.

If you get close, you will leave quickly without causing any objection.

Linhuai picked three persimmons and handed them to the landlady, two small and one big. She weighed them skillfully and said:

"Seven taels per catty, nine copper coins."

The person under the curtain half-closed his eyes, remained silent for two seconds, and said calmly: "Take off the big one. It won't cost you so much to make persimmon soup."

The landlady heard this and felt a little impatient. The young man in front of me spent a long time choosing how many to weigh, but he ended up asking for two small ones.

So I reluctantly took away the biggest one. He called him again and said unhappily:

"One and a half pounds, seven copper coins."

The system reminds you in your mind.

Suna knew that the landlady had tampered with her when she weighed her for the second time. She secretly pressed her hand in the blind spot of her sight. Her movements were experienced and she had obviously done similar things many times.

The actual weight of two small persimmons is not that much at all.

But before she could tell the people next to her, she heard the young man's tone became slightly lighter, "I understand."

Then he took out two copper coins and put them gently on the plate, then took away the big persimmon he took out.

If you think of it this way...there's nothing wrong with it.

This big one can compare to the two smaller ones.

The landlady watched helplessly as he took the things away naturally, but she was so dumb that she couldn't say anything.

I could only watch him leave, angry and anxious.

Suna found it funny and lost interest in buying persimmons. Originally, when I came here, I didn't care about drinking.

He followed Linhuai in the direction he was walking, greeted him in a friendly manner, and patted him on the shoulder.

"My dear friend, do you know how to get to the umbrella shop in Xicheng?"

Suna curled her lips, jumped in front of him in a few steps, and then lazily walked backwards facing him.

Her long hair was tied loosely at the side of her neck, and the ink color was flying, giving her a somewhat wanton elegance.

Linhuai stared at her silently, knowing that she was going to pay for the roof.

Simply lift the curtain to let the other party recognize me, and say lightly: "Come with me."

Suna made an expression like "It's you" and followed him all the way. Feeling that something was getting more and more wrong, he couldn't help but tilt his head and guess.

Could it be... that he was so proactive because he knew the purpose of her going?

The two of them had nothing to say. This accidental fate was only based on the compensation transaction.

This is not okay.

Suna was at a loss for words: "Did you open that oil umbrella shop?"

"Um."

Suna: "Can I call you the shopkeeper Lin?"

"Can."

Such questions and answers seemed a bit inexplicable. Suna blinked and asked, "Isn't Shopkeeper Lin curious about why I appeared in the store last night?"

"Falled through the hole in the roof."

Suna: "..." Isn't this nonsense?

Lin Huai naturally knew what she meant, but he didn't care.

Judging from the battle last night, this person is not simple. But this does not prevent him from easily earning repair fees from the other party.

Suna lost interest in chatting. After going to the store, he handed the wallet containing money to the other party and left.

She had already decided without speaking just now to complete the main mission first. After all, time waits for no one in the martial arts competition. Otherwise, how can she still fall in love if she is kicked out of the plane?

After she left, Lin Huai poured out the silver and counted it.

I counted some, and there were a few missing.

The accounting fingers paused slightly, and he lowered his eyelashes and quietly recorded the account books.

No loss, no impact.

On the way back, he passed by the inconspicuous fortune-telling parlor. After being repeatedly teased by the system, Suna finally chose to go in.