Chapter 42: Yield to the money, give me back my innocence, your appearance is enough for three...
Ye Ying sat on the barbecue stall, blinking silently.
A gust of evil wind came, carrying a large puff of smoke, blowing her face.
Ye Ying: "..."
That's why she gave up the high-end restaurant with an average per capita of 5,000, and came to the smoky roadside stall.
Her eyes were gloomy, and she looked at the culprit through a cloud of smoke.
Zuo Huai was also detained for a day and was so hungry that he was all focused on eating, but he was not frightened away by her lewd threats.
His mouth was stuffed with food, like a hamster, and he still didn't forget to greet her: you) lost (eating)!"
Ye Ying bared her teeth: "Master Zuo, didn't you mean to treat me to a nice meal?"
This is the result? ! That's it? !
Don't think she didn't see it, oysters cost ten yuan and half a dozen!
Zuo Huai tilted his head up and poured a big mouthful of ice-cold Arctic Ocean, slipped the contents of his mouth in, and let out a satisfied breath.
He relaxed and leaned on the back of the plastic chair, and only now had time to speak, complaining: "You are too unkind. Those big restaurants throw away all the dishes. If you are hungry all day, you have to eat something solid." Bar?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and yelled at the proprietress, "Two more skewers of steamed buns!"
...this is indeed solid enough.
His stomach growled, and Ye Ying was also hungry. But she had just recovered from her illness, and she couldn't eat hot things like barbecue, so she just asked for a bowl of porridge.
Seeing this, Zuo Huai naturally asked her if she didn't like the food here, Ye Ying shook her head, and changed the topic to a serious one: "What's going on today?"
After a pause, she looked at Zuo Huai suspiciously: "Why did I hear Yan Feng say..."
Zuo Huai was peeling edamame, without raising his head when he heard the words, he replied casually: "Tomb robbery."
Ye Ying: "..."
Punisher, Baoyou, these days have made your life more and more difficult.
Zuo Huai finally came to his senses, and quickly waved his hands: "They suspected me of tomb robbery, but I didn't! Otherwise, why did they let me out so easily?"
Ye Ying looked at him suspiciously.
Zuo Huai wished he could point his finger at the sky, and swore: "Really, don't look at me like that—besides, who have you ever seen tomb robbery in broad daylight?"
"That may not be true."
Ye Ying looked at him with disgust: "Look at your looks, you are very smart."
Zuo Huai: "..."
I thank you, I have been smart since I was a child.
Ye Ying thought of the groveling white and fat middle-aged man, and asked with a frown, "Which Zhang... asked you to rob the tomb?"
"I said there was no tomb robbery." Zuo Huai slapped himself on the face speechlessly: "He entrusted someone to find me and asked me to help him get something from the tomb."
Ye Ying: "..."
Isn't that just tomb robbery? !
She took a sip of porridge, tapped the table with her fingertips, and said in a sincere and admirable tone, "Yes, Baoyou, you have thoroughly studied the criminal law."
"That's his family's own ancestral grave."
Zuo Huai's hand slid down weakly, and he looked at Ye Ying unrepentantly: "It's just that there are some reasons, so I was asked to help him get it."
Ye Ying was shocked, good guy.
Someone actually hired someone to dig up his family's ancestral grave? It's really a dragon and a phoenix among people.
The dragon and phoenix among people is the fat middle-aged man she saw this afternoon, named Zhang Congjian.
Zhang Congjian was a wine seller in his ancestors. Their family has a secret recipe for brewing wine, and the wine they brew is sweet and mellow. They have been famous since they were old, and they have accumulated some family property through this. Their parents even expanded the winery and earned a good fortune.
But when it came to Zhang Congjian, he felt that the old business model of wine making was outdated.
So the winery was closed, and Zhang Congjian was tricked into investing a lot of money in a field that he thought he knew, but actually knew nothing about, and built a technology company.
The result, of course, is that the underpants are almost gone.
When Zhang Congjian found out that something was wrong, it was too late. Seeing that the company could not pay the salary for three months, people were in panic, and the next step was bankruptcy and being blocked to ask for salary, Zhang Congjian suddenly had a dream one night.
He dreamed of a thin and hale old man who claimed to be his wife's grandfather!
His wife and grandfather told him that he was worried that future generations would not be able to keep the family business, so he specially kept a hand.
He asked Zhang Congjian to find his tomb, and dug up the pillow on his body when the year of the earth was in the earth, the moon, the earth, and the earth, and the magic weapon that could reverse the family fortune was hidden in it.
"Is this enough to believe?"
Ye Ying couldn't believe it: "This kind of mysterious and mysterious thing, everyone has to doubt it?"
"He was also desperate and grabbed a straw." Zuo Huai explained: "He didn't believe it at first, but the old man told a lot of family secrets in his dream, and they all matched up. And after waking up, he read the family tree. The portrait is indeed exactly the same as the old man."
Ye Ying frowned, even so, this matter is still too unbelievable.
How could it be such a coincidence that someone gave me a pillow when I dozed off?
But she was noncommittal, and continued to ask: "So he hired you to plan for him?"
Ye Ying frowned, and took a sip of Arctic Ocean: "This is too lazy, if you want to make a fortune, why don't you go there yourself?"
"It's not that he doesn't want to go."
Zuo Huai sighed: "He... can't find the old man's grave at all."
Wife, grandpa... How many generations has it been?
For so many years, even the stone tombstones have been eroded by wind and rain. Zhang Congjian couldn't find any of the ancestor's graves at all—he couldn't dig up all of them to see what was in the pillow, right?
That is the true filial piety.
"So he came to me and asked me to use divination and feng shui techniques to find the location of the old man." Zuo Huai made two more slices of steamed buns, and then continued after taking a breath: "As a result, I just arrived at his ancestral grave. Before I could wait to see, I was pushed to the ground."
This speed, this efficiency, also clearly pointed out the crime of "tomb robbery".
Who would believe that no one called the police in advance and waited for him here!
He slapped his chest and said angrily, "Look at us, how can we look like a tomb robber? I don't even have a Luoyang shovel!"
Ye Ying looked at his outfit.
Weirdly shaped small sunglasses, Han style cotton and linen cardigan, and a folding fan pinned to the waist, and a small compass hanging on the folding fan...
She commented very pertinently: "No, your look is enough for three auxiliary policemen to become regulars."
Zuo Huai: "..."
Destroy it, tired.
"So who would it be?"
Ye Ying listened with gusto. Thinking of all the rich and powerful families and power struggles she had seen, she made a reasonable guess: "I guess he must have brothers."
"You really hit the mark." Zuo Huai glanced at her: "Zhang Congjian has a cousin, and he has been keeping away from him."
"This time, most likely he did it."
Zuo Huai rubbed his head violently: "That's why I don't want to take on this kind of job. There are too many things, too many people, and the inside story is complicated—too troublesome."
"Then why are you still answering?"
"..."
Zuo Huai looked up at Ye Ying with a guilty conscience: "I don't want to, but he gave too much."
Ye Ying rolled her eyes and scolded righteously: "Vulgar! How can people's bottom line be easily changed by yellow and white things?! How much will he give you?"
Zuo Huai looked at her, stretched out his palm and shook it.
"Only fifty thousand?" Ye Ying sneered: "It's just my salary for a few months - I admit that this little trick has attracted me. But that's all, how can -"
"Add a zero."
Ye Ying's eyes widened.
Satisfied with her reaction, Zuo Huai slowly raised Bei Bingyang and took a sip, only to hear Ye Ying exclaim in a low voice: "I don't even know...you are actually one?"
She swallowed, covered her lips with one hand, and looked Zuo Huai up and down: "You have thin skin and tender flesh, I thought you were—"
"Which 'zero'?!" Zuo Huai sprayed, wiped the soda on his face, and glared at Ye Ying: "I said five hundred thousand!"
What is wrong with this human brain circuit? !
"Oh." Ye Ying sat back without interest, and then her eyes widened: "What?!"
half a million?
Didn't Zhang fall from the Jian family? !
Why is there so much money?
She bought a house and worked so hard to save 800,000 yuan for six years!
Is this why a skinny camel is bigger than a horse? !
Numerous barrages flashed across Ye Ying's mind, and Qiu Fu's tears flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Zuo Huai sighed: "What do you think? Before finding the 'Fate Star', several generations of our family stayed outside all day long, and the family couldn't get rid of it."
He looked at Ye Ying, as if looking at a **** of wealth, with a wolf-like light in his eyes: "I'm lucky, I finally caught you, so I can go out to pick up some jobs and maintain my life like this."
Ye Ying tilted her head unexpectedly: "Aren't you all helping Huang Xize find someone? Why, doesn't he pay you?"
Speaking of this, Zuo Huai sighed again: "Of course Liu Ye wants to give it, but he can't."
"People in Zuojia Village owe him dozens of lives. If he hadn't rescued him, the entire village would have been wiped out two hundred years ago."
He raised his head and looked at the night sky: "Heavenly laws are reincarnated, and karma is immortal. What we owe him must be paid back. If we receive a reward, a new karma will be created."
When he said this, Zuo Huai's expression was rarely calm. His eyes were slightly out of focus, as if he could see the familiar stars in the sky through the light pollution of the city.
This look is a bit strange, and it has the meaning of an outsider.
Ye Ying seemed to understand but half understood.
"Let's not talk about it." Zuo Huai quickly returned to his usual playful and smiling face. He looked at Ye Ying with a gossip flashing in his eyes.
Ye Ying looked at him vigilantly, what kind of conspiracy does this guy have?
"That's right, you and Sixth Master..." He put on a subtle smile of "you and I understand" on his face: "What's the matter with you? Do you want me to help mediate?"
Ye Ying glanced at him with fishy eyes: "Do you know how wretched you look now?"
“嗨呀姐妹，别害臊！”左淮涎皮赖脸，让人生出一种想揍他的冲动：“不就是恋爱问题吗？我熟”
...you get it again.
Ye Ying looked at his virtue with a blank face, inexplicably coincident with Tao Zi, who claimed to be "great understanding of love".
She complained: "Ask your uncle about this. I was almost bullied to death. I almost died several times. He is fine, as if he has evaporated from the world."
Ye Ying was very calm, as if it wasn't her who proposed to "calm down" for a while.
But she looked confident, but her ears were slightly warm.
Um... shameless, let's be a little bit shameless. Didn't it say "women chase men's spacer yarn"?
Everyone is a couple, who stipulates that women can't take the initiative? !
She was bluffing, but Zuo Huai on the other side was really confused.
He scratched his hair and looked tentative: "You...don't you know?"
Zuo Huai looked blank: "He left all his cultivation to you, and then went into the mountain."