Chapter 31
The humble scholar who left home with his paintings in his arms originally planned to go straight to the pawn shop and pawn all the paintings in his hand no matter how much they had, but because he was walking too fast, he accidentally fell and the paintings in his hands were scattered all over the floor.

One of the paintings rolled farther away. After getting up, he first picked up the scattered paintings beside him, and then went to pick up the painting in the distance.

But when he walked over to pick up the paintings, he looked up and saw a strange shop in front of him, with the words 'There is a small shop' written on it.

He has lived here for more than ten years, and he has never seen such a store, and he didn't see a new store open when he went out today.

Why did a store pop up all of a sudden?
At this time, a crisp female voice came from the store, "Guests outside the door, please come in."

Hearing the voice, the scholar hesitated for a moment, and finally walked in.

After entering, I found that the inside is not very big, just the size of a hut, and the furnishings inside are also very simple, a bench, a table, and a small stool, nothing else, it couldn't be more simple.

Sitting on the bench was a mysterious woman in a bright red dress and a mask with a pattern on her face.

"Welcome to a small shop. You are the first customer of this shop. What do you need? This shop has everything you need. As long as you can name it, this shop can provide it."

Ling Nuan changed her attire, put on a mask, and sat on a bench to entertain the scholars.

Because it was too hasty, many details were not done properly, so I had to make do with it.

But it doesn't matter, these are not important, as long as they can help people.

"Sorry, I don't have money to buy anything, I just want to sell the paintings in my hand for money." The scholar said a little nervously, and was about to turn around and leave when he heard the woman sitting on the bench say: "This store also accepts all kinds of treasures. Strange treasures, antique calligraphy and paintings, are you willing to sell me the paintings in your hand?"

Hearing such a sentence, the scholar was very surprised and was very surprised, "Ah? You...you want to buy my painting? This is my own painting, not a famous masterpiece."

"Then will you sell it or not?"

"Sell, sell for any amount."

"Okay, the unit price is twelve taels."

"what?"

Twelve and one picture?
He might not get a tael if he sold all the paintings in his hand, but this woman in red actually gave him one tael?
The scholar needs money so much, no matter whether the other party is a liar or not, he just put all the paintings in his hand on the table, "I'll sell, I'll sell them all. Here are ten paintings, do you want them all?"

With a light wave of Ling Nuan's hand, Wuding silver ingots appeared on the table, 20 taels for a certain amount, and 100 taels for a five-setting amount.

Seeing the Wuding silver ingot appearing like this, the scholar was stunned, and looked at Ling Nuan with eyes full of respect, "Are you a fairy?"

Fairy?

Hearing this word, Ling Nuan had a flash of inspiration, so he simply pretended to add a little mystery to himself.

"Your filial piety is commendable. The price of these twelve taels is your filial piety. Your mother is still waiting for you to buy medicine and go back to save your life. Hurry up and take the money to buy medicine."

"Duan Yixuan kowtows to thank the fairy." Duan Yixuan really regarded Ling Nuan as a fairy, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to her with sincere gratitude in his heart, and then got up to take the money and leave.

But when he walked out the door and looked back, he found that there was nothing in front of him, and there were no shops there.

If he didn't have real money in his hand, he would think that everything just now was a dream.

So he really met the fairy.

(End of this chapter)

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