My great-granddaughter cried at the wrong grave, and I climbed out to correct it!

Chapter 14 Nonsense!

Xie Heng was angry. It was difficult for him to make money, but other people's money came from strong winds?
Although this small stall is not large in scale, it is possible that it has defrauded many people of their money.

"Ah!?? Who is it? Who is hitting me?!"

The stall owner collapsed.

It's a clear day and I can't see anything. I just feel the coldness around me. If I say something wrong, I'll get hit. Who wouldn't panic?

This little girl is nothing, she doesn’t look like anything special, but there is someone invisible in the alley...

He had noticed just now that Xie Xiaozhang had been chattering away, lowering his head and humming something from time to time, with slight changes in expression from time to time, and his reaction was slow when talking to her.

At first, the stall owner thought Xie Xiaozhang had something wrong with him. After all, there were so many people, so it was normal to encounter one or two special ones.

Looking back now, Xie Xiaozhang didn't seem to have anything wrong. He should have been communicating with someone, listening to the other person's instructions before speaking and acting.

No wonder he was able to pick out the most valuable items on the stall with just a few fingers, and even though his attention was diverted, he could still find that he had dropped something.

"Come on, I'm on the pig-killing plate..."

The stall owner was heartbroken. He was the one who made the mistake.

The reason why a little girl dares to kill him alone in a place like the ghost market is that he has the confidence to know that even if he has tricks, he is not afraid of being cheated, and he is prepared.

Usually he kills others and defrauds others of their money, but this time it seems he can't escape.

The stall owner clasped his hands together, bowed in the air, and begged: "I know I was in the wrong and I shouldn't have lied to others. Please don't torment me."

"Can you see how much compensation can be calculated for this matter?"

If he really needed 2000 yuan to sell everything, he could now open his wallet and buy himself a pink urn.

Everyone must be traveling around the world to make money, so they probably won't embarrass him.

What can you do if you encounter someone like this that you can't even see?The only option is to go bankrupt.

Xie Heng stood up and waved his hands, saying: "You are here to buy things. If you take money instead, it becomes robbery."

"No, I still have to buy it! However, since I found out that your hands and feet are dirty, I have to discount it."

According to what Xie Heng said, Xie Xiaozhang explained it to the stall owner one to one, completely acting as a 'mouth substitute'.

"Discount? No problem, I'll pay the lowest price! Thank you! I know you two are very decent people."

The stall owner hurriedly thanked him and said that he didn't even want to pay for it. He only wanted to buy things at a discount. Where can he find such a good thing?

"But we have to decide on the discount method. Let me think about it specifically..."

Xie Heng pondered for a while, held his chin in thought, and immediately came up with an idea: "Let's do this. I'll tell you a number, and you'll get in the car for me."

Xie Xiaozhang laughed out loud. It seems that Xie Heng not only read the novel last night, but also watched the live broadcast of someone else's product delivery, and learned a lot.

She was also unambiguous. Whatever Grandpa Zeng said, she would just follow it.

"28 quick money... 170 for nine pieces~!" Xie Heng made the final decision.

I have clearly learned the attitude of the live broadcast anchor!

"What!?" The stall owner was confused. His feelings were so compromised?

Xie Xiaozhang was not ambiguous at all. He took out the bag and started loading it.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s old or new, it’s just such a small amount of money, and you won’t lose money if you get the designated items!

The stall owner watched helplessly as the items on the stall were thrown into the bag one by one, and his heart felt like he was bleeding.

"This is not robbery! This is clearly robbery!!"

The stall owner also cared so much that he quickly stepped forward to stop it.

Snapped! !

There was another loud slap on the forehead, and his head was pounding.

Xie Xiaozhang put his backhand on the stall and swept the money to the stall owner. Xie Heng refuted the stall owner's words to a certain extent: "Nonsense, robbery can't make money so fast!" (Salute)

"puff……"

This sentence almost made Xie Xiaozhang laugh out loud.

She used to think that Grandpa Zeng was the kind of upright and meticulous military brother of the past, but she didn't expect that Xie Heng was not as bad as a young man like her.But speaking of it, Xie Heng was actually a young man. After all, he died young and was already in his 20s.

In other words, from a certain perspective, they are of the same age, and they cannot look at Xie Heng with the stereotype of their ancestors.

"Ah..." the stall owner grimaced. He might as well have been robbed!

How much will you lose by setting up a stall today? ?

If I had known earlier, I would have stopped trying. Today I encountered such an invisible trouble. I don’t even know whether it is a human or a ghost.

I often walk by the river and my shoes don't get wet. Today my shoes are soaked.

"No, I won't be able to carry any more." Xie Xiaozhang weighed the bag and felt that the weight was the limit of what she could bear, so she stopped.

Xie Heng looked at it and raised his hand to indicate that she could leave.

Xie Xiaozhang turned around and left with the bulging bag on his back.

"Wait! You can't leave!"

The stall owner was unwilling to give in and hurriedly chased after him, but as soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, his body seemed to have hit something.

"Why can't I get out?! Huh? What is it?!"

No matter how hard the stall owner hit him or how fast he hit him, it was still to no avail. He couldn't get out of the alley at all.

I could only watch helplessly as Xie Xiaozhang slowly walked away with a large bag of his belongings on his back. This feeling was simply excruciating!
The stall owner tried several more times, but still couldn't get out. He was now more panicked than losing money.

It was so weird to be invisible blocked in the alley!But he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Isn't it okay if I don't lie to others anymore? Don't leave!!"

The stall owner slumped against the wall in fear, and in front of him, the entire alley was blocked by a huge bright red meat net.

……

After a short time, Xie Heng and Xie Xiaozhang rode on the electric donkey.

The ghost net of the Weng Ghost Boy can be released, but as long as Xie Heng leaves a certain distance, it will automatically disappear slowly.

"Grandpa Zeng, if these things are cheaper, you can definitely sell them. It will cost a lot of money!"

"Is this really okay for us?"

Xie Xiaozhang asked.

If you really go by what the stall owner said, even if there is a possibility of false reporting, the total amount is at least 20 or [-].

With so much money, Xie Xiaozhang felt very panicked.

Not to mention going to school, it’s enough to go to graduate school after graduation!

"What's the matter? If you cheat someone, be prepared to be cheated one day."

"It's not like you didn't give me any money. The 28 yuan was taken away in real time, so don't be afraid."

Xie Heng didn't care, it wasn't unfair for such a player to be cheated.

Furthermore, it is necessary for the two of them to leave some money.

……

At this time, the owner of the photo studio had already returned home quickly in his Sanbengzi.

During the meal, the eldest son was holding a large bowl of rice porridge and drinking it. He was also holding a chicken drumstick in his hand and was eating deliciously.

His demeanor and movements were completely different from before he left home. He looked like a different person.

The boss had no time to pay attention to his son, because he also noticed a young man sitting in his living room.

"Agent Jiang, I would like to thank you for your trouble."

The boss quickly stepped forward to thank him.

"No need to thank me, I didn't do anything. Your son is his own good."

Jiang Zhefan waved his hand, stood up, glanced at the kitchen, and said: "But... this kind of situation is generally impossible to happen."

(End of this chapter)