Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 195 A Bag of Antiques
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"Sister, you cured my husband so wonderfully, I don't know how to thank you." The aunt took out a wad of odds and ends from the house, "I don't know how much I should give you for the consultation , I only have 1000 yuan here, and I will give it to you later when I earn some money."

"Auntie, I don't charge money. If you want to thank me, just give me all those copper plates. I like this kind of plates very much." Yang Zimei pointed at the pile of copper plates.

"These broken plates are worthless." The aunt said a little embarrassed, "These are left by the old people in the family, and they are all rusty."

"It's okay, I like this." Yang Zimei walked over and picked up a copper plate casually. Although the bottom was covered with rust, the inside of the plate was shining golden. It must have adopted special anti-rust technology and has a very high collection value.

"Sister, you are really a good person." The aunt thought that Yang Zimei was thinking out of her, and she was afraid that she would be embarrassed if she couldn't pay the medical expenses, so she chose these broken copper plates at will.

Yang Zimei smiled.

She is not a good person!

It's true that she saved the uncle, but these dozen or so dishes are a sky-high price for medical expenses.

However, if she hadn't discovered it, these plates would probably be considered waste.

Thinking of this, she asked for these copper plates with peace of mind, and even took the one that the aunt was using to feed the cat, saying that she wanted to make a set for fun.

There are a total of [-] copper plates with different patterns, the same materials and the same matching source, which are simply priceless.

The aunt used a big sack to pack those copper plates for her, with a guilty expression on her face, as if she owed Yang Zimei a lot.

Yang Zimei bid farewell to the aunt, took the sack and walked a few steps, saw the bank counter machine not far away, thought for a while, took out 3000 yuan from it, folded it back, and handed it to the aunt.

"Auntie, with this money, you can use it to buy some medicinal materials for uncle."

The aunt hurriedly pushed back, "How can this be possible? We already feel sorry for you if you don't charge our consultation fee, so how can we collect your money?"

"Auntie, we are destined, so just treat this money as a loan from me. When uncle recovers from illness and you have money from work, then slowly pay me back, okay?" Yang Zimei said softly.

Upon hearing this, the aunt immediately burst into tears.

Since her husband fell ill, she borrowed money everywhere, but very little was available. As soon as those relatives and friends saw her coming, they all either made excuses that they had no money, or simply closed the door for her and walked around when they saw her. .

Now, this little girl who had never met before not only helped her heal her husband's illness, but also generously gave herself 2000 yuan. The more she looked at Yang Zimei, the more she looked like Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Seeing that she didn't take it, Yang Zimei put the money on the table and left, leaving the aunt in tears of gratitude.

He got on the bus with a bag of copper plates.

There were quite a lot of people in the car, so she had to stand with a sack in one hand.

"Is there any mistake? Your sack is dirty to death, and you can afford to pay for my brand-name clothes!"

As the crowd surged, her sack accidentally touched a fashionable woman next to her. As a result, she covered her nose and cursed, as if Yang Zimei was picking up trash.

Yang Zimei gave her a sideways look. This woman was only wearing counterfeit goods, and she pretended to be a famous brand and said she couldn't afford it.

If she took out a copper plate at random, she could buy tens of thousands of genuine ones, let alone counterfeit ones.

(End of this chapter)