Chapter 94
Feng Tianche looked at Suman's puzzled look, and kindly reminded: "It's for your own good not to come here."

"What do you mean?" Suman asked.

"You will know in the future." Feng Tianche got on his horse.

"Then can I see the young master in the future?" Suman asked.

Even she herself couldn't explain why, the first time she wanted to see someone again, it was someone she had only known for two days.

"If you want to see him, then go to the capital, but I advise you not to go, otherwise you won't know how you died." Feng Tianche left after leaving a sentence.

It was only then that Suman remembered that the two of them hadn't been paid for the two days they stayed.

"Feng Tianche, how dare you run away, and you haven't paid me yet?" Su Man shouted.

This guy was playing tricks. She was only thinking about the young master just now, and she let him run away just like that.

"You girl who is a money fan still remembers it. Later, you can ask shopkeeper Cao for it." Feng Tianche's voice came from a distance, and there was no trace of him.

Suman thinks about it too, he can run away from the monk, but not the temple.

The mother and daughter ate the grilled fish, while Yang Cuiliu and Susan went to pickle vegetables.

Suman counted the time, and it happened to be the day when Fumanju came to collect the vegetables.

"Mother, I'll go to the cellar to count our pickles." Suman said.

"Okay, mother will help you." Yang Cuiliu also knew that those pickled vegetables were their entire livelihood.

"No mother, I can do it by myself, you look at these pickles, don't let the wind blow them to the ground."

"Row."

Suman went to the cellar, put the edible pickles beside him, took out the cornucopia and started to change.

She originally wanted to change the grilled fish and give it to Ye Tianhan and the others to eat on the road, but after thinking about it, she forgot.

After all, they have only known each other for two days. Although the young master doesn't look like a vicious person, Su Man still knows that Huaibi is guilty.

Therefore, it is better not to let others know your own cards.

Soon, Suman turned into dozens of jars of pickled vegetables, and there was no room for them in the cellar, so he stopped.

Today's cornucopia can be changed three times a day, and four kinds at a time, which is a lot better than before.

The little white snake was lying on those jars, and a lazy voice came: "Master, what's the use of you changing so many pickles, it's better to just change it into silver."

"You think I don't want to, but my family is so poor, and I suddenly turned out so much money, I still have to be missed by thieves from all over the world." Suman explained.

"Then it's too slow, master, you said the world is so big, why don't you take me to see it, when can we go?" Xiaobai asked.

If it continues at this speed, it will not be realized even if it dies of old age.

"Don't worry, we'll go when I earn enough money, but the premise is that my mother and sister are settled well. I already have a plan, and I won't wait too long."

"Okay, I will quietly watch the master bragging." Xiaobai complained.

"Ah, you poor snake, you dare to arrange for your master, don't you want to eat jerky?" Suman asked.

As soon as he heard the jerky, Xiao Bai's eyes immediately lit up. The jerky made by the owner is really delicious.

"Master, master, you are the most wise and powerful, rich and powerful, and shrewd in calculations, so reward me with some jerky for the sake of my sweet mouth." Xiaobai flattered me.

Suman gave it a blank look, and took a jar from the side: "In the future, if you don't know how to use idioms, don't talk nonsense."

Xiaobai wrapped his tail around the jar with a swish: "Master, you are the best master in the world, I love you, okay?"

(End of this chapter)

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