"Ben..." Yin Tianjue was about to express his dissatisfaction when he was interrupted by a certain woman.
"If you don't want to sharpen the ink, you can bring Xia Bei over. He must really want to sharpen the ink." Yan Qiqi lowered her head to arrange the paper and said angrily.
Yin Tianjue: "..."
It is really unreasonable for the master to grind ink for his slave. I really wonder if he owed her something in his previous life.
With a slight sigh, he picked up the ink stick and began to sharpen it gracefully.
"Those who bet on fat people stand on the north side, and those who bet on thin people stand on the south side." Yan Qiqi greeted the few people who came to place bets.
After waiting for a few minutes, not many people came to place bets. She frowned slightly and shouted loudly, "Come and place your bets. You only have one stick of incense to place your bets. There is only one competition today. Don't miss this rare opportunity."
Chance."
After all, fifty taels of silver is not a small amount, and most people still can't afford it.
The reason for setting the amount of silver per bet at fifty taels was to prevent poor people with no money from gambling. She still had a little conscience.
However, there are more people here, and there are also many people with money.
As soon as she said this, the hesitant wealthy people began to come over one after another.
Soon there were two long queues.
Yan Qiqi glanced at the team and found that there were more people betting on Xia Bei than Shang Nan.
When ordinary people see this kind of scene, they will always think that Xia Bei must be a secretive person, but as a tall and tall man, he only shows his appearance.
Well, no matter what, in short, they are guaranteed to make a profit.
Her purpose is not to win money by betting, but to extract handling fees from it.
After Yan Qiqi arranged everyone, she then ordered to Yin Tianjue: "In a moment, you will be responsible for counting the money."
"Would you like me to order some silver?" Yin Tianjue turned his head to look at her, curled his lips and said with a smile, "Don't you know the silver?"
Is it true, as she said, that she has never been out of the mountains?
Yan Qiqi paused while holding the pen and glanced sideways at him, "Didn't I tell you that my parents and I lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests all our lives. It's nothing to make a fuss about if we don't know money."
Of course she knew the silver, but she didn't know how to identify the weight of the silver, and she was too lazy to explain it to him now.
"How do you know that banknotes and silver can be exchanged for things? Don't tell me that your parents told you." Yin Tianjue was immediately interested in her life experience and asked.
Yan Qiqi frowned and became impatient, "Of course they are my parents, otherwise who do you think they are."
He casually placed the money deposited by the first person in front of him and uttered two words coldly, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
Yin Tianjuejun's face suddenly darkened, his hand holding the paper fan tightened, and a dangerous light appeared in his beautiful eyes.
The voice from the distance warned: "You bitch, don't forget your identity, or I will chop your head off."
He was used to being pampered, and no one had ever dared to be so disrespectful to him. He was so angry that he couldn't let a little girl get on top of him.
Yan Qiqi turned her head to look at the threatening look in his eyes, and suddenly felt very angry. The brush she was holding in her hand broke with a "click".
"Hey, what are you doing? Are you going to collect cash?" The person standing at the first position started to get a little impatient.
Why did he forget about the business? Yan Qiqi immediately stopped his anger, raised his face and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, please tell me your name and the number of bets."