"Well, that's the money fan." The smile on her lips deepened.
Ning Lang, the only son of the city lord of Ningcheng, is addicted to wealth and stingy. In addition to being a miser, his method of making money is also extraordinary. It is said that when he was first year old, he picked up a golden abacus and two yuan Jin Yuanbao, at the age of five, already knew that he wanted to make money. At the age of eight, he had already helped his father in the background. It can be said that the prosperity of Ningcheng is inseparable from the wealthy Ning Lang.
"Do you want to ask that Cai Mi to go to the Hell Mountains? Don't think about it. He only cares about how to make money all day long. He won't be interested in going to the Hell Mountains." Duan Ye waved his hand and said. Feng Jiu came here to find the money fan.
"How come? There are many valuable things in the Hell Mountains. As long as he is addicted to money, he will not refuse our invitation." Her eyes moved slightly, and a little smile flashed in her eyes.
Seeing that he didn’t believe it, Duan Ye didn’t say: "When you meet him, you’ll know, how do you say that person! He won’t let any chance of making money go, but at the same time, he also cherishes his life, just like He said that if you make money, you have to enjoy it, so he doesn't want to do dangerous things, lest he loses his life accidentally, and it's too miserable if people die but the money can't be spent."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled lightly: "It's a funny person, let's go!" She stepped forward, Tun Yun following her feet.
Seeing this, Duan Ye walked inside with a bit of helplessness on the face of the doll.
"Since you are looking for him, then go directly to the City Lord's Mansion! He may be at home." Duan Ye said, after finding someone to ask for the next way, he went to the City Lord's Mansion with Feng Jiu.
"Who?" The guard of the City Lord's Mansion stopped the two and asked.
"I want to see your young city lord, you go in and tell him that Duan Ye is looking for him." Duan Ye, with a baby face, stood with his hands on his hands. He was dressed in purple robes.
When the guards saw this, they looked at each other and said, "Wait a moment." So, one of them quickly went in to pass.
In the city lord's mansion, in the study, a young man who was calculating his account crackled and counted with a golden abacus. At this moment, the voice of a waiter came from outside the door.
"Master, two people came outside, one of them said it was Duan Ye, who came to see Master."
"Duan Ye?" The young man who was burying his head in the account paused slightly and raised his head in surprise: "Why did he come here?"
"Master, do you want to see them or let them go?" the waiter outside asked.
"Invite them into the front hall, and I'll pass in a while."
"Yes." The waiter responded and went out to report.
Outside, Feng Jiu and Duan Ye were invited into the city lord’s mansion and led to the front hall. The one who led the way was an old man who, according to his self-introduction, was the housekeeper of the Ning family.
"Hehehe, please have a cup of tea and a few snacks for the two princes. My young master will come over right away." The old man said with a smile. After the tea was served and the snack was prepared, he left and waited. Outside the hall.
Feng Jiu looked at the Ning Mansion, and couldn't help but tsk out: "From the inside to the outside, it is magnificent and magnificent. There is a trench in every way you look at it. What a rich man!"
From the beginning of entering the city gate, whether it is the bricks on the ground or on the walls, the construction of pavilions, pavilions, and pavilions are almost gleaming and extremely luxurious. The royal palace is simply incomparable to here.