Chapter 827: Can Silver Notes Give Birth?
Chapter 827: Can Silver Notes Give Birth?
"He said his silver notes can reproduce." The little skinny monkey reacted quickly, whispering to He Qingwei."Silver notes can reproduce?" He Qingwei looked puzzled.
"Nonsense, and you still claim to be a playboy? Haven’t you been to a gambling house? Throw in ten thousand taels, and in the blink of an eye you could earn back millions of taels. Throw again and ten million will be yours, and another throw gets you a hundred million. It’s like a chicken laying eggs, eggs hatching chickens, and chickens laying eggs again. Got it?" Zirong said, exasperated. This little chubby one has such low intelligence, talking to him is exhausting.
"Uh..." As a playboy, He Qingwei had certainly been to gambling houses, thrown in a lot of silver, but never did it reproduce any, always ending in total loss.
"That makes no sense. I’ve been to gambling houses too, and no matter how lucky you are, there’s wins and losses. How can there be no risk?" He Qingwei finally understood Han Yan’s meaning, but his mind was still a bit stubborn, debating senselessly with him.
"Sense? How can you claim to be a playboy considering even bullying doesn’t require a reason? Why bother about sense?" Han Yan saw that the little chubby one was stubborn and unintelligent, and was too lazy to reason with him anymore. Couldn’t even understand the chicken and egg analogy, destined to be an unpromising playboy.
"Uh, I understand now, I understand. It was my fault earlier. Please, Brother Mu, accept these silver notes." But this time, the little chubby one seemed to have a revelation, hastily taking out several silver notes along with Han Yan’s egg-producing note, and handed them over together.
No choice, he’s a small playboy, and others are big playboys, he can’t afford to provoke them.
"Not enough." Han Yan said directly, tired of going in circles with him.
"Brother Mu, this is tens of thousands of taels already, even if your note can produce eggs, it’s probably enough." The little chubby one said with a miserable face.
"My silver notes specifically produce twin eggs, you better hurry up." Han Yan glared at him and said.
Twin eggs, twin eggs... Huayue and the others were somewhat bewildered.
"You better hurry, or shortly it’ll produce triplet eggs." Han Yan saw the little chubby one starting to daze again, gave a reminder.
"Hand over all your silver notes." He Qingwei gritted his teeth and said to the other little playboys.
If they dawdled any longer, never mind triplet eggs, quadruple eggs might turn up.
Despite feeling unwilling, the other little playboys, facing Han Yan who was the foremost playboy in the capital, obediently took out their silver notes.
"Brother Mu, look, it’s enough now, right?" The little chubby one looked pleadingly at Han Yan.
"Well, it’s okay, you were quick, otherwise it would have been quadruple eggs." Han Yan took the silver notes and roughly counted them, about seven or eight taels, and said with satisfaction.
There really are quadruple eggs. He Qingwei exhaled deeply, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Now Brother Mu, we’ll be going first." He Qingwei said, backing away quickly, afraid of accidentally bumping into this porcelain doll, which would be more than a few twin eggs to deal with.
"Wait." Han Yan called to He Qingwei.
"Anything else, Brother Mu?" He Qingwei, whose heart had just settled, was dismayed, and said with a flattering smile.
"Apologize, and return the slaps how they were given out before." Han Yan coldly pointed to the old man sitting on the ground and spoke to He Qingwei.
"Old man, it was all my fault earlier, I deserve to die, please be magnanimous and don’t hold it against me." This time, He Qingwei was straightforward, giving himself a heavy slap, then apologizing to the old man.
Han Yan was slightly surprised that the little chubby guy could be flexible.
"And you, come apologize." He Qingwei shouted to the young man who had struck earlier.
"I was wrong, I’m sorry, I’ll never dare again." The young man didn’t dare to refuse, came up and gave himself a slap.
"It’s okay, it’s okay." The old man, not used to such a situation, said nervously.
"Alright, get out, and remember that Yunyun is my sworn sister. If anyone dares to disrespect her in the future, don’t blame me for being unforgiving." Han Yan said coldly.
"Brother Mu, don’t worry, even if we’re blind like dogs, we would never disrespect Miss Yunyun again." As He Qingwei finished his words, he led a group of little playboys to flee away like rabbits, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Although He Qingwei and the others fled in panic, the merchants didn’t dare come forward, watching Han Yan with fear and respect. The reputation of Big Playboy Mu was too overwhelming.
Offending a small playboy like He Qingwei might mean some bruises, but bumping into Big Playboy Mu could mean death without a trace. Didn’t even see his silver notes produce eggs, and twin eggs at that.
"You can take these silver notes and share them." Seeing them inch away cautiously, Han Yan couldn’t help but feel pity, taking out half the silver notes and giving them over. Anyway, she didn’t care for tens of thousands of taels worth of notes; helping them was the least she could do.
Of course, Han Yan was mainly willing to help because they were good to Han Yunyun.
The vendors looked at Han Yan with suspicion, swallowing repeatedly, but no one dared approach.
"Take it, my Brother Han Yan is not like the rumors you heard, he never bullies ordinary people, only the bad guys." Seeing their fear of Han Yan as if he were a snake or tiger, Han Yunyun felt it was somewhat unjust for Han Yan and spoke to those familiar vendors.
Upon hearing Han Yunyun’s words, they felt somewhat relieved, thinking carefully, Big Playboy Mu had a bad reputation, but indeed hadn’t bullied common people, only dealt with playboys with poor conduct.
"Everyone take them, Lord Mu’s nicknames are distortions spread by those with ulterior motives. We residents of Heishi City know that Lord Mu is straightforward and fair, those who suffer under him deserve it, he never bullies the weak or the innocent. When Heishi City faced disaster last time, it was thanks to Lord Mu’s timely intervention that the city’s citizens were saved." The old man also said, looking at Han Yan with eyes full of admiration.
It seemed Han Yan guessed correctly; this old man was indeed a citizen of Heishi City.
"Well then, thank you, Lord Mu." Finally, the merchants came forward, thanked him one by one, and took the silver notes from her hand.
"Old man, is your injury alright?" Han Yan finally helped the old man up and asked with concern.
"Thank you for your help, young master. This old man is rugged, this minor injury is no problem. I heard a lot about Lord City Master’s son’s chivalry and fairness, and today witnessed, the reputation is well-deserved." The old man hurriedly bowed to Han Yan, expressing his thanks.
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