Great Creator

Chapter 247 Saintesses Are Not Made To Work! (12)

Chapter 245

Mi Shui was striding down the street. She was wearing a gorgeous silk gown. Although it was the standard of men's clothing, the belt was fluttering, making her look suave and charming.

Zhong Yin was also wearing an exquisite long-sleeved men's attire, but this robe looked elegant and chic on her, like a gentle gentleman.

"So, it is good to have money, to have food and clothing, to have a car and a house, and to be able to support servants and bodyguards. Of course, bodyguards are just decorations for the care of the home. After all, although I It is the sixth-generation prosthetic body, but it has a lot of weapons with it, and its combat power, it is no problem to sweep away the human race."

Mi Shui said triumphantly.

End Yin nodded, and came to play with Mishui, it was the right time, it was an eye-opener for her, and it was quite interesting to see all aspects of the human race. In particular, I realized the power of money and the so-called "rich life".

"Ayin, do you know how much I can earn in a year?" Mi Shui raised his finger and made a seven: "This number."

"Seven taels, is it still seventy taels of silver?" Zhong Yin had gained an understanding of the currency of the human race in the past two days.

"No, no, the human race generally doesn't use silver to calculate such a large number. Do you remember that Father God once stuffed the human race with a lot of precious metals? Most of them are gold. So there is still a lot of gold among the human race. I One year." Mishui's eyes sparkled, but her voice became softer, after all, she also knew that wealth should not be revealed, "I can earn seventy taels of gold!"

Seeing the ending sound a little puzzled, Mi Shui explained: "There are two kinds of official coins, one is copper coins and the other is silver coins. Gold is not allowed to circulate freely in theory, but there are a lot of gold in the human race. Basically, the government can’t control it. A copper coin is one penny, and one tael of silver can be exchanged for one thousand to one thousand and two hundred pennies. A hanging coin is a hundred copper coins strung together with a rope. Two is equal to ten qian, and one qian is equal to ten cents. If you buy white rice, you can buy a whole stone of rice for eight qian and five cents. Do you understand this purchasing power?"

The final tone returned her a "don't understand" look.

"Okay, in short, one tael of gold is about eighteen taels of silver, and one tael of silver can buy more than one stone of rice. Do you understand the purchasing power?"

"I don't understand." Finale said.

The two continued to chat about the economic system of the human race. It took me a long time to finally understand what a huge sum of seventy taels of gold is. In theory, this sum of money is enough to feed an ordinary one hundred families for three or four years.

And Mishui can earn so much in one year! The finale was also shocked.

"This money is not a small amount. You know, people die for money, and birds die for food. In order to prevent my business partners from taking it all, I have an eyeliner in Gravel River City, and I also let the Wang Family Bookseller know I have an eyeliner, and I asked him to show me the financial statements at any time. Of course, I will also give a lot of financial advice. After all, I am a talent cultivated by the elite culture of the earth. Small problems are not easy to grasp. A little advice from me is enough for them to use for life."

The final tone: "Mishui, your nose is going up to the sky..."

However, Zhong Yin really looked at Mi Shui with admiration. She hadn't seen her for decades. Mi Shui actually learned to mix with society, her mental growth is not small, she has matured a lot, and she even learned to guard against others, which is amazing.

At this time, the two had already had lunch, chatted while walking, and were on their way back to the house.

Suddenly, Mi Shui's footsteps stopped, she looked to the side of the road, opened her mouth slightly, and stared at a passing girl in surprise.

That person was Xiaoqiu who trotted beside Song Hong.

"Zhou... Zhou Xia?"

Mishui blurted out.

...

It's still that big house, and it's still a big room with not much difference.

Guan Meng wiped his sweat, supported his waist, and stood up.

She walked to the window and stared blankly at the blue sky outside the window, like a caged bird longing for freedom.

Thinking back on the experience from last night to now, Guan Meng almost wants to cry.

"Father, I'm a saint of the Demon Sect! Isn't that what saints do?"

Last night, Guan Meng returned to the Mozong angrily, came to the suzerain's room, and complained to his father about Huang Si's various rude behaviors.

Guan Ming seemed even more nervous than her. When he saw her coming in and heard her words, he quickly said, "Tell me quickly, what did Master Huang Si ask you to do?"

Guan Meng pouted, sat down on the grand teacher's chair in his father's house, and said angrily: "There is nothing serious, I thought that if Dad asked me to go to the meeting so seriously, it has something to do with the importance of my Demon Sect!" What about the business? In the end, I was ordered to do rough work for most of the day for no apparent reason!"

Guan Ming frowned and said, "What's your attitude? Well, did Master Huang blame you? Did he accept you?"

"How dare he blame me? Huh, anyway, Dad told me to listen to him, but I did. I did whatever I was asked to do. I became a concierge! I became an old lady! After a day of cleaning..." Guan Meng muttered and complained, and finally remembered what his father asked, and said: "Oh, yes, Dad, you asked me to call him master, but he didn't accept it, saying that I am not qualified, hmph, I am a dignified demon sect saintess." ..."

Guan Ming sighed: "It's for your own good to ask you to call him master. If he doesn't accept it, come on, you probably have no chance."

Although Guan Ming didn't recover his memory, when he received the command from the soul yesterday, he understood the identity of that person as his master in just a split second. He didn't know anything about his master, but he had some vague guesses, most likely, it was at the level of the Great Demon God. So, he came up with the idea of ​​stuffing his own daughter in there, so that the daughter can get close to the owner, and get some benefits from sticking, and maybe there will be some great luck in the future.

Hearing her father's words, Guan Meng suddenly lost her temper. She also ignored her father's status as her superior and the master of the Demon Sect. She put her arms on the chair, leaned forward slightly, and said stubbornly: "But, I'm a saintess of the Devil's sect, why should I take care of these mundane matters? Shouldn't the saintess of the Devil's sect only be in charge of sacrifices and ceremonies? Father, if you let me do things, I will naturally do my best, but why do I have to serve? You don't even know how bad his attitude is for such a young master!"

Guan Ming felt distressed, so the master just gave him two simple instructions, one is that I want to live in Lihe City for a long time, and I need someone to take care of me, and the other is that I should not tell anyone who has nothing to do with me.

Guan Ming has three children, and the eldest son was sent to Jing State to manage the Mozong branch of Jing State. The youngest son is only eight years old. The only one who is around and handles things properly is the second daughter, Guan Meng.

Therefore, Guan Ming directly sent his own daughter, who is also the saint of the Demon Sect, over there, thinking that this must not be an irrelevant person.

Who knew that her daughter was so unhappy?