The group’s favorite Xiao Long Bao: seven brothers and uncles love it to the extreme

"What? How is that possible!"

"How come you only have so little money?"

The accountant was not in a hurry or making a fuss, "These are still at the current price. If they had been exchanged more than ten years ago, they would not have reached this price."

Mr. Accountant was right. In addition to the betrothal gift sent by the Chang family, the Cao family's dowry also included the silver taels that Mr. Cao had saved over the years. It cost him two hundred taels to put in it.

Now, including the premium over the years, it's probably over two hundred taels.

Mr. Cao did not bring so many silver taels today, but Chang Maoming took out a few silver notes from his arms, counted out three hundred taels, and put them on the table, "Sign the contract, and the silver will be yours. No correspondence required.”

Cao Wei was choked.

Three hundred taels of silver seemed like a lot, but considering what his sister secretly and overtly gave him every year, it seemed a little outweighed by the gain.

While hesitating, Xiao Zhang pushed him again and whispered, "Take this money and quickly go to your brother-in-law's house to give gifts."

"Oh, yes!" Cao Wei signed immediately, pressed his fingerprints, grabbed the banknote and took little Zhang away.

Mrs. Cao watched Cao Wei and his wife leave without any regret, without even looking at Yingying again. She was so angry that she almost broke her silver teeth.

Chang Maoming also snorted and put his arm around Mr. Cao's shoulders, "Don't be upset over irrelevant people. It just so happens that I have nothing to do these days and will stay with you at Yuntai Temple for a few days."

"Alright."

Chang Maoming sent all the soldiers back to report a message.

It is quite a distance from here to Yuntaiguan. After leaving the capital, there is still more than twenty miles to go, but Changchun's new carriage is spacious and comfortable, so it does not feel like a hardship.

Mrs. Cao and her younger brother Cao Wei completely broke up with each other, and she felt a little uncomfortable at first, but thinking about Yingying being her daughter now, her mood improved again.

The three children were chatting in the carriage. Occasionally, Ms. Cao raised the curtain and saw Chang Maoming, who was always riding a horse and guarding the carriage, and Ms. Cao felt sweet.

Life seems to have become a little different.

When the group arrived at Yuntai Temple, Ma Daoye came out to entertain them.

Taoist priest Ma has been thriving in Yuntai Temple these days.

He was quite capable to begin with, and General Xue personally accompanied him and donated a large amount of sesame oil money. Whether it was Xue Qingsong's identity or the money, Taoist Ma's life was very good.

Furthermore, the master of Yuntai Temple went to the palace and discovered the extraordinary nature of the little girl Long Baoer. He knew about the relationship between Master Ma and her, and he valued Master Ma even more.

When Chang Maoming and others arrived, they first set up the Sanqing, burned incense and donated money for sesame oil. Then everyone went to the living room to sit down and chat.

The last time Chang Maoming and Ma Daozhang didn't have much time to chat, this time they sat down to chat. One was well-informed, the other had a rough heart, and the conversation was particularly speculative.

Chang Maoming once again mentioned the idea of ​​adopting Yi'er.

Yi'er can only be regarded as being fostered in the Xue family. Now his only relative is his master, Ma Daoye.

As for Prince Anguo, since he had something unspeakable to hide, Chang Maoming stopped mentioning it.

Anyway, having Yi'er next to him and Taoist Ma would be much better than being in Anguo Mansion. He wouldn't be afraid of being murdered at some point.

The two of them were chatting in the living room, and the more they chatted, the more they talked. The three children couldn't understand, so they quietly bit their ears and slipped out of the room.

Naturally, the actions of the three little guys could not be hidden from the two adults, but it was still fun to see them sneak away. Taoist Master Ma simply waved to a little Taoist priest and gave some instructions in a low voice.

After the three Long Baoer came out, they exhaled deeply.

"Finally it's out!"

"Uncle, they are so boring talking."

"Ah."

The three children reached a consensus and started running along the eaves.

Yuntai Temple is very big, but there are not many people.

Because Yuntai Temple is a royal Taoist temple, there is no shortage of supplies, and the Taoist priests in the temple are very leisurely.

Some were cleaning the courtyard, some were watering flowers and trees, but most of them were sitting cross-legged in the main hall listening to the lecture.

The three little ones ran over and listened for a few times, and Yi'er was attracted. It felt like nails were driven into the heels of his feet, and he was unwilling to move.

Long Baoer also liked to listen. Although it was difficult for her age to understand what the bearded grandfather said in front of her, she actually understood it and nodded along in a serious manner.

"Long Bao'er, Yi'er, what are you listening to? Why don't I understand anything?" Yingying looked at Long Bao'er and then at Yi'er, with a blank look on her face.

"Don't make trouble." Long Baoer said softly without blinking.

"Be good." Yi'er also said.

Yingying was furious, "No, no, you go out with me to play, don't listen to this!"

As the leader of Yuntai Temple was talking in front, he saw three little children creeping in outside the main hall. The oldest one looked like seven or eight years old, and the younger one looked like he could just run.

Three little children stopped outside the main hall and listened to his sermon. The boy and the little girl seemed to understand, with expressions on their faces sometimes confused and sometimes enlightened.

Only the other one looked confused, not understanding at all.

The master of Yuntai Temple found it very interesting and began to love talents in his heart.

Although his Taoist sect has many disciples, it is very difficult to find a disciple who is spiritual and can embark on the path of cultivation.

The old patron immediately fell in love with talents.

Hearing that the girl who was as fat as a little ball dragged them to play, the old viewer couldn't sit still.

"Ahem, that's all for today's class."

Many disciples stood up, bowed, and then dispersed.

Long Baoer looked at it and listened, and Pian Bianzui was about to leave, but was stopped by the old temple owner.

"Those three little dolls, wait a minute!"

The three little ones stopped and turned around to look. The old viewer came over and asked, "Whose children are you from? Where are your parents?"

Naturally, such a young child could not have come to Yuntai, far away from the capital, by himself. He must have followed an adult.

As long as you find the master, everything will be easy. Yuntai Temple is a royal Taoist temple, and the Yujin Dynasty values ​​Taoism. There are many people who want to join his sect.

"There are no parents..." The three little ones shook their heads in unison.

Long Baoer's mother died young and his father is unknown.

Yi'er was taken away by bad guys, and she didn't know who her parents were.

Although Cao Yingying knew who her parents were, she was a child raised by her aunt because her father did not care for her mother.

Especially since her parents just signed the contract today, she is no longer their daughter from now on.

So Cao Yingying gritted her teeth and admitted that she had no parents.

The three little children shook their heads and said that they had no father and no years, which shocked the old viewer.

Look at the faces of the three little ones, and then they have a look of 'You lied to me'.

This little chubby girl's parents are obviously still alive, but their relationship with each other is very shallow... Well, her parents are going to be in bad luck!

This little boy's parents are still alive, but his mother is dying soon, and his father's fate is even more gloomy. Not recognizing his son was like a form of protection, severing the lives of father and son.

As for this youngest little girl.

The old patron rubbed his eyes, a little puzzled.

At first glance, this little girl looks really good, rich and powerful, but if you look at her parents, you can't find any trace of them.

But how is this possible? Unless this child is raised naturally, he will definitely be able to see his heels.