She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu subconsciously looked at Yu Yan.

Does he know this rule?

"Don't worry, I packed a red envelope for you."

Yu Yan obviously understood what Manshu meant. Although he looked nonchalant, he was actually very smart.

"Thank you, Brother Yan. How much money did you put in the red envelope? I'll go to the ATM and transfer it to you later."

There is a bank next to the inner court. There is a special area as big as a storefront inside, which is full of automatic deposit and withdrawal machines.

Transferring money is very convenient.

"Then there's no need. Can't I even afford to give out a red envelope?"

Yu Yan waved her hand, looking generous.

"But..." Manshu doesn't like to owe favors to others. According to the rules, her three red envelopes must be no small amount.

After all, the jadeite she opened three times sold well.

But Yu Yan refused to say anything. She couldn't go in and ask the stone cutter, right?

"But what is that? You don't consider your brother Yan as a friend, do you?"

Yu Yan frowned, obviously not intending to take Manshu's money.

Huang Tao also advised Manshu: "Hey, sister Manshu, are you stupid? If Yanzi is willing to give it, then let him give it."

"He is just a fool with a lot of money. He feels bad if he doesn't spend money on his friends."

"Especially like three such beautiful sisters."

Huang Tao is really good at talking and she is not offensive.

Even Qin Gege was in a good mood.

"Then let him give it to him. He has been kicked out of the house anyway. The worst that can happen is that each of us will provide for his food for a few months." Qin Gege also chimed in.

Her words "kick him out of the house" reminded Manshu that everyone was still deceiving Zhu Daqiang.

Huang Tao let the cat out of the bag, and Qin Gege covered it up.

Manshu readily agreed: "Well, for the next period of time, Brother Yan will have to eat coarse food with us."

Yu Yan: “Okay!” You are beautiful, whatever you say is right.

Anyway, his image as the poor little kid who was kicked out of his home has been deeply rooted in people's minds.

"So you guys are still dissecting stones?"

After talking for a long time, Zhu Daqiang finally understood.

It turns out that the little girl in the pea green polka dot skirt was betting on the increase in the inner court?

What about the money from selling?

However, she doesn't look like someone from a wealthy family dressed like this. She also looks so pale. Could she be trying to earn money to see a doctor?

He did not pursue their previous bargaining, but the price of this stone cutting could not be negotiated.

In fact, Zhu Daqiang was overthinking it. They thought about how Zhu Daqiang had helped scare away those playboys before, so they had no intention of bargaining with him again.

"Solve it, why not?"

Yu Yan was the first to take out the four pieces of raw material he had picked up.

I don’t know if it’s because Zhu Daqiang is very good at slaughtering pigs, but he can also cut stones very quickly.

The quick result was that none of the four pieces of raw material selected by Yu Yan increased in value.

They are all real stones!

Zhu Daqiang was embarrassed for a moment.

There are also people who try to buy scraps for fun, which is a bit embarrassing.

He watched the process of stone cutting and found that the waste was really waste.

"It's okay, continue unbuttoning his." Yu Yan waved his hand generously and put Huang Tao's on again.

The four pieces of yellow peach raw material were crunched again, but still nothing was found.

Zhu Daqiang was now glad that he had given them a discount, charging four yuan for every hundred yuan, otherwise he suspected that the two would have been so angry that they would have beaten him.

"It seems that the two little brothers in front are not very lucky. Why don't we..." Zhu Daqiang was about to call Manshu over.

After all, she had worked with jadeite before and must know how to select the rough material.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Chen Chuan's loud voice.