The jade bead on the palm continuously released strands of cold air. This cold air poured into the body along the palm of the hand. It was ice-cold and extremely comfortable. Shi Shi had an inexplicable feeling: as long as the bead was close to him, the direct sunlight could not harm him.

Just from this feeling, we can know how precious this orb is. Once such a precious thing is accepted, the favor will inevitably be owed...

Those who eat are soft-mouthed and those who take advantage of others are short-handed.

You must always be lower than the other person.

Shi Shi didn't want to owe her any favors, nor did he want to bow her head. He tilted his head and held the white paper umbrella between his neck. With both hands free, he took Zhong Li's right hand and gently placed the cold beads in her palm: "No reward for no merit!"

"

Zhong Li was surprised and couldn't help but glance at her.

She believed that if it were an ordinary ghost, with such a strong gift from her, and after experiencing the effect of the cold beads, the other person would most likely give in, but this female ghost refused without hesitation...

However, the other party has the other's pride, and she also has her own pride.

There is no reason to take back what Zhong Li wants to give away!

"Do you think this will work? I have nowhere to go now, so I might as well go to your house and stay for a while.

During this period, I will lend this bead to you for interest. When I no longer live with you, you can return the bead to me.

In this way, if we trade equally, you won't owe me anything."

"I agree!" Before Shi Shi could speak, the black cat said loudly.

Shi Shi: “…”

What do you agree to?

"Then it's settled." Zhong Li smiled slightly and handed the cold beads into Shi Shi's hand again.

"Idiot, stop being stubborn, it will be good for you." Mao Mao raised his foot and stepped on Shi Shi's foot to persuade him.

Shi Shi: “……”

"That's it." Zhong Li smiled like a flower: "Now please take me to where you live, okay?"

What else could Shi Shi say?

He raised his leg to give the black cat a symbolic kick, and walked towards his residence with Zhong Li.

"Not bad, not bad..."

After a while, Zhong Li walked around a small private courtyard in the downtown area and said with a smile: "I like the quietness in the bustle."

Shi Shi closed the white paper umbrella, held the cold beads in her hand, and bathed in the sunshine. Sure enough, she found that the sun could no longer cause any harm to her.

The magic of Hanzhu is evident!

"Shi Shi, let me ask you a question." Zhong Li came to the girl's side cheerfully.

"Say." Shi Shi, facing the sky, slowly opened his eyes and listened.

"Who is the most capable in this city?" Zhong Li said.

"My uncle." Shi Shi said without thinking.

"you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Shi Shi's tone was firm and unquestionable.

In the pavilion not far away.

The black cat covered his face speechlessly.

You ask who is bad, ask Shi Shi...

The man surnamed Qin appeared when Shi Shi was at his most desperate and pulled him out of the abyss with one hand.

Therefore, to Shi Shi, that guy was like a light, and he was the only light.

If you ask her who is the most powerful, if she can name others, I can take your last name!

"What's so great about him?" Zhong Li asked enthusiastically.

Shi Shi: "Why do you ask this?"

"I'm curious..." Zhong Li couldn't express his little thoughts and said with a smile: "I like to listen to other people's legendary stories."

Shi Shi felt something was wrong, so he didn't want to say more: "I'm his niece, and it's a bit hard to praise him in front of you. If you want to hear his story, just find a teahouse and sit down.

Slap a big ball on the table and shout, and there will be people rushing to explain it to you!"

"Good idea." Zhong Li nodded and waved: "Then I'll go and come back in the evening..."

Watching her turn into the wind and leave, Shi Shi turned to look in the direction of the pavilion: "Nekomata, do you think she has some thoughts about uncle?"

"Does she have any thoughts? What does it have to do with you?" Maomata asked.

Shi Shi frowned and was speechless for a moment.

Nekomata said earnestly: "Idiot, don't go astray. He is your uncle."

Shi Shi: "We are not related by blood..."

Nekomata: "..."

It hurts!

"Listen to me, your feelings for him are not called love, they are called dependence, or obsession. Because he appeared when you were most desperate and saved you from the sea of ​​fire, that's why you have this kind of feeling." Nekomata.

Said seriously.

Shi Shi: "Then what is love?"

Nekomata: "..."

Suddenly I didn't want to say anything.

"Youjian" teahouse.

Zhong Li smashed a silver dollar vertically into the wooden table with a loud bang, which frightened several guests who were drinking tea and drank the tea into their trachea. They choked and coughed desperately, and their faces turned red.

"Everyone, can anyone tell me about Qin Yao in our city and who owns this ocean?"

"I'll do it!" Upon hearing this, a guest who wanted to come over to cause trouble suddenly changed his expression and raised his right hand with a smile on his face.

"Let me tell you, I am from Laofucheng, and I know the history of Mr. Qin's fortune very well." said a tea guest who had just calmed down his anger.

"If you want to understand Mr. Qin, you have to look at me, girl. I am a professional storyteller."

Near the window, a young man with a dry body but a particularly loud voice jumped up.

Zhong Li glanced at everyone, pointed at the professional storyteller and said, "Come here."

"Hey, hey." The storyteller was ecstatic and ran over quickly.

You can get a piece of ocean with just your words. This money is so good!

"Alas, alas..." The person who was not selected sighed.

A rare good thing in eight hundred years was snatched away by a grandson. Are you angry or not?

"Miss, where do you want to hear it from?" the storyteller stood in front of the table and asked, nodding and bending.

"Sit down and talk." Zhong Li pointed to the bench opposite and said with a smile, "Let me ask a few questions first."

The storyteller sat down boldly and responded with a smile: "You ask, you ask."

"I heard that Qin Yao is the most capable person in the city. Can you tell me what makes him so powerful?" Zhong Li said.

As soon as the storyteller heard this, he thought about it in his heart.

A beautiful girl inquires about Mr. Qin in public. This is obviously not seeking revenge!

If it's not seeking revenge, it's probably looking for love. You're right if you pick up something that sounds good.

"Master Qin, I was born five years ago. Five years ago, Fucheng was a provincial capital in name, but the people were poor, the infrastructure was backward, and it lacked the style and majesty of a provincial capital.

After Mr. Qin came to Fucheng, he invested in and opened the first department store in the province, which directly promoted the business of Chenghuang Street.

In the past five years, four more department stores have been opened, one per year on average, revitalizing the city's economy.

That's it, not to mention the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, the Custom Industry Association, and the Charity Federation established under Mr. Qin's leadership. Each and every one of them is a great thing that benefits the country and the people, and the people in the whole city benefit from it.

It is the nature of poor people to hate the rich, but no one among poor people will hate Master Qin.

Who dares to say that he will be free from illness and disaster in the future?

Who dares to say that he will not beg Master Qin in the future?"

"good."

"That makes sense."

People who were still scolding the grandson in their hearts couldn't help but cheer after hearing this, as if they were really listening to the book.

The storyteller smiled, stood up, and raised his hands to the tea guests from all over the world: "Thank you, young and old, for your cheers."

The teahouse owner looked at this scene with a smile, raised his hand to call the waiter, and said: "This storyteller is a talented person. After he finishes speaking later, you can go and ask him if he is willing to storyteller in our teahouse for three yuan a month." Ocean."

The waiter stared and was speechless.
To be continued...