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"Miss Zhao, the two treasures you requested have arrived." The steward of the Treasure Pavilion happened to come over at this time, holding two matching treasures in his hands.

Jialan's eyes flashed and he asked seemingly casually: "These two treasures are really good things. Have you paid for them?"

"Not yet! The rule of our Baoqi Pavilion is to inspect the goods first and then pay the money." The steward said with a smile.

"Then I want it. I'll pay twice as much silver." After saying that, Jia Lan turned to Song Qian'er and asked, "Do you have enough silver?"

Song Qian'er nodded: "That's enough! Our Song family has nothing else but the most money!"

Everyone was speechless, these words were so arrogant! There was nothing else but money, and only people from the Song family, the richest man in Luochuan City, could say such heroic words.

Zhao Qinglan had just been so angry with Jia Lan that she almost vomited blood, and now she saw that she was clearly against her. She was heartbroken and gritted her teeth and said: "I will pay three times the amount of money! I want to order the treasure!"

"Three times? Miss Zhao of the noble family, you have the nerve to pay this price?" Jia Lan sneered softly.

"Then you're going to increase the price?" Zhao Qinglan's eyes widened.

"I'll bid..." Jia Lan raised a finger, and was about to say that her bid was one tael more than hers, so she wasn't that stupid, and she really wanted to compete with her. Unexpectedly, Song Qian'er snatched the words from her and blurted out

: “We’ll pay ten times the price!”

Jialan's foot slipped, and this little girl started to attack fiercely. Her explosive power was incredible!

Seeing that she looked sick, Song Qianer approached Jialan and whispered: "Didn't you ask me to pay ten times the price?" She glanced at Jialan's unfinished finger. It turned out that she had misunderstood.

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Jialan glanced at the two guards behind Song Qian'er. They were already wiping sweat.

"How's it going? Do you still bid?" Jialan gave Zhao Qinglan a contemptuous smile, "I almost forgot that your Zhao family is a noble in Luochuan City, and the money in your family must be piled up like a mountain. The Song family reckons.

What? If you’re not just a nouveau riche, full of copper odor, how can you compare with your aristocratic Zhao family?”

Zhao Qinglan returned all the insults she had said to Song Qian'er before. Jia Lan changed her tone and raised her lips: "But, there is a saying that goes well, money can make the world go round...The status of the Song family is not as good as yours, but...

They have enough money to kill you so-called nobles, do you believe it?"

Zhao Qinglan's expression changed drastically, while Song Qian'er nodded repeatedly.

Jia Lan narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said to Song Qian'er with respect and kindness: "Qian'er, haven't the Zhao family always looked down on your Song family? From now on, no matter what the Zhao family buys, your Song family will pay several times the price.

It makes the Zhao family unable to buy anything, let’s see what the Zhao family can do?”

Song Qian'er's eyes lit up slightly, and Jia Lan continued: "This is called taking other people's paths and leaving others with no way to go!"

Song Qian'er felt as if she had been given a shot of chicken blood. Hot blood rushed to her pretty face. She nodded heavily: "That's right! We in the Song family have nothing else. We have too much gold and silver to kill nobles like you. From now on, the Zhao family will not care about you."

Whatever you want to buy, our Song family will buy it for ten times the price. As long as you dare to insult our Song family again, our Song family will fight with your Zhao family to the end!"

The two guards of the Song family straightened their bodies together, and the young lady stood up. They were so proud!

Jialan glanced at Song Qian'er with satisfaction, "Yes, she is a teachable child, and she has the demeanor of a daughter of a nouveau riche!"

"Eh? Why didn't I realize that Song Qian'er has such a cute side before? Cute, so cute!" Mu Siyuan stared at Song Qian'er with a smile for a long time, his eyes filled with starlight.

"Daughter of the nouveau riche, it turns out you like heavy flavors?" Chu Yanzhao smiled lazily, but his eyes always fell on Jia Lan with great inquiry.

Zhao Qinglan was startled at first and was frightened by Song Qian'er's sudden outburst. After she realized what she was doing, the anger in her heart was burning. She was born in a noble family, how could she lose to the daughter of a nouveau riche? What if this matter spread out?

, where to put her face, the Zhao family’s face?

She must not lose!

"I want to increase the price! I pay a hundred taels more than her!" She almost roared.

The crowd watching the show was filled with sighs. Comparing money with the richest Song family, isn't that asking for death? It seems that the second young lady of the Zhao family is really mad.

"Miss Zhao, the rule of our treasure house is that before going out, the payment for the goods must be paid in full. Are you sure you have enough money to pay for the two treasures?" the steward reminded kindly.

"How much silver is the total?" Zhao Qinglan suddenly remembered that from the beginning to now, she had not asked the price of the treasure.

The steward took out the golden abacus and crackled it: "The original price of one treasure is three thousand five hundred taels, the original price of two treasures is seven thousand taels, eleven times the original price is seventy-seven thousand taels, plus one hundred

Two, a total of seventy-seven thousand one hundred taels."

The steward's words made Zhao Qinglan's face turn pale inch by inch. Seventy-seven thousand one hundred taels? Where did she get so much money? When she went out, she only took ten thousand taels with her at most. Where could she get it?

Another sixty-seven thousand one hundred taels?

Everyone onlookers sighed. Just looking at Zhao Qinglan's face, they knew that she would definitely not be able to afford so much money.

Jia Lan smiled lightly and gave her some advice: "If you don't have enough money? You can borrow it from your two good friends. What are friends? Don't they support each other in times of crisis?"

Zhao Qinglan's eyes glanced at the two female companions who came with her. The two women trembled all over and took a step back.

"Qinglan, you know, my parents gave me very little pocket money. I have to buy some rouge and cloth later, so I'm afraid I won't be able to lend it to you."

"Me too, I never carry any money with me."

Zhao Qinglan's face turned red, she was embarrassed and angry at the same time. At the critical moment, the people around her were unreliable. It was better to have a strong relationship between the ugly monster and the daughter of the nouveau riche. How could she be so unlucky and make careless friends?

"Second Miss, if you can't pay the money on the spot, then the treasure will have to be given to Miss Song." The manager said businesslikely.

"I don't want it anymore, you can sell it to them!" Zhao Qinglan was cash-strapped and had no choice but to give in. She stared at her round eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "I want to see if they can come up with seven

Seventeen thousand taels of silver?"

Jialan touched his pocket and pretended to be distressed: "More than 70,000 taels of silver, so much? Even if I were to sell my whole person, it wouldn't be worth 70,000 taels..."

The onlookers sneered in low voices, looking at her shabby clothes, she had worn them for who knows how many years, and she was extremely ugly. Even if someone like her was given to them for free, they wouldn't want it, let alone be able to

Seventy thousand taels of silver were sold.

Hearing this, Zhao Qinglan finally regained some face. She smiled sarcastically and tried to return the favor: "Don't have any money? You can also borrow it from Miss Song! Isn't she your good friend? What is a friend?

?Isn’t it that we support each other in times of crisis?”

She followed Jialan's words and returned them all.

Without thinking, Song Qian'er took out a large stack of banknotes from her body and stuffed them into Jialan's hand: "As long as you like it, you can buy whatever you want. I have plenty of money!"

Not seeing the pushback she expected, Song Qian'er actually gave the money to Jia Lan so readily. Such a large stack of banknotes, at first glance, were all banknotes of large denominations, adding up to at least a hundred thousand.

Zhao Qinglan's face turned red and white, and she cast disdainful glances at her two companions. Only by comparing them did she see what kind of friends are real friends!

The two female companions lowered their heads guiltily, thinking to themselves that if they asked Zhao Qinglan to borrow money today, she might not be able to borrow it, so how could she blame them?

Jialan looked at the stack of banknotes in his hand with emotion, stuffed it back to Song Qian'er, patted her on the shoulder and said, "You should keep these banknotes for yourself!"

Under Song Qian'er's surprised gaze, Jia Lan smiled brightly, looked into Song Qian'er's eyes, and said word by word: "We are friends, and I will never buy vanity with my friend's money!"

Her bright and stunning eyes were shining brightly. At this moment, people could not see her ugly face, but only her astonishingly bright eyes and proud and unyielding heart!

The people who were still discussing suddenly became silent. They got to know Jialan again, that trash who was rumored to be extremely ugly and had zero spiritual power.

Friends cannot be exchanged for vanity!

Her words aroused everyone's sense of recognition. Only true friends would not exchange their precious friendship for interests and vanity.

That extremely ugly face instantly exuded indescribable charm, deeply attracting people's attention!

Song Qian'er stared into Jia Lan's eyes, her mood agitated. She wanted to tell her that she felt the same, and she would never exchange her friends for any benefits!

Chu Yanzhao and Mu Siyuan looked at each other in the crowd. They looked at Jialan again with a hint of admiration. Regardless of her other aspects, it was her attitude towards friendship that won their respect.

Respect and appreciate.

The faces of Zhao Qinglan and the two female companions became redder and redder, and the friendship between Jia Lan and Song Qian'er became deeper and deeper, which only hinted at how cheap the friendship between the three of them was!
Chapter completed!