Zhong Kui took the package handed by the old lady, weighed the weight a little, and couldn't help but glance at her suspiciously, secretly wondering what the package came from.

Clinking thought that when Zhong Kui looked up at the old lady, the other party was looking at him with his turbid old eyes, and he also tilted his mouth to signal him to open it with confidence and boldness.

Zhong Kui untied the bow of the package. The blue floral cloth was very thick. After he opened it, the four corners suddenly spread out... Two piles of burping with oil paper, round and long things appeared in the package.

"this……"

"Open." The old lady said unambiguously.

Zhong Kui peeled off a layer of wrapped oil paper, revealing what was inside. He counted carefully and found that there were forty Yuan Datou silver dollars.

This silver dollar is a good thing, with a public silver content of 95%, and a private silver production of about 80%. Why should we distinguish between public and private manufacturing? It is said that in the late Qing Dynasty, a large number of Japanese pirates invaded China, resulting in the loss of a large number of silver coins, and the subsequent tricks of counterfeiting emerged.

The method to distinguish between real and fake silver coins is: the real silver coins are transparent, soft and ductile. The sound is crisp and pleasant when impacted, the layout is smooth, the edges are symmetrical, the pictures and texts are natural and generous, and there are traces of circulation and wear. The silver coins stored at home have hard and fine ancient black, and some irregular hard green rust will appear when buried underground.

Zhong Kui also knew how to verify the authenticity, but he was embarrassed to give up in front of the old lady.

I don’t know if I was scared when I suddenly saw so many rare things, or if Zhong Kui remembered what the female ghost said. Could this silver dollar be the burial object of the female ghost? Or...

When the old lady saw Zhong Kui hugging Yin Yuan, she was stunned and anxious. She coughed twice and said, "Get it back to your daughter."

It seems that the old lady is really confused. She doesn't know that she has to exchange for so many silver dollars for many herbs! She actually called for all of them to exchange.

Thinking of this, Zhong Kui looked at the old lady and said seriously: "Grandma, you should put it away and don't take it out casually. If you see it by a malicious person, it will cause death."

"What are you afraid of? There are so many little ghosts accompanying me, and you, the big ghost, are at home, who dares to come?"

Scared! The old lady's words not only shocked Zhong Kui, but also shocked the little ghosts who were not dazed by the side. The old lady had known that there were other things in the house, but she had not put them in.

Zhong Kui laughed dryly, his face froze, and he couldn't even say clearly, "Grandma... are you confused! What a little guy...ah!"

"Go! Don't fool me. My body is stiff. I have not been scrapped yet. I understand. I understand that the silver dollar is not dirty money, but the dowry money given to me by my parents. I originally wanted to leave it to the unscrupulous bastard to marry a wife, but I didn't expect that he would leave it to himself for a coffin book. But isn't this a hurry to wait for the money to be used? So! Money is something outside of the body. As long as someone is better than anything else, you can exchange it for your daughter. What kind of business is good for you, and my old woman will depend on you in the future."

"Grandma!" After hearing the old man's words, Zhong Kui knelt down to her and said, "Grandma, I know what to do if you save the girl. Also, I will respect you in the future. You can take care of your old age with peace of mind."

"Then you promise me and hurry up and ask me for the vanilla." The old lady took the package presented by Zhong Kui and asked him.

"Well, no problem." As he said that, Zhong Kui got up, called seven little ghosts, and gave such instructions.

Zhong Kui was trying to save Vanilla and hated the stingy boss' unreasonable trouble.

Vanilla sat in the corner without saying a word, letting the boss's wife and the boss stir up out indifferently.

The boss's dementia was on the side, his eyes were like two expressionless glass beads, and his mouth was filled with drool that could not be wiped clean. His thick and fat fingers were placed on Vanilla's shoulders and kept shouting: "Wife will go to bed with me."

Vanilla glared at the fool who was as pissy as a pig, and angrily pulled away his hand, and said disgustedly: "Go to Bian'er, who is your wife?"

"Okay! Damn girl, you actually dare to scold my son." The boss lady picked up a feather duster and acted as if she was trying to beat herbs.

Vanilla stood up, snatched the other party's feather duster, and loudly defended: "You take me in, I'll work for you, the paper-making man worked hard until midnight. You didn't give me a penny of wages, what else do you want?"

Because the boss's wife was fat and not as tall as her, she shouted in anger when she caught her elbow: "Master, look at this dead girl who repays her kindness with kindness, she is going to rebel."

The boss was even more angry when he saw that his wife was angry and bullying her was the slutty girl who was picked up from the roadside.

Without saying a word, he picked up the bamboo strips of the paper man, swung his arms and swung them down hard at the vanilla. With a slight sound of "swish", the bamboo strips raised a semicircular arc in the air, and fell heavily on the white face of the vanilla with a cold wind.

Before Vanilla could avoid giving in, a blood-red blood ridge immediately appeared on her face. She felt pain, threw down the arm holding the boss's wife, turned around and stared at the boss fiercely.

His eyes were filled with resentment, hatred, and endless humiliation. His sharp eyes as sharp as a thorny back forced the boss to make a cold war. At the same time, he looked at him in a daze. The blood-colored edge imprinted on the vanilla face a few seconds ago dissipated in the blink of an eye, and his face returned to its original state as if he had not been beaten at all.

"You...you" the boss panicked, stuttered, and did not say a word for a long time.

The boss was frightened and retreated step by step. The boss's wife, who was so anxious that she didn't know the truth, thought her husband was timid and cowardly, so she swears and curses: "You coward, you can't even deal with a girl's movie, can you do big things?"

Vanilla was too lazy to pay attention to the live-in couple, so she smiled coldly and said, "Go and find your baby son!"

After Vanilla's reminder, the boss's wife and the boss remembered that they had neglected their baby son in order to deal with Vanilla. The two of them hurriedly shouted: "Baoer, Baoer..."

Where is their Baoer!

Just as the proprietress picked up the feather duster and wanted to make vanilla, the dementia suddenly saw a little man coming in from the gap in the closed wooden door. The little man waved to him and signaled to play with him.

The demented man smiled happily, and left his parents and vanilla, and followed the little man mum.

The funeral shop owner lost his dementia, which was rare, and it spread throughout the streets and alleys of the county town the next day.

Vanilla still works in the store as usual. In order to find children, the boss and the boss run around and have no time to take care of the store's business. This is thanks to this dead girl who disobeys them.

Because the boss was looking for his son, he forgot about the abnormality of vanilla.
Chapter completed!