Tang Chuanshen can’t be rich naturally, but he is the master of the universe in Qiyuan.
He held the civet mask in his hand and held it in the other hand in front of the shopkeeper and said, "Here’s your money."
The shopkeeper and he stared at each other and thought, don’t. I didn’t see anything in your hand. What kind of trouble is this?
You said you wanted it. Maybe I’ll give it to you if I’m in a good mood. It’s just a metal mask and it’s not worth much.
The shopkeeper said, "Friend, are you kidding me?"
Having said that, he still held out his hand and continued, "I can not only collect money with this hand, but also beat many villains when I was young. I fought side by side with the Pope’s frontline battlefield, and once the dragon breathed out a foreign enemy. If you want to tease me …"
Going ~
Before his words were finished, Tang Chuanxu shook hands, and a steady stream of silver coins came down from his hands.
It didn’t stop until the shopkeeper spilled his hands all over his clothes.
Ding ding ding!
The crisp sound of silver coins falling attracted many people’s attention, and the shopkeeper was stupid. He looked at Tangchuan Road with a dull look. "You …"
Tang Chuan smiled and waved the mask in his hand and walked outside with Bonneville.
Bonneville, on the other hand, turned around and wondered, "Is it the Battle of Star Skeleton? Are you a standby cook in the samurai camp? I seem to remember your dragon breathing and sheltering from crying nose. "
Chapter 473 Want to see God
Bonneville’s words made the shopkeeper stunned. He was indeed a standby cook in the samurai camp. It’s no secret that all his relatives and friends know it.
A veteran who has participated in several key battles, he also won a papal medal of personal design, which is now treasured at home.
That’s what he bragged about from time to time. After all, it’s a rare honor to fight alongside the mythical creature Pope.
For him, an ordinary soldier who is not a high-order transcendent, this is the honor of copying the roots.
At the beginning, if there was not a shortage of chefs at the front, and he happened to be a cook, how many brushes he had could not have been selected for the front.
There was a terrible war. In his colorful speech, people didn’t pay tribute to the soldiers who defended their country and defended their country. Even though he was a soldier who was too marginal to be on the edge of cooking or a standby, he didn’t complete the regularization until the end of the battle.
Everyone knows that he exaggerated the narrative of those battles. After all, his strength is there to deal with a few street gangsters. He may be able to cut the head of the enemy general with the double swords of the Pope in the army. This is a deviation from grandma’s house.
But at that time, things were his own, and those comrades who were already high-ranking in the army knew that no matter how much he boasted, no one would expose him, even if he went to make up the numbers that day, it was respectable.
At present, this woman told the truth of the day in a word, and she cried several times when she was blamed for cooking. This was something he didn’t want to admit even if it was a fact.
On the same day, there were also women who were extraordinary, but there was absolutely no coincidence between the strange and familiar face in front of me and the long and demigod fighting in the memory of flying and fleeing.
The shopkeeper stared at the smiling face and said, "You are …"
Bonneville laughed. "It’s a drag, but thank you for everything."
If the shopkeeper was struck by lightning, he looked at Bonneville and took hold of Tang Chuan. "The world has changed, so have you, but the only constant is that your name is our eternal belief …"
Watching the two men and his couple go away like that, the shopkeeper attracted people’s attention and continued to shout, "The veteran will not die, God bless the queen!"
"What are you crazy about!"
Suddenly, the shopkeeper’s wife came out and looked at her husband with a frown. "What are you stimulated to return to the battlefield? What about these silver coins?"
The shopkeeper slowly turned his head to look serious and suddenly relaxed and laughed. "Nothing, I suddenly thought of the years of fighting alongside the Pope."
The shopkeeper’s wife’s eyes looked like she was mentally retarded. "It’s been more than ten years, and you’re drunk behind my back? If you don’t pick up the silver coins and get drunk, you’ll knock over the cash register. The queen can’t save you if you don’t tidy up."
Although she complained, the shopkeeper’s wife bent down to clean up the mess for her mentally retarded husband. She also returned the silver coin because her husband knocked it over and didn’t tidy up the cashier for several days.
While tidying up, he muttered, "Do you earn so much these days? Did you hide money before?"
When the shopkeeper saw it, he also walked over and bent down to help clean up. "This is all a gift from the Queen."
The shopkeeper’s wife didn’t good the spirit way, "That queen has such a good memory that she even remembers you as an alternate soldier."
The shopkeeper was noncommittal. He was used to his wife complaining and suddenly said, "What do you think will happen if the Pope gets married?"
The shopkeeper’s wife rolled her eyes and said, "What are you daydreaming about? Who in the world can be seen by her? Your holiness can look at you stinking men like me."
The shopkeeper said, "There really is one."
The shopkeeper’s wife frowned and said, "Who?"
The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "I don’t know if the Taoist priest looks like a civet but looks better than a civet."
The shopkeeper’s wife "I don’t think you’re saved"
……
Tang Chuan and Bonneville walked all the way along the nocturnal street, and they left everything behind them.
Bonneville put the civet cat mask on his face, but he felt it was inappropriate to push the mask on his forehead, revealing his face.