After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

The days slowly came to the last day when the system displayed the life value, and Gu Qinghe calmly set up a small stall in the Fantuan Restaurant.

The tofu from Qianlai Restaurant will be a small hit in Nanning Town within two days. Jingse will pay Gu Qinghe in advance the silver from the tiger-whisker pastry and the money earned from the tofu in the past two days.

It’s not that he had a change of heart, but he was frightened by Gu Qinghe’s enthusiasm for making money in the past two days.

I was afraid that she would go astray because of lack of money.

In front of the Fantuan Restaurant, Gu Qinghe and Xiaoqi sat behind the stall, on which were placed the snacks she had made this morning.

Hot dough sugar cakes, soy milk cake balls, goat milk and egg cakes, mochi balls...

There are all kinds of styles, but the quantity is not large, and the main focus is on quality.

The truth is, she has limited time.

Gu Qinghe leaned his head to listen to Xiao Qi's sales talk. He picked up a small sugar cake that was fried to golden brown on both sides and waved it in front of a little girl with double flower buds: "Want to eat it? It's very sweet. Ask your mother to buy you a piece to taste. It will be gone after this day."

He said to the young girl in a light-hearted tone, and the young woman holding the girl's hand was amused by him: "How much is this?"

Xiao Qi stretched out his hand and made the sign of three. The thing that he had learned the fastest from the teacher these days was accounting. There were five people in his family learning together, but no one was as good as him.

He is simply the accountant chosen by God.

Gu Qinghe was worried that Fantuan Restaurant had no accountant, so he brought him to the town to set up a stall every day in the past two days to give him some training.

When Jingse came with a handful of silver bills, he happened to see Xiaoqi carefully putting three cents into the rag bag hanging on the stall.

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he said to the leisurely person beside him: "The God of Wealth is coming, why don't you get up and greet him."

Gu Qinghe raised his head very slowly, as if he had lost interest in the banknotes in his hand.

She had less than two hours left to wait for death to come slowly.

If she said that in modern times she had nothing to worry about and could just die, then die, but after traveling to this strange world, she had too many things to be reluctant about.

When she went back yesterday, Xie Fuyi told her that the leader of the Task Alliance was being forced into hiding by Liu Bai, and that he would not be found for a while.

Two flower shops in Huaicheng were closed down by the government. It was said that it was done by the King of Huainan himself.

She was quite surprised by this man's sudden change of character. Before she could be shocked, the system began to announce in her mind that she only had x amount of hours left, with a red five-star warning.

She suddenly felt bored.

Jing Se stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her: "Miss Gu, are you going to be unworldly?"

Seeing that she looked indifferent and was not interested in the money, Jing Se suddenly felt that the little girl who was pulling her to the limit was much more likable than she was now.

So he made up his mind that he must gain more benefits for himself when he cooperated with her again.

Gu Qinghe took the money from his hand out of boredom: "When Master Jing experiences the feeling of waiting for death, you will understand how I feel now."

Jing Se heard this and leaned closer to look at her: “Are you waiting for death?”

Gu Qinghe raised his eyelids: "Otherwise, Master Jing, what do you think I am doing?"

Jing Se stood up straight, fanning himself, and said, "I thought Miss Gu was crazy because of poverty, so I came here specially to give you money."

"..."

Gu Qinghe clenched the bills in his hand, and kept reminding himself that as a dying man he should not care too much about an ancient person.

She endured.

She didn't say anything, and Jing Se became even more arrogant: "Miss Gu, are you so moved that you can't speak?"

Several hundred-liang silver bills were wrinkled. Gu Qinghe took a deep breath and continued to endure it.

This is the financial sponsor that Gu's Huxusu and Tofu will rely on in the future, and she is arguing with him.

Jing Se waited for a long time but she didn't respond angrily. He was really shocked. He circled the stall and finally came to Gu Qinghe. He leaned over her and said mischievously, "Who put the government seal on Miss Gu's mouth?"

After saying that, he turned to Xiao Qi who was trying to sell the product earnestly and said, "Xiao Qi, come and see if there's anything wrong with your young lady's mouth today."

Xiao Qi looked at him, then looked at Gu Qinghe, and said sincerely, "No."

Gu Qinghe: “…”

What can be endured and what cannot be endured.

She glared at the dark green man waving the fan and retorted, "Mr. Jing's outfit today matches your fan even better. They are from the same family."

Jing Se saw that she was finally alive. She was not angry even when she was scolded. Instead, she agreed with her words: "Miss, you don't know that my family is just a family that eats dirt. The people in the mansion, except for Jing Yi and me, are all dirt mixed with water."

In short, it's a puddle of mud.

Gu Qinghe's eyes twitched and he was speechless for a moment.

Jingse picked up a small stool from the Fantuan Restaurant and sat down next to her, not caring at all about the murderous looks in the dark.

"Let me help you sell it too." He said excitedly.

Gu Qinghe moved his feet to make room for him: "You can sell it, and remember to put the money in that bag."

Jing Se pretended not to understand, turned up his wide sleeves and said, "Miss Gu, how did you know that I could wear a dress with pockets today?"

"..."

Gu Qinghe glanced at the interlayer on the edge of his sleeves and said indifferently: "Mr. Jing, if you want money, go find Manager Liu. Don't try to fish in troubled waters here."

Jingse preferred to see these little expressions of hers, which were much more pleasant to look at than the look when she had no motivation to do anything just now.

At this time, he didn't realize that something was wrong with him.

He imitated Xiaoqi's accent and sold snacks from the stall in a casual manner.

Gu Qinghe was just about to say "be serious" when a little boy came to the stall, picked up a string of milk balls and asked him, "Uncle, how much is this?"

Jingse paused in his leisurely movements.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the little boy turned around and asked Gu Qinghe: "Sister, how much is this?"

Gu Qinghe suppressed a laugh: "Three cents."

The little boy took out the copper coins, and Jingse took the three cents with a sullen face.

Gu Qinghe couldn't help laughing out loud.

Perhaps in this world, the only silly Liubai doesn't mind being called uncle.

Jing Se's face suddenly turned pale because of her smile. He fanned himself and sighed softly, "I'm old, young lady, please don't dislike me. Ouch——"

As he was sighing, he was caught off guard and attacked by someone. The hand holding the fan dropped in pain and the bamboo fan fell to the ground with a slight sound.

Jing Se looked at the peanuts rolling on the ground, and shouted angrily across the Fantuan Restaurant: "Master Xie, you should be a gentleman. What's the point of sneak attack!"

Xie Fuyi, who had quietly taken the pot, jumped down from the roof with a cold expression on her face: "It's not me."

"If not, you still have——"

Jing Se asked back subconsciously and paused halfway through his words. He had heard a lot about Prince Yong'an in the past two days.

Are we back to South City again?

Jing Se looked around but didn't see any familiar figures. He turned to Gu Qinghe and complained, "Miss Gu, this is totally an unexpected disaster for me. You have to help me find the person who attacked me and teach him a lesson!"