The first step to a rich country is to get rich first and then get richer

Naturally, Lan Ning found an excuse to put those banknotes into the space. Now that they had money, they would definitely splurge on things that they had been reluctant to buy during the Chinese New Year in previous years.

Every day, the few of them got up early, practiced kung fu, and then took Old Man Lan's ox cart to the county town. They paid four coins for the entrance fee without blinking an eye and then strolled around the county town.

Grandma Lan's face, which always had a hint of sadness in the past, no longer had any sadness on it. Instead, she always had a hint of smile on her face. However, that smile slowly turned into heartache after she accompanied Lan Ning shopping.

"Nannan, this is too expensive. Let's not buy it. That hairpin is also very good."

Grandma Lan's eyes fell on the twenty-cent hairpin that the shopkeeper had just introduced. The hairpin was crudely made and had an eye-catching design. It was specially prepared for country folk like them.

But even though people in the county town wouldn't even give a second look at this hairpin, these country folk value it very much. If you have such a hairpin, others will even look at you with envy.

"No, no, no, how can a hairpin like that match my grandma? Boss, I want this hairpin. Let me see the other one. My sister wears it."

Lan Ning was like a small landlord, not even blinking an eye at these hairpins.

Hearing the word "sister", Meng Anran hurriedly walked up and waved her hand.

"No, Sister Lan, I don't want it."

Meng Anran's voice was gentle and ethereal, and her words immediately fell into other people's hearts.

A man outside, surrounded by servants, followed the voice and walked in, looking around for the owner of the voice.

"I am fine like this now. If I wear a hairpin, I will lose it, and it will be inconvenient to do my work."

The voice sounded again, and this time the man did not miss the opportunity. He quickly walked towards the owner of the voice.

After walking a few steps, I saw a girl with an anxious face, fair skin, big and affectionate almond eyes, a tall and small nose, and bright red lips of moderate thickness, not too thick, nor too thin. At first glance, one would want to kiss her.

The man seemed to have been possessed by Meng Anran. She was the only one in his eyes, and he walked straight towards her.

They were trying to persuade Lan Ning earnestly, but she was suddenly pulled behind her. Then a man pounced on them from where she had just stood, scaring several people.

"Beauty, beauty."

The man missed his first attack and pounced on her the second time. There was only Meng Anran in his eyes and he couldn't see anyone else.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his knee and knelt down in front of them.

"Why such a great gift?"

Lan Ning and the other three took a step back together.

The man had never suffered such a humiliation before, and he immediately wanted to stand up and hit someone, but when he looked up and saw Meng Anran, the idea of ​​hitting someone disappeared without a trace. He stretched out his hand to stop his men, revealing an expression that he thought was handsome.

"Nothing, nothing, beauty must have been careless. This young master will not blame you."

Ignore him, who's afraid that he will blame me, who's afraid to apologize to him, it's quite fun to direct and act by myself.

"My beauty, meeting is fate. How about I treat you and we go out for dinner and get to know each other."

The man's crooked smile reminded Lan Ning of the Crooked-Mouth God of War, but his appearance was not up to standard, especially the mole on his nose which ruined the whole look. Although he knew the situation was very serious, Lan Ning couldn't help laughing.

This laugh was incredible. After seeing Sister Lan happy during the day, he was no longer so nervous and started laughing too.

When Meng Anran saw Sister Lan smile, she subconsciously smiled too. To her, she was not important, the most important thing was that Sister Lan was happy.

The man who only had Meng Anran in his eyes saw her smile, and it was like a spring breeze blowing across his cheeks, and his eyes turned into hearts again.

"My beauty, you look so beautiful when you smile. Seeing that you are dressed so poorly, I guess your family life is not easy. Why don't you come with me to my mansion? If you follow me, I promise that you will have delicious food and drink, and you will have endless wealth and glory in your life."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he reached out his hand and tried to pull Meng Anran.

When Grandma Lan saw him stretching out his hand, she immediately pulled Meng Anran behind her, and also pulled the other two little ones behind her to protect them.

The man's eyes followed Meng Anran until he could no longer see her. The anger that had just disappeared immediately gathered together and surged into his head.

"What the hell are you doing, you old woman? Do you want to die?"

Seeing their young master getting angry, the subordinates behind him did not restrain themselves and rushed forward, waiting for an opportunity to act. They would take action as long as the young master gave the order.

Lan Ning has changed now and is no longer the type of person who allows herself to be bullied, because she has a backer.

Although the county magistrate is a minor official, at least she is a good official and will not shield bad people.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Lan Ning pretended to take out a pair of tongs from her backpack and prepared herself to fight them if they dared to take action.

Although he was small, he held his head high and looked more imposing than the person opposite him.

"You guys want to die again, don't you? You dare to tease a decent girl in broad daylight."

It was only at this moment that the man's eyes fell on Lan Ning for the first time.

The little guy looked at her with murderous eyes.

"Catch her for me. How dare she talk to me like that? I think she is tired of living."

With their young master's order, the men behind him all rushed towards them, passing the man.

"Grandma, fight. We know Kung Fu and have a backer. Why should we be afraid of them? They should be afraid of us later."

Yes, they know Kung Fu and they practice it every day. Although they haven’t learned the real moves yet, they are still very powerful now and ordinary people can’t beat them.

Then, Grandma Lan, during the day, Lan Ning stuffed a pair of tongs into Meng Anran's hands. She prepared them secretly. There were many tongs in the space. It was very good for hitting people. It hurts, and it is not easy to drop it when holding it.

The three of them took the tongs in their hands with a look of surprise on their faces.

"Nannan, where did you get so many fire tongs?"

Lan Ning looked at the person opposite him, but answered Grandma Lan.

"I prepared this. I bought it and placed it in the house, but you didn't notice it. I put four of them in my backpack before I went out this morning just in case. Now they come in handy."

"Sister Lan, you are amazing."

"Sister Lan, you are amazing."

During the day, Meng Anran and the other person agreed with Lan Ning's approach in unison.

These shabby guys now have weapons in their hands, but these weapons make them laugh so hard.

"Hahahahaha, Master, look at what they are holding in their hands, fire tongs, these are, these are their weapons, hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter."

Not only these subordinates, but also the young master couldn't stand up straight with laughter.

It was obvious that they didn't care at all about the fact that they had weapons and so many people were fighting against them.