Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

After dealing with the first customer, the senior sister finally came back.

Yan Yun felt relieved and sat back in his seat.

As the sun rose higher and higher, Luochatai became really lively. Disciples of all ages came in groups, wandering around, and no matter which stall they were at, they would come up to take a look.

Many people glanced at Yan Yun and ran away. She guessed that they didn't read what she wrote clearly...

"Why is no one here, Junior Sister? I'll write a new sign for you."

Jiang Qinghe was also puzzled. He grabbed Chuntian and put it in his pocket. Chuntian looked confused and struggled to get out, but he pushed her back. "Leave it to me. I'll be back soon."

Yan Yun nodded and continued to stare blankly at his stall.

"Are you collecting junk?"

The curious little disciple squatted in front of her stall, blinking his eyes and watching for a long time, and then asked curiously, "What are you doing with these, Senior Sister?"

Yan Yun saw that she was cute, small and chubby, and his voice softened when he spoke, "It's useful."

"Hey, isn't this Yan Yun?"

Liang Yu was passing by here and caught a glimpse of Yan Yun from the corner of his eye, so he brought a group of people and rushed over vigorously, pushing all the young disciples out.

The young disciple was pushed out and glared at them angrily.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You've become so messed up."

As soon as she finished speaking, the group of people following her burst into laughter.

"Yes."

Yan Yun nodded honestly, as if he didn't care about their sarcasm at all.

She came just in time, as she was worried that no one would pick a fight with her today.

"Let me see what you wrote."

Liang Yu couldn't understand what she wrote for a while. He half-squatted and read it for a long time, then burst into laughter.

"Yanyun, Yanyun, I didn't expect you to be so miserable after leaving Jiuxiao Palace. Not only do you like to pick up rags, but you also collect rags. Aren't you a disgrace to our Changle Sect?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Liang, do you have any business to introduce?"

Yan Yun smiled and was very happy when she saw a bunch of people around looking at her. Yes, that's it. Speak louder to give her free publicity.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to collect junk here, who can refuse to sell useless things for money?

Liang Yu was immediately pleased when she heard her say that. She raised her head slightly and looked down at her in a condescending manner, "I will not give it to you even if I lose it."

"Really? Here's my offer, don't you want to take a look?"

"A little bit of money is a lot of money. If we, as grassroots cultivators, don't work hard and save a little, what will we do in the future?"

"We are not as rich as our Senior Sister Liang, the daughter of the headmaster... Alas."

Yan Yun sighed, his eyes dim, and intentionally or unintentionally spread out a price list in front of everyone.

“You! Why are you being so sarcastic? You are not allowed to… hey hey hey what are you doing!?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yu's angry voice rang in his ears, sharp and piercing.

"Really? Then you take it..."

"Let me watch too."

Before she could finish her words, she was pushed out by a group of people and looked at the young disciple who had just been pushed out by her in bewilderment.

She was so angry that she stood aside and acted angry.

Seeing Jiang Qinghe coming back, he scratched his head, wondering why there were so many people all of a sudden.

Yan Yun wrote very quickly and kept counting. When she encountered something that she didn't understand, she had to explain it with great effort.

Jiang Qinghe couldn't help, so he ran outside with Chuntian, holding a newly written sign and recruiting people everywhere. Although he was still a little embarrassed, he was very happy to be able to help his junior sister.

The sun rose and gradually set. After seeing off the last wave of guests, Yan Yun's hands were already too tired.

"Can I find you later?"

Some disciples did not forget to ask her before leaving. Yan Yun was right. As grassroots cultivators with no background, they were naturally not as good as those who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths.

She nodded with a smile. Although she had been busy all day, she felt very fulfilled in her heart. She also did not expect that today would go so smoothly.

These are not junk, they are money.

She loosened her fingers and stretched her muscles to relieve her fatigue.

"Host, don't say your system is called Duocai when you go out..."

Duocai watched her collecting junk all day and felt a little depressed. He looked down on this treasure appraisal system.

Yan Yun: Then find me a high-level magic weapon now.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Duocai chose to play dead.

"Brother, thank you for today."

Yan Yun looked at Jiang Qinghe who had just run back, still holding the sign in his hand, his eyes full of genuine gratitude.

Spring was jumping and rubbing against her legs. It had played all day and was still excited.

"We are friends, so there's no need to say thank you."

He handed her the sign in his hand, "This one is good."

Although he didn't directly say that the one Yan Yun wrote was extremely ugly, the meaning was already very clear...

"Thank you, senior brother."

She took it a little embarrassedly, and asked again, "Is it really that ugly?"

In fact, she appreciated it briefly last night after she finished writing it.

"..."

Jiang Qinghe stopped talking. Silence was his greatest expression. Didn’t his junior sister have any idea whether she was ugly or not?

At this time, the whole sky was pink, and the setting sun weaved a beautiful and dreamy ribbon for the distant mountains, and dyed the hair of the two people with a hint of glory.

Yan Yun quickly closed the stall. What he received today was probably ten times more than what he received that day in Liyuan Town. If he collected all the money from the entire sect...

She could already imagine the scene of becoming rich overnight.

As the sun set, the two of them slowly walked down the tea table.

"Junior sister, registration for the martial arts competition will start tomorrow. I will wait for you here then."

As they were almost at Linshuiju, Jiang Qinghe felt it was not appropriate to continue walking forward, so he stopped and spoke.

"Uh-huh."

Yan Yun nodded, "Brother, thank you for today."

Before parting, she expressed her gratitude to him again. She looked at Jiang Qinghe with gentle eyes and a faint smile.

He smiled helplessly, his black hair falling down in front of his eyebrows after playing all day, his bright eyes sparkled, "I told you not to thank me."

"You're always so polite to me."

After parting with Jiang Qinghe, she returned to Linshuiju.

She sat in front of the window, recalling Jiang Qinghe's words.

She didn't want to be like this, but when others treated her well, she felt guilty and always felt that she should return the favor twice as much instead of accepting it...

Some things are so deeply rooted that it is difficult for her to change them completely. She can only keep herself busy and active so that she has no time to think about random things.

Yan Yun sat quietly, but the negative emotions in his heart were growing wildly.

"Yanyun! Someone is looking for you outside."

It was not until she heard a call that she came to her senses.