Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

In a small fishing village near the coast of Yihai, the village chief led three people, young and old, to choose a house, followed by a group of children watching the fun.

"Let's go here." After walking around for more than half an hour, Mu Yingbao took a fancy to a yard next to a fishing village.

It is some distance away from other fishermen's homes, and the best thing is that no one lives in this yard.

Seeing that she had chosen this courtyard, the seventy-year-old village chief was somewhat embarrassed and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Does the village chief have anything to say?" Tao Qingyuan saw clearly and asked.

"I won't hide it from you all. Although this house is nice, it is not very auspicious." The village chief was a kind-hearted man and did not want to hide it, so he told the truth.

It turned out that there were six people in this yard. Four of them were men. They went out to sea to fish five years ago and encountered a storm and never came back. The remaining two women missed their husbands and sons too much and jumped into the sea.

The young woman followed a merchant who collected seafood and never came back.

The villagers said that the house had bad feng shui, so it has been vacant until now and no one has come.

Hearing this, Brother Hui and Tao Qingyuan looked at Mu Yingbao together.

Both the old and the young felt that what the old village chief said would have no effect on them.

Sure enough, Mu Yingbao not only did not show any fear or disgust on her face, but she even smiled.

It matters. We, a family of three, are all blessed with good fortune. We can overcome any bad things.

This is it, you decide the price."

"Since Madam doesn't mind these, just stay here. We can waive the rent. The house is ownerless anyway." The old village chief had a good impression of the three people. Anyway, he could make the decision.

"Okay, then we won't be polite. Thank you, village chief uncle." Mu Yingbao said happily.

She was not happy because she didn't have to pay for the rent and was getting a good deal, but because she thought the fishing village was beautiful and the people here were simple and honest.

When I came to the beach, there were no inns here, and it was not very convenient to stay at a fisherman's house, so I thought of renting a house for a short period of time. Unexpectedly, I found a small yard.

"Well, you guys clean up first, and if you need anything, you can tell me if I don't mind.

If you want a new one, you have to go to Sanyang Wharf to buy it. It’s not too far from here, and it’s only an hour’s round trip. You can ask someone to take you there.” The old village chief told enthusiastically.

When Mu Yingbao heard this, she asked the old village chief to find someone to clean up the place. She and Tao Qingyuan and Hui Ge caught a donkey cart and called a child of the same age as Hui Ge to take them to the Sanyang Wharf.

The pier was much larger than Mu Yingbao had imagined, and it was also very lively.

There are inns, restaurants, and various shops everywhere.

I originally wanted to buy bedding, kitchen supplies and other things for three people.

However, after visiting the store, Mu Yingbao discovered that the things sold here were all very good.

So she bought furniture for three rooms, including beds, wardrobes, tables, chairs and benches, and even bought a desk and bookshelf for Brother Hui.

"Mother, there's no need for so much. We don't live here permanently." Brother Hui was more rational and reminded in a low voice.

"It's okay. We just want to live comfortably. We have money anyway." Mu Yingbao said this while his eyes were still hesitating over the two colorful touches in his hand.

Brother Hui and Tao Qingyuan looked at each other, one shrugged and the other spread his hands.

Yes, how could she be short of money?

It is no exaggeration to say that she would have no pressure even if she bought the entire pier.

In the past, the phrase "yaochanwanguan" was often used to describe how wealthy a person is.

But when this word is used to describe her, it is simply a disrespect to her.

There were 100,000 taels of silver in her specially made belt! There were also more than 20,000 taels left outside, which she said was pocket money.

Tao Qingyuan once advised her that even if money came easily, she should still be frugal when it was time to save.

However, Mu Yingbao said that money is earned to be spent. If you spend it, it is money, but if you keep it in your hand, it is just a piece of waste paper.

Taotou said that since you, grandfather, suggested saving money, you should go to the stall outside to eat iodine noodles. She and Brother Hui wanted to act like spendthrifts and order food from the restaurant.

Of course Tao Qingyuan refused, and from then on he never dared to mention saving again.

Mu Yingbao and the other two walked for about half an hour when three fully loaded carriages followed behind them, attracting many passers-by to look.

"Mother, didn't you say that we should keep a low profile on this trip?" Brother Hui couldn't help but speak again.

"I'm already low-key enough. You didn't see me buying these things. I was restrained and didn't buy the most expensive or the best ones. I only bought mid-range ones. Don't worry, it's okay. I've seen and experienced all kinds of storms." Mu Yingbao didn't take it seriously and comforted Brother Hui instead.

Well, if this is considered low-key, Brother Hui looked around at the people who were pointing at the carriage and talking. Oh, I really don’t know what it would be like if my mother became high-profile.

"Madam, you just moved here. Do you need a maid to serve you at home? Tell me about this and I promise to pick a few pretty, smart and hardworking ones for you." A maid nearby caught up with Mu Yingbao and asked with a smile.

"A pretty girl? What am I doing here? To be treated like a flower." Mu Yingbao felt disgusted when he saw the cunning look in the old woman's eyes.

When the old woman heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then realized that the young lady must be angry because she was afraid that if she married a pretty maid, her husband would like her.

So the old woman chased forward again, raised her hand and pretended to slap herself in the face. "Look, I am a woman who can't talk. When I recruit a maid, I just need her to be good-looking and quick-witted."

Seeing that this woman was really sticky, Mu Yingbao was afraid that she would not give up unless she refused, so she stopped and looked at the woman coldly, "I don't need any help in my house, so don't follow me anymore."

Seeing Mu Yingbao like this, the old woman could not continue to pester her no matter how thick-skinned she was. She stopped where she was and murmured in dissatisfaction, "A woman who is flaunting herself on the street is obviously a fickle woman. Oh, who is so wicked as to plot against your grandmother Zhao?"

As soon as the old woman made a slanderous remark, she was hit on the mouth by a stone. When she touched the ground, blood was oozing out. She spat on the ground and found a tooth in the blood.

She wanted to open her mouth to curse, but was stopped by a stall owner: "Aunt Zhao, please shut up. You have offended someone you shouldn't have offended."

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she suddenly came to her senses. Yes, she was also a person that most people dared not mess with here.

If someone dared to attack me today, he must not be a good person. Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhao was unwilling, but she didn't dare to do anything else. She used her sleeves to cover her mouth and quickly went to a crowded place, not daring to go home directly.

When Mrs. Zhao called out, Mu Yingbao looked back and then looked at the old and young faces behind him.

Brother Hui shook his head slightly, indicating that it was not him. He actually wanted to do that, but his great-grandfather got there first.

Brother Hui shook his head slightly, indicating that it was not him. He actually wanted to do that, but his great-grandfather got there first.

Tao Qingyuan's face still looked a little bad. Mu Yingbao understood at a glance that it was the old man who got angry and started to teach him a lesson.

"Hey, old man, why don't you know how to be gentle and kind to women?" Mu Yingbao came close to him, laughing in a low voice and teasing him.

Tao Qingyu was so angry when he heard this, "Boss, what are you talking about? She is so fragrant? I think she is just a piece of old cabbage stalk, what's the point of cherishing jade?"

Phew, Mu Yingbao couldn't help but laughed out loud when he heard it.

Suddenly I felt someone staring at me, so I looked up and saw a young man looking at me from the second floor window of a roadside restaurant with a half-smile on his face...