Princess Fubao brought trillions of goods to help her father rule the world

Jia Ren snorted, pushed the waiter away with his shoulder, and swaggered into the gambling house with Jia Yi.

Humph! With the waiter's attitude towards him just now, he won the silver reward? Just daydream!

As soon as the two brothers entered, they attracted a crowd of onlookers.

"Hello, Brother Jia. I miss you so much after not seeing you for so long! Come on, let's have some fun with you two brothers!"

They clearly saw the silver in Jia Yi's hand. Although it was not much, even a little bit is still meat, so they would not complain about the small amount!

As Jia Ren and Jia Yi listened to the constant flattery from the crowd, a hint of disdain flashed in their eyes.

Don't think that he doesn't know what these people are thinking. Aren't they just after the money in his hands?

Jia Ren has been running casinos for many years, and he will definitely be able to turn things around with these nine taels of silver!

Want to see him make fun of you? No way!

Jia Ren lifted up his dark and worn outer robe and sat down at the gambling table.

Jia Yi endured the severe pain in his leg, stood behind Jia Ren, and looked at the gambling table intently.

He kept praying in his heart, hoping that God would allow Jia Ren to earn more money, enough for them to turn the tide.

It has been really difficult for the two brothers these days. They were hungry and cold, and they racked their brains to get ten taels of silver. They must not make any mistakes!

But God seemed not to hear Jia Yi's sincere prayers. After five games, Jia Ren was pale and had lost everything!

Jia Yi felt even more desperate, his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

Just as the two brothers were walking out, supporting each other, the casino owner came up with a smile.

He handed over a silver note of 100 taels in his hand: "Master Jia, I can buy on credit! If you gamble a few more times, I believe Master Jia will win a huge fortune!"

Jia Ren looked at the banknotes in front of him, and a hint of greed flashed across his eyes.

Before Jia Yi could stop him, he saw Jia Ren quickly took the banknote and ran back to the gambling table.

It was not until late at night that the brothers Jia Ren and Jia Yi were ready to walk out of the casino in dejected mood.

It's over! I lost all my money. Tomorrow I will have to live a hard life with no food or clothes to wear!

Now, there is no mother left to sell them to a brothel...

"Hey, two young masters, please stay!" The casino owner walked towards them with a smile.

The two brothers paused and looked at the casino owner.

"You two young masters still owe me a hundred taels of silver, and you're just going to walk away like this? There seems to be no such thing as freeloading in this world, right?"

As the casino owner spoke, he clapped his hands and five or six burly men came out from behind him, glaring at the two brothers fiercely.

"It was you who begged and pleaded to lend us the money. If it weren't for you, we would have left the casino long ago..." Jia Ren raised his head high.

He made up his mind that he would never return the one hundred taels of silver!

His Jia family is gone and he has no money to pay back!

Unexpectedly, the casino owner was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Of course I know you don't have the money to pay back! Come on, catch them and let them make money for us!"

The brothers Jia Ren and Jia Yi ran towards the door in panic, but how could they, two people who had been hungry for many days, outrun these strong men?

He was grabbed by the collar and punched unconscious.

When they woke up again, they found themselves in the same big iron cage, and there were a few people talking not far away.

Among them was the casino owner!

"Five hundred taels of silver for two people! Keep it!"

The casino owner happily put the banknotes into his arms, making a net profit of four hundred taels of silver!

He glanced at the two brothers locked in the iron cage from a distance, with no sympathy in his eyes, only disgust.

You bastard who killed your father and sold out your mother only deserves to live here in misery!

...

After a few days, word spread among the wealthy businessmen in several nearby cities that the two Jia brothers had started performing underground!

When these wealthy businessmen heard that it was the Jia brothers, they curiously paid money to watch the underground performance of the Jia brothers.

Jia Ren was tied with an iron chain, with his four equally long legs wrapped in rags. He stood on the ground like a puppy, barking.

Jia Yi had his limbs chopped off and was kept in a small clay pot.

The only thing the two brothers had in common was their empty eyes and their pulled teeth.

...

Xiao Ci and his companions walked for a few more days and finally settled down in an inn in the capital city of Dongcui.

Xiao Baozhu lazily lay on the bed, with her chin resting on her hand, not knowing whether Wang Baben and the others had reached Dongcui Country...

"Xiao Zhuzhu, what are you thinking about?" Xiao Ci walked in from outside and saw his little niece with her hands on her cheeks.

Oh...so cute!

"Uncle~Zhuzhu is thinking of what gift to give to Emperor Dongcui?" The little girl's big eyes rolled around and she turned over and stretched out her little hand to the uncle.

Xiao Ci picked up his little niece and said patiently, "Of course, I'll send you some rare treasures. Don't worry, Zhuzhu. The Ministry of Rites has already prepared it!"

Xiao Baozhu shook her head. She was not worried at all!

She wanted to take advantage of Emperor Dongcui's birthday and make a fortune by using his name...

"Uncle, can we give this to Emperor Dongcui?" said Milk Ball, and with a wave of his little hand, two cans of hawthorn appeared on the bed.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ci refused and said, "No, no! This glass jar is too precious!"

Xiao Baozhu blinked her big eyes and smiled evilly twice, then said in a baby voice: "Uncle, think about it! If we give two colored glaze jars to Emperor Dongcui, will the envoys from other countries also want them when they see them?"

Xiao Ci thought for a moment, looked at his niece and smiled, "Zhuzhu wants to use the name of Emperor Dongcui to sell this glass jar to envoys from various countries and make a fortune?"

The Emperor of Dongcui also likes the colored glaze jar. I'm sure that envoys from various countries and high-ranking officials and nobles of Dongcui would all be vying to get one, right?

"Yes, yes. When the time comes, the emperor's uncle will say that we spent the whole country's efforts and went through untold hardships to get this glass jar! It was specially presented to Emperor Dongcui as a gift! When the time comes, we can take the glass jar out to sell it, and no one will think that this glass jar has anything to do with us~"

Xiao Baozhu clapped her hands happily and said that they would probably think that this was a gimmick made up by Emperor Dongcui to sell glass jars!

But even so, they will still find ways to get a glass jar~

After all, this colored glass looks crystal clear to them and can be passed down from generation to generation as a family heirloom!

"Since this glass jar is the same model as the one owned by Emperor Dongcui, I'll sell it for 1888 taels of silver! Uncle, follow Zhuzhu and getting rich is not a dream!"

Xiao Ci chuckled and patted his niece's hair.

I don’t know if Zhuzhu is more like the emperor’s brother or the emperor’s sister-in-law. How come this little head has so many good ideas?