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The old monk looked at the sweet talk with suspicion.

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

That guy is still in prison, how could he possibly send anything out?

These four food boxes are full of good things, worth at least two taels of silver. That guy's money is all with me, where did he get the money?

Even if you have money, you have to hand it over before entering the cell.

Even if he doesn't hand it over, where can he buy things when he's in jail?

These two silly bunny-heads must have heard it wrong.

It was definitely given by someone else.

But why should we report the boy’s name when it is sent by others?

Who sent it?

The old monk wanted his head to explode but still couldn't figure it out.

Never mind. It couldn’t be given by that lunatic anyway. It would be a waste if I don’t eat it.

The old monk grabbed a roast chicken and started biting into it.

Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but remain in the heart. The old monk thought that what Chu Wen said was very reasonable.

Hua Yanqiaoyu had never eaten such delicious pastries before, and the two of them puffed their cheeks and kept praising the food.

Xiu'er held osmanthus cake in one hand and roasted pigeon in the other, taking a bite of the here and there, her mouth was so busy that she couldn't keep up.

Shi Qinghuayi doesn't like ordinary food and helps take care of Xiu'er with a smile.

The old monk had only eaten half of a roast chicken when there was another knock on the door.

Hua Yanqiaoyu quickly stuffed the pastry in her hand into her mouth and ran to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, seven or eight men were found standing outside with various objects in their hands.

Hua Yan asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"This must be the residence of Master Feng Yin, right? Master Feng Yin's sister asked us to deliver these things."

Hua Yan immediately turned around and shouted, "Master! Sister! Come quickly, the master sister is here to deliver something!"

Upon hearing this, the old monk followed the poetic and picturesque scene to the gate with full of doubts in his heart. He was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

I saw people outside the door holding various kitchen utensils:

There are large and small iron pots, steamers, kitchen knives, chopping boards and knife holders, soup bowls and vegetable plates, water ladles and soup spoons, as well as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, all kinds of kitchen utensils are available.

The old monk was stunned for a moment, and asked quickly:

"Did you send it to the wrong place?"

The leader outside the door asked, "Is this the residence of Feng Yin Jushi?"

"Yes."

"That's right."

The old monk quickly asked: "Who asked you to deliver it?"

"Mr. Feng Yin's sister."

The old monk was stunned again when he heard this: "Who?"

"Mr. Feng Yin's sister."

"His sister?"

"Yes, Mr. Feng Yin's sister."

The old monk thought to himself, he was arrested and put in jail less than a day after arriving in the city, so where could he find his sister?

Could it be that the male and female prisoners were held together in cell A?

The old monk was exhausted and couldn’t figure it out after thinking for a long time.

He rolled his eyes and asked, "Have you paid?"

"It's all paid for, all you have to do is accept it."

The old monk was overjoyed when he heard this, and he didn't care about it, so he would rather accept it than waste it.

"Just move it in and put it in the front yard."

……

The old monk was counting things in the front yard with all his poetic and flowery talk when there was another knock on the door.

Huayan Qiaoyu ran over and opened the door.

"What are you doing?"

"These things were sent by Sister Feng Yin. Please sign for them."

"Master! Sister! Master sister has sent something again."

The old monk went out to take a look and saw the people coming with large and small basins, a bathtub and a bath curtain, as well as a broom, a dustpan, a hoe, a shovel, a toilet bucket, and tea sets...

A wide range of daily necessities are available.

The old monk asked in confusion, "Who asked you to deliver it?"

"Mr. Feng Yin's sister."

"Did you pay?"

"It's all paid for, all you have to do is sign for it."

"Move it in and put it in the front yard."

......

The old monk looked at the piles of items in the yard with a confused look on his face.

The bathtubs are all made of mahogany, the toilet bowls are inlaid with gold edges, and even the handles of the hoes are made of golden nanmu.

He thought to himself: Whose widow is this? She is so generous.

Where did he hook up with that guy? How come I never have such a good thing happen to me?

While the old monk was in a daze, there was another knock on the door.

"Master, sister, the master sister has sent something again!"

The old monk walked to the door and was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

There was a delivery team of more than a hundred people outside the door, blocking the entire Taohua Lane tightly. The old monk was so shocked that he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Is this the residence of Feng Yin Jushi?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"These things were sent by Sister Feng Yin. Here is the inventory. Please check and sign for them."

The old monk took the list and looked at it. There were thirteen large beds, thirteen wardrobes, fifteen desks, ten screens, six dining tables, eighty wooden chairs of various colors, a dressing table, a footstool, a recliner, a bookcase, a wine cabinet, a flower stand, an antique stand...

"Have you paid?" the old monk asked in a low voice.

“It’s all paid.”

The old monk couldn't believe his ears and stared at the crowd outside the door in a daze.

"Okay, okay, move in, move in."

……

The goods filled the front and back yards. The old monk was surprised but also uneasy. He smiled foolishly and frowned, not knowing whether he should be happy or worried.

At first glance, these things are all high-end goods, and upon closer inspection, the materials and workmanship are all top-notch.

Based on the old monk's inexperienced perspective, he roughly estimated that it was worth at least four hundred taels of silver.

Moreover, the beds, tables, chairs, and daily utensils were all different, and were obviously purchased according to the layout of the house.

The person who delivered the goods only said that she was Mr. Feng Yin’s sister and knew nothing else.

The old monk was surprised and extremely curious about this sister who fell from the sky.

Judging from her gesture, this sister is no ordinary widow.

What did that guy do to her? Did he become her lover?

Even if he became someone's lover, with his sneaky look, he is not worth four hundred taels of silver!

While the old monk was wondering, Hua Yan said:

"Master, this dressing table is so beautiful. I'll move it away."

The old monk came back to his senses and said cheerfully, "Move away, move away. We have everything."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Yan was seen trotting into the west wing, carrying a dressing table weighing several hundred kilograms in one hand.

The old monk's eyes widened and he was stunned.

"Master, I want this."

"it is good……"

Before he could finish his words, Qiao Yu ran into the west wing carrying a large solid wooden bed weighing several hundred kilograms.

The old monk felt like a thousand horses were galloping in his heart. He thought, "You two have the strength to do this, but why do you still want to make me get hit by a sword?"

While I was in a daze, I heard Shiqing say:

"Master, I see these appliances were bought according to the layout of the house. Master, you take a rest, Huayi and I will arrange them."

"Good good."

After he finished speaking, Shiqing was seen carrying a bathtub weighing several hundred pounds and walking towards the bathroom.

Huayi walked towards the study carrying a bookcase weighing thousands of pounds.

This……

This……

Is this reasonable?

The old monk stood there, his eyes following the sweet talk and poetic scenes as if he was watching acrobatics.

At the same time, he felt a sense of security in his heart.

Damn it!

From now on, who dares to mess with me!

Butcher Zhang?

Even ten Zhang the Butcher are not enough to fight!

Only Xiu'er thought this was normal, and she staggered around following her sisters.

Xiuer