Zhouzhou was born with a lack of fortune, and after eating the Taoist temple into bankruptcy, she was finally driven down the mountain to beg for food. But inadvertently, she found a long-term source of sustenance.

After adopting little Zhou Zhou, Madam Qin immediately sent a message to her youngest son, "Look, you have a daughter!"

Qin Lie, who was supposed to be delighted at becoming a father, remained expressionless and said, "Send her away."

The young tyrants of the Qin family, who were supposed to be happy about having a little sister, looked disdainful and said, "We don't want her. She only knows how to cry, not fun at all."

Even the Qin family's arch-enemies were eagerly waiting to see Zhouzhou bankrupt the Qin family.

However, Qin Lie signed contracts every day until his hands were sore, and the Qin family thrived, securing their position as the wealthiest family. Even the crippled seventh brother of the Qin family became able to run and jump.

At a banquet, the young tyrants of the Qin family surrounded Zhouzhou, trying to please her.

"Sister, we'll give you all the delicious food!"

"Sister, what kind of story do you want to hear today? Brother will tell you!"

Qin Lie walked straight over, picked up the little girl, and glanced coldly at his nephews, declaring ownership, "She's my daughter!"

After Descending the Mountain, Seven Big Brothers Spoil Me

Sure enough, when Yun You approached the stall, the vendor didn't take him seriously at all. 


Yun You, mimicking their earlier strategy, inquired about the prices of a few items before pointing to the painting Zhouzhou wanted. 


The vendor, suspecting nothing, replied, "This is an authentic Tang Bohu. One million yuan."


Yun You's face twisted with disbelief. "You must be joking. An authentic Tang Bohu would never look like this! Are you trying to take advantage of us because you think we're fools?"


The vendor smirked, eyeing Yun You up and down. This kid, wearing short sleeves in such cold weather, couldn't even afford decent clothes. 


Clearly a pauper. And the little girl looked equally clueless—definitely not people with much money.


"So, how much can you offer?" he asked.


Yun You raised a single finger, copying Zhouzhou's earlier gesture. "One hundred yuan!"


Found Treasure!