Chapter 15

What does it feel like to become rich overnight?

　　It feels so good to ask.

　　It was so good that I couldn't sleep.

　　Mu Yu's heart was pounding with excitement. He rolled around on the bed holding his phone, making his head look like a chicken coop.

　　After scrolling for a while, I couldn't help but take out my phone and stared at the payment notification:

　　One hundred thousand yuan!

　　A full one hundred thousand yuan!

　　Not ghost money!

　　A genuine hundred thousand dollars!

　　Make a fortune!

　　He thought happily, I am so rich now.

　　The emotion of happiness is contagious.

　　Shi Wuzhi watched him grinning like a happy little idiot and couldn't help but grin along with him.

　　Mu Yu rolled around for a long time, then crawled over grunting, looked up at Shi Wuzhi and said, "By the way, let me buy you some clothes."

　　This money is half mine and half yours, but you can't keep it all to yourself.

　　The teacher's two rows of dark eyelashes trembled, "Okay."

　　It didn't matter what the ghost wore, and he didn't really care, but... he always found it hard to refuse.

　　Mu Yu sat cross-legged on the bed and opened the flagship sports store he often visited.

　　It is a domestic brand, mainly targeting teenagers. The clothes and shoes are of high quality and cheap. Most of Mu Yu's daily wear is from this brand.

　　The school season is about to begin, and the store is having a promotion on new autumn clothes, with a 20% discount on purchases of two or more pieces.

　　Discount!

　　What beautiful Characters.

　　Mu Yu immediately and happily chose two sets, one for himself and one for Shi Wuzhi.

　　Both are wearing the classic jeans and sweatshirt combination, the only difference is the colors, his is white and Shi Wuzhi's is red.

　　Somehow, he always felt that Shi Wuzhi would look particularly good in red.

　　The background of the underworld and the ghosts themselves are gray, but if they are offerings burned by relatives and friends, you can still vaguely see their true color.

　　Finally, I bought another pair of sneakers and got a 30-yuan coupon. I was so satisfied.

　　Before going to bed, Mu Yu calculated his savings:

　　There were 40,000 before, Sister Lan gave 30,000 last time, and this time it is 100,000, adding up to a total of 170,000!

　　My God, I am such a rich man.

　　He looked up the second-hand house information in his phone's favorites and said to Shi Wuzhi very ambitiously, "When I get enough 200,000 yuan, I will buy a house like this. Then I will set up a special altar for you and make a proper tablet."

　　Second-hand houses in the old city are relatively cheaper, and you don't need to make a 30% down payment like you do when buying a new house. An initial payment of 200,000 yuan is enough.

　　Since ancient times, Chinese people have had an inexplicable obsession with houses.

　　To settle down and make a living, you must first "have a place to stay". Even if you wander to the wilderness, as long as you have a roof over your head, you will feel at ease instantly.

　　Mu Yu was talking to himself with a beaming look on his face, and Shi Wuzhi became excited as well.

　　New tablet...

　　The excitement continued into the day.

　　When Mu Yu went to the vegetable market to buy food, Aunt Wang at the fruit and vegetable stall smiled and joked, "Oh, you are so happy, what good thing happened to you?"

　　Mu Yu smiled shyly, but couldn't help wanting to share his joy with others. "It's nothing, I just made a little money."

　　Hehehe, I'm rich!

　　Mr. Shi who accompanied him on the purchase found his implicit show-off particularly interesting, and even somewhat understood Bai Laoqi's behavior of pinching his cheek.

　　He looked at Mu Yu's round cheeks.

　　Hmm...it seems to be really good to pinch.

　　"That's great," Aunt Wang was also happy for him. After paying the bill, she grabbed a huge red dragon fruit and stuffed it into his hand, "May you be prosperous and wealthy."

　　After returning home, Mu Yu couldn't wait to cut the dragon fruit. While cutting, he kept talking to his teacher: "Look, isn't its peel layered like dragon scales? It looks really nice..."

　　After spending a few days together, the master undoubtedly discovered that the young boss was actually a bit talkative. Even if there was nothing serious, he would find something to talk about.

　　But he is very cute, and even when he talks a lot, he won't make people feel annoyed.

　　Juice oozes out of the deep purple flesh, flows down the black seeds, and immediately falls into red flowers on the delicate white porcelain plate.

　　He cut the fruit a few times with a fruit knife, holding down the two ends with his thumbs and using the remaining fingers to apply slight pressure on the bottom, and the square-shaped flesh burst open.

　　At this time, just gently push the root and the fruit will fall into the plate obediently.

　　Shi Wuzhi tasted it.

　　The taste is somewhat like honeydew melon from the Western Regions, but it seems a bit mediocre at first glance, neither crispy nor sweet.

　　But if you take a few more bites, you will find that this fruit is unexpectedly fragrant.

Mu Yu's cheeks were bulging with food, and he said incoherently, "Let's have steamed dumplings in soup for lunch today!"

　　How can we not celebrate such a big happy event?

　　When he went shopping just now, he specially bought a large piece of beef, just for himself.

　　The butcher shop has a meat grinder, but the meat ground by the machine is indeed not as fragrant as the meat chopped by a knife, so Mu Yu took it back and made it himself.

　　The two large kitchen knives swung left and right, the sharp blades flying up and down, bang bang bang, bang bang bang...

　　It's hot in summer and it's easy to get sick of eating too much pure meat filling, so Mu Yu added a handful of fresh leeks to the filling.

　　There is some beef bone broth in the refrigerator that has been stewed previously. Because it is rich in gelatin, it has already solidified into a large piece of crystal clear soup jelly. It will shake duang~duang~ when you move it a little, making it perfect for making soup.

　　The dumpling skins do not need to be fermented. Just let the dough rest for a while before using.

　　Mu Yu cut the soup jelly into cubes the size of fingertips, stuffed them with the leek and beef filling, gently supported the bottom with the little fingers of both hands, and used the remaining eight fingers to cooperate in pushing inwards, and the plump and round dumplings proudly puffed up their bellies.

　　Shi Wuzhi behind him looked at the dumplings, then at Mu Yu, and always felt that the two were inexplicably similar.

　　Dumplings already existed in the Han Dynasty. Occasionally, during festivals or when a great victory was won, the general would take his soldiers to make dumplings to celebrate.

　　It's just that…the movements and the finished product aren't as pretty, and the fillings aren't as rich.

　　Sometimes there is no filling at all, and the coarse flour is just randomly kneaded into dumpling shapes as a consolation.

　　What is this tactic?

　　He subconsciously imitated the movements of Mu Yu, but couldn't get it right.

　　The steamed dumpling skin is soft and floppy, like a fat boneless baby, nestling obediently on the steamer paper, swaying as it is moved, biu~biu~

　　Mu Yu held the spoon in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand. He carefully moved it out and used his sharp canine teeth to bite a small hole. The hot soup with a little oil splashed out and quickly formed a pool in the spoon.

　　First suck the juice, then dip it in the vinegar, it is so delicious!

　　When it has cooled down a little and you are not afraid of it being scalding, you can put it directly into your mouth and bite it hard, and your mouth will be filled with delicious soup.

　　Super satisfying.

　　Shi Wuzhi's throat rolled instinctively, and he closed his eyes slightly, absorbing the essence of the offering.

　　Seeing his friend's brows relaxed and obviously enjoying it, Mu Yu felt a sense of accomplishment, but also felt regretful that the other party could not really eat it.

　　The satisfaction brought by chewing is irreplaceable in any way, otherwise Zhang Chang would not be so greedy.

　　If only his soul could leave his body again like he did that time when he hosted a banquet for Zhang Chang, and make a meal with ingredients from the underworld, then Shi Wuzhi would be able to eat it for real.

　　But the problem is, he won't leave his body on his own initiative!

　　We still have to ask the wild Taoist priest, he knows a lot of messy things.

　　Not long after the store opened in the afternoon, Uncle Niu and Hu Qingqing came in one after another, one carrying a bird cage and the other carrying a bag full of fruit.

　　"Brother Xiaomu, this is my thank you gift." Hu Qingqing said breathlessly.

　　These fruits were too heavy and she was very tired.

　　"Your aunt gave me the reward, I can't accept it." Mu Yu shook his head repeatedly.

　　But the girl insisted, "My aunt's is my aunt's, and mine is mine. I bought all of this with my own scholarship."

　　Mu Yu was startled, then smiled, "Okay."

　　I'll make her a fruit smoothie later.

　　Uncle Niu asked curiously, "Why, what did Xiaomu help with again?"

　　The truth is not easy to tell, so Hu Qingqing said vaguely: "He helped me a lot."

　　Uncle Niu didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded, "That's right, Xiaoyu is a kind-hearted child."

　　Several nearby communities are full of old men and women, and most of their children are not around. Mu Yu usually helps them with online shopping, scanning codes, etc.

　　Mu Yu poured them some ice lemon water and looked up to see that the starling had several bald spots on its body. A few patches of pink and white skin were visible among the shiny black fur, which was particularly eye-catching.

　　"what happened?"

　　Do starlings also have alopecia areata?

　　Uncle Niu said unhappily, "You are so capable that you are fighting with others."

　　Domesticated birds generally do not fly around, so bird lovers will occasionally let them release their birds to let them find the feeling of nature in the trees.

　　He was releasing birds with others this morning, but who would have thought that his starling's "rival in love" was also there.

　　But this fool holds a grudge and just goes up to tear the feathers off...

　　"You said to fight, so I fought," Uncle Niu became more and more angry, "and you lost the fight!"

　　The old men and women around laughed at him.

　　Mu Yu: "…"

　　Hu Qingqing: "…"

　　It's really a bit embarrassing.

　　Hearing the owner's disappointment, the starling became more withdrawn. It huddled in the cage with its neck shrunk, sighing long and short times.

　　Mu Yu laughed for a long time.

　　In a blink of an eye, it was already eleven thirty, and the first wave of customers in the store slowly dispersed. Mu Yu was bored and chatted with Shi Wuzhi, "Every time you fought with Mr. Xie, you would always glow with gold. Is that the merit he mentioned?"

　　Shi Wuzhi was about to answer when he heard someone knocking on the door.

　　Mu Yu looked in the direction of the voice and found it was Li Muyang whom he hadn't seen for a few days.

　　I don't know what he was thinking. He didn't come in when he reached the door. His eyes were blank and he banged against the glass door in a daze, "bang", "bang", again and again, which made Mu Yu suck his teeth.

　　"Are you confused because of working overtime?" Mu Yu said with a mixture of laughter and tears. Just as he was about to go over to open the door for him, he was stopped by Shi Wuzhi.

　　"Shadow." Shi Wuzhi said without a doubt.

　　Muyu was startled, stretched his neck to take a look, "Hiss~!"

　　There is no shadow under Li Muyang's feet!