127: C127 Original Immobility

C127 Original Immobility

2Mu Qingqing's face instantly turned gloomy. This was only the surface situation that Xiaoyun saw. In the Mu Family, she could be said to be the poorest person. Even Mu Yichen still had a can of money to spare. She was so poor that she didn't have a single cent.

"Yeah, I need money." Mu Qingqing truly felt that she had messed around very badly. She was clearly the eldest miss of the Mu Family, but she was even the youngest Mu Da Yu. Laundry and cooking, these were supposed to be the tasks of a servant, but she was the one to do them. Mu Xiaoyou, on the other hand, enjoyed the benefits and became the most favoured person in the family.

There were some things that she couldn't bear to consider. Thinking of them in this way, her mood became even gloomier.

"Master, I ask weakly, how much money do you have?" It wasn't that Xiaoyun didn't know about the currency used by humans. On the contrary, she knew about the currency used in the human society. Since ancient times, she knew everything from heavy as iron to light as paper. This was because she had once understood the human society on Earth.

"..."

When Mu Qingqing heard this question, her face darkened. This question was too awkward. Could she tell an alien that she didn't have a dime on her? Most importantly, she was the owner of this high-level alien!

"He really doesn't have a dime?" Xiaoyun retracted the raspberries she was holding with both hands. Could she have a chance to go back on her word? She would go back to the day when she signed the contract with Mu Qingqing and break it!

"No, think about it. I'm not an adult yet, what am I going to use to earn money?" Mu Qingqing tried to defend her innocence. She was still a baby!

"But you are the big miss of Mu Family, in your human society, don't you guys usually have money?" Mu Qingqing stretched out her hand to take two sour and sweet raspberries from Xiaoyun's hand to eat. She found that the wild fruit tasted really good! However, Xiaoyun closed her palm and hid the raspberries in it. The whole alien's attitude towards Mu Qingqing was full of disdain.

"That was just your misconception, how could everyone be the same. If everyone was the same, then this Earth would be meaningless." Mu Qingqing made a gesture to snatch the raspberry from Xiaoyun's hand.

"This won't do, you're so poor, if people from our planet were to find out, they would definitely laugh at me!" Xiaoyun was adamant in not giving it to him!

"When the people of your planet know that hundreds of millions of light years have passed, you don't have to care about such details anymore. Besides, is it my fault I don't have any money? "It's not like you don't know what that person did to me." Mu Qingqing felt a little wronged. After so many years, Su Cuiyun could at most give her a bit of money when she was buying vegetables. There was no need to spend pocket money at all. However, there was one thing she knew. Mu Anren must have prepared her pocket money. The money that he didn't get was either swallowed by Su Cuiyun, or fell into Mu Xiaoyou's hands.

The last time she went to the market to buy vegetables, although Mu Xiaoyou had taken out the money, Mu Qingqing had no intention of returning it. After all, all of the money that Mu Xiaoyou had now was given to her by Su Cuiyun.

"Ugh …" That's true. " Xiaoyun slowly opened her palms. She had finally thought it through. That's right, Mu Qingqing's poverty was all caused by Su Cuiyun, and the culprit was her stepmother.

"Then Master, do you need me to do something?" Although she couldn't satisfy all of Mu Qingqing's wishes like the legendary Aladdin Divine Lamp, it was still easy to get some money out of her.

"What can you do?" Mu Qingqing herself had no way to get out of poverty, so what could Xiaoyun do to help her? Making money?

"I know that your human society really likes to auction things that are very old, and the older they are, the more valuable they are." Xiaoyun spread out her palms and handed all the raspberries in her hands to Mu Qingqing.

"Hmm, what are you planning to do?" Mu Qingqing nodded. Xiaoyun was referring to some cultural relics that had been excavated. Antiques were valuable objects that had become more valuable the older they grew. Furthermore, they also had a collection value.

"I know where to look for it!" At this point, Xiaoyun's eyes lit up. Within her spaceship, there was still a map of the past few thousand years, and it was very clear and complete, one that no human society would be able to obtain.

"You … You want to dig out their ancestor's grave? " Mu Qingqing gulped down the raspberry in her mouth, almost choking on it.

"It's archaeology! "How about archaeology!" Xiaoyun jumped to her feet in protest, her blue eyes blazing. She wanted to make Mu Qingqing the richest master!

"That's an elegant way of putting it. Inelegant way of putting it, it's called digging up the ancestral tombs." Mu Qingqing pouted. She was right! It could be a little more refined, called a tomb robber!

"Dig …" So what if you dig the ancestral tombs? You just have to make yourself rich. Besides, it's not against the law. " Xiaoyun crossed her hands over her flat chest and rolled her eyes at Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing found it a little funny. Xiaoyun was acting so nice for her sake, so why was she so cute?

"Then can you get your identity settled? Even if it's an item for auction, there must be resources and a channel for trading. When we register our information, what do you plan to do? " Mu Qingqing realistically pointed out the flaws in this method. She wasn't even 18 years old yet. If she went out to discuss auctioning items, she was afraid that she would be conned by the complex humans!

"I... Can't I pretend to be human? The old lady I acted as was very successful! " Xiaoyun retorted, unconvinced.

"Do you know that if I really become the richest man in the world, then even Public Security will have to register my identity, not to mention you?" Mu Qingqing's words were like a baton to the head. Xiaoyun lowered her head, feeling that her idea was terrible.

"However... "You don't have to be too discouraged. I know a place where we can earn money." Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows. If it wasn't for Xiaoyun's idea, she really wouldn't have been able to think of a way to deflect the sword.

"I'll tell you once we get to the Zhaoxi City." Mu Qingqing patted Xiaoyun's bald head and smiled confidently.

"Where is it?" Xiaoyun rolled her eyes. She didn't expect Mu Qingqing to be able to make money at her age. Digging coal? Moving bricks? Washing the dishes?

"..."

The next day, Mu Xiaoyou handed her work to Housekeeper Chen at eight in the morning, while Mu Qingqing's room door didn't open until eleven in the afternoon.

"What the hell is this Mu Qingqing doing …" Mu Xiaoyou muttered to herself. Inwardly, she couldn't help but feel curious about Mu Qingqing's carefree attitude. Didn't she like to perform in front of her grandfather? Why was there no reaction at all when it was already eleven o'clock?

Mu Xiaoyou nervously scratched her palm. She knew that Mu Qingqing had been unhappy with her grandfather a few days ago, but she wasn't sure about his attitude towards her. It was definitely abnormal.

"Sis, can I see your work?" Mu Yichen had been very concerned about Mu Qingqing these two days and was worried that her body might be abnormal.

"I didn't move." Mu Qingqing sipped a cup of osmanthus tea calmly and calmly. She pointed at the wood on the table. There was a trace of indifference in the corners of her eyes.

Mu Yichen's gaze shifted to the table. The rosewood that emitted a dim light was indeed untouched.

"Sis, if you don't do this, wouldn't grandpa be angry?" Mu Yichen played with the piece of rosewood, while his eyes revealed confusion. "The events of the past few days …"

"Go play the game properly, grandpa has a net here, take this opportunity and do whatever you want." Mu Qingqing was referring to the writing of the game. Mu Yichen had been studying his game these days. Right now, he only cared about her and it was just a waste of his time.

"I can do this any time. Sister, you still have to cherish your body. " Mu Yichen's tone was warm as he cared about this sister who was always worried about him.

"I'm going to the living room. Go back to your room." Mu Qingqing had also drunk enough tea and slept soundly. At this moment, she took the rosewood from Mu Yichen's hands and hurried towards the living room to hand in the mission.

"I'll accompany you along the way. It's time to eat, too. I'm going over there for dinner." Mu Yichen was afraid that Mu Qingqing would kick him out again, so he quickly found an excuse.

Mu Qingqing gave up on her stubbornness and left him alone.

Mu Qingqing walked into the living room and crossed the threshold made of old wood. Her gaze fell on the rosewood on Old Master Mu's left. It was Mu Xiaoyou's work — the pen holder.

Mu Xiaoyou was quite smart. Her work was simple and crude, but it also showed the beauty of a rosewood carving.

After some thought, Mu Qingqing realized that this was Su Cuiyun's handiwork. How could Mu Xiaoyou, a girl who had never even touched a blade, think of doing something in such a short amount of time?

Old Master Mu looked at the rosewood in Mu Qingqing's hand with a dignified gaze. He was filled with joy as he thought that Mu Qingqing's work this time was definitely better than the last one. However, when he looked left and right, he couldn't see what Mu Qingqing was doing.

"How come your wood hasn't been touched at all?" Old Master Mu was getting older, but he wasn't at the point where he was dizzy. If he didn't even move his eyes, then it meant that he really didn't.

"He didn't move." Mu Qingqing put the piece of rosewood on the tea table to the right of Old Master Mu. She sensibly retreated to the side and found a place to sit.

Old Master Mu's gaze immediately turned tense. Why didn't she move?

"I'm sorry, grandpa. My hand was injured after I put the Golden Silk Sauna Wood together. You want me to remember the wood? It's fine to do it by hand …" Mu Qingqing paused for a moment and revealed her five claws. They were full of deep and shallow scars that were still scarred. She calmly continued, "Grandfather, look at my hand. Can I still do manual work?"

Old Master Mu was speechless. He was the head of the family, so it was impossible for him to apologize. However, he couldn't allow Mu Qingqing to do whatever she wanted with the injuries in her hand. She didn't even put him, an elder, in her eyes.

"It's just that, Grandpa, you're holding a piece of rosewood this time, I look at this piece of wood and feel that its hardness and veined patterns are all high quality. Grandpa, are you really willing to let me test this?"

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