The middle-aged man gave a dry howl and immediately frightened Su Chan and the little foxes.

Several little fox spirits looked at each other, and Ling Yue couldn't help drinking: "you, do you know that these tea leaves are the best tea leaves? Ordinary people can't drink them at all, and they can't see such a good tea art as our boss's wife!"

The middle-aged man wanted to cry and howled, "that's too expensive!"

Su Chan originally wanted to receive a symbolic 100 yuan. It was auspicious to open, but she never thought that the other party mistook it for 10000!

Su Chan quickly waved her hand and said, "no, no, not 10000."

The middle-aged man trembled and said in a earthy trembling voice, "is it difficult, is it 100000?"

Ling Yue and other little foxes didn't know how powerful they were. They were very happy when they saw that the man raised the price higher and higher. They secretly said: the more we earn, the more we share!

For fear that the world will not be disordered, the little foxes fanned the Yin wind and lit the ghost fire one after another and said, "it's normal to drink 100000. We can't drink such immortal tea in the teahouse at the end of the day, but we can't drink it without fate!"

The middle-aged man looked at this and that. He finally understood something. Dare you feel that he really went into a black shop?

He quickly touched his wallet, took out a stack of banknotes from it and said in a trembling voice, "here's all my money. Let me go, aunts and grandmothers?"

As soon as the middle-aged man put the money on the table, he was grabbed by the little foxes and counted the money with a smile.

Su Chan felt something wrong in her heart. She quickly grabbed the money, put it on the table and said, "no, no, it's not the money. Don't take it."

The little foxes were wrong. They quickly put the money on the table and said loudly, "yes, not so much money!"

The middle-aged man was full of tears. He took out all his money again and choked: "beauty, I have so much. I don't have any more."

The little foxes craned their necks and looked at the pool of money on the table. There were zero and whole. They didn't know how much money. Anyway, they were dazzled by the colorful flowers.

Seeing that their attention had shifted, the middle-aged man quickly turned around and ran downstairs.

Seeing this, Su Chan hurriedly chased down and said loudly, "Hey, you don't need so much money!"

It was easy for the middle-aged man to escape from the witch cave. He didn't believe it and ran out without looking back.

Seeing that he rushed to the street quickly, Su Chan couldn't go to the street to pull the man back, so she shouted, "you haven't finished your tea yet!"

The middle-aged man suddenly stumbled and nearly fell. He shouted with grief and anger: "don't drink! Can't afford to drink!"

His dry howl immediately attracted passers-by to look at them. Su Chan saw people pointing at her, and she hurried back to the teahouse.

After returning to the teahouse, Su Chan looked at the happy little foxes counting money. She always felt strange in her heart. She couldn't help saying, "did we do something wrong? How do I feel like there's something wrong?"