"What Master said is true?"

Han Molin suddenly felt that it was not good, and Lin Zhanqing's smirk must be nothing good.

But Han Molin could not be afraid of Lin Zhanqing and said loudly:

"Of course, Master, I keep my word. The so-called gentleman's words are as good as possible."

Lin Zhanqing immediately said anxiously:

"This is what the master said himself, share half of the money!"

When Han Molin heard about asking for money, he immediately became anxious! He said:

"What money? Where can I get money?"

Lin Zhanqing said unyieldingly:

"A table is at least ten people, and there are only four of us in Liuyun Mountain. There are six seats left, one seat, fifty taels of silver! Master, you are so dark! I want to divide a person with thirty taels!"

Han Molin cursed angrily:

"Lin Zhanqing! You guys are crazy about money! There are only fifty taels in total! Why do you have to divide thirty taels?"

Han Molin had just said this, and immediately realized that he had said something wrong. He quickly covered his mouth with his hands and said:

"I was dizzy just now, and I was talking nonsense. I must be dizzy."

Dongfang Wan and Ping Ziyan, who were beside him, had wanted to laugh for a long time, but because they were not a disciple of Heyuantang, they really didn't dare to laugh, so they kept holding it up.

However, Han Molin's sentence was really powerful, Dongfang Wan and Ping Ziyan couldn't help it. They burst out and laughed loudly.

Han Molin was very embarrassed at this time, but Dongfang Wan and Ping Ziyan were not his apprentices. Han Molin really couldn't say anything, so he could only speak without saying a word and pretend to be calm.

Lin Zhanqing obviously did not want to let Han Molin go as his master, and said:

"Master! Master! The master's wife gives you little pocket money! How can you make money secretly? Or the bad money you earn from your disciples!"

Han Molin was also a little impatient and said:

"Boy Lin, what are you talking nonsense! When did your master's wife give me pocket money?"

Lin Zhanqing did not show any weakness and said:

"The master's wife gave the master a full pocket money of 100 taels in a month, which is not the extra money needed. The master is not satisfied yet, and he actually has to make this black money!"

Han Molin completely quit now and said:

"What a bullshit! It sounds nice! That one hundred and ten thousand yuan is all counted! I can't even have a single tael of silver at my free disposal! I have to think about whether it meets the standards when I meet an acquaintance to treat me to a meal! If I didn't get some extra money and subsidies, I wouldn't be able to live this life, Master!"
Chapter completed!