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Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Chapter 132 Where Is My New Year’s Money?

Tie Zhu was at home counting his belongings when he heard an urgent knocking at the door. He hurried to open it.

When he saw Qin Ye standing at the doorway with a gloomy face, he jumped in fright.

"Qin Ye, what’s wrong with you? Who has upset you?"

Just yesterday, he saw him smiling without even opening his eyes, but today his mood seemed pretty lousy.

"Lend me twenty yuan."

Qin Ye asked to borrow money as soon as he opened his mouth, which baffled Tie Zhu. Then a sudden flash of insight came to him: "You didn’t lose your money, did you?"

Qin Ye...

There was no need for such an accurate guess.

Tie Zhu had been observing his complexion and knew from his dramatically changed demeanor that his guess was correct.

He couldn’t help but raise his right hand to his forehead.

Oh God, he thought this guy’s streak of bad luck had ended, but it seemed it was still lingering.

"Okay, come in, and I’ll get you the money."

Who carries that much cash on them anyway?

Qin Ye entered the yard.

Tie Zhu immediately went back inside the house, counted a few notes, and came back out.

"Here’s 50 yuan. Take it and you can pay me back later!"

However, Qin Ye didn’t take that much and directly took two ten-yuan notes, "This is enough."

He wasn’t buying anything, so there was no need to owe so much money.

Seeing this, Tie Zhu didn’t insist further.

"It’s almost noon. Why don’t you stay for a meal before you go?"

"No need," Qin Ye responded with those two words before turning around and walking away.

Watching him leave, Tianzhu couldn’t help but shout, "Qin Ye, you really should spend more time with your sister-in-law in the future."

Look at that, with his sister-in-law around, Qin Ye seemed not to have any unlucky incidents.

And now, as soon as he left, he started losing money in strange ways again.

Qin Ye didn’t pay attention to him and rode away on his bicycle, heading back to the post office...

Rong Yan had no idea what was happening on this side, nor was she aware that Xu Ke had left.

She was currently watching Qin Yu slaughter a chicken.

"Can you handle it? If not, I’ll do it."

Qin Yu...

Could a boy say he couldn’t do it?

Of course not.

He stiffened his neck and replied, "Of course I can. It’s not like I’ve never slaughtered before."

Hearing this response, Rong Yan couldn’t help but laugh softly.

This kid was really amusing, making it seem like he had slaughtered a lot of chickens.

But Qin Yu did efficiently finish off the chicken in his hands, and then he submerged it in hot water to pluck the feathers...

By the time Madam Rong came back from outside, the chicken in the basin had been cleaned very neatly. She couldn’t help but compliment her daughter:

"The chicken you slaughtered today is really good, very clean."

Rong Yan...

"Mom, don’t put the credit on my head. It was Yu who killed the chicken. He plucked the feathers and cleaned it, too." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Madam Rong...

She was really speechless. Could her daughter act her age? How old was she, letting a child slaughter a chicken? What if he cut his hand?

Seeing her mother’s expression, Rong Yan quickly said,

"Mom, stop glaring at me. He turned thirteen tomorrow; he’ll be a young man. He needs to take on more work. Slaughtering a chicken is nothing. If there’s a chance next time, he could even handle slaughtering a pig."

Qin Yu...

He felt like he had been praised by his sister-in-law, yet it also didn’t feel quite like it.

So it seemed... his lack of education was really a drawback; he couldn’t even understand what was being said.

Madam Rong felt that if it weren’t for New Year’s Eve, she’d want to thump her darling daughter. What kind of nonsense was she talking?

She had no desire to deal with this smooth-talker.

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