C16 Where Did This Thing Come from

Ye Zichen immediately threw out the Tiger Tally in his pocket, then threw it with a flick of his wrist. The Tiger Tally, which was the size of a palm, formed a parabola in the air as it whirled towards Mo Beichen in a gorgeous manner.

Her slender fingers grabbed a bit, and the dark golden Tiger Tally landed steadily in Mo Beichen's hands.

Mo Beichen looked around and kept it.

Seeing that the man had put away his killing intent, Su Yueru bit her chopsticks and reached out her trembling hand.

"Hey, uncle, I will give you the real Tiger Tally. Ten thousand taels of silver, not a cent less."

Mo Beichen sneered. Look at how promising you are.

While muttering in his heart, he took out a note with a red stamp of ten thousand taels of silver from his sleeve. With the corner of his eye, he glanced at the woman who was obviously moved, yet still pretended to be indifferent.

"I can give it to you, but you have to tell me first, how did you get it?"

Su Yueru paused as she held onto the pickled fish.

Ye Zichen looked up at Mo Beichen.

"Are you not going to give me the 10,000 silver if I don't answer this question?"

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows and flicked the banknote with his finger. It was obvious what he meant.

Su Yueru put down her chopsticks in dissatisfaction.

"Uncle, is this how you do business?" "How unkind!"

So, she was willing to give up these ten thousand taels of silver than to tell him the origins of this fake Tiger Tally?

"I can tell you, but you have to tell me how you knew that the Tiger Tally was fake."

How could it be seen through in a single night?

Did she reveal a flaw?

Mo Beichen still had the same icy face. He took out the fake Tiger Tally and put it in the same place as the real one.

"In terms of craftsmanship, it is indeed exquisite. Even the fine lines at the corners are drawn very carefully. Even with the friction that accumulates over the years, the dirt and grease on the surface are enough to fake the real thing. However, the fake is fake. I took this item for 12 years."

The corner of Su Yueru's mouth curled up slightly. That was because her culinary skills were not for show.

But even so, it was still seen through.

Mo Beichen said again.

"If it was anyone else, they would definitely not have been able to tell the difference between the two."

Yo, he didn't forget to praise himself at the same time he insulted others.

Su Yueru couldn't help but roll her eyes.

He reached out to take back the fake Tiger Tally, but Mo Beichen was holding onto it so tightly that he couldn't pull it away.

"Let go, I've really given it all to you. Why haven't you left me a memento?"

"Remembrance? "Humph!"

Mo Beichen snorted. He can let this kind of thing fall out?

If he was not careful, then his entire Daqi would suffer too!

He retracted his finger, and the fake Tiger Tally was held in his hand. It seemed as if he slightly rubbed his fingers, only to see some ash white powder slowly sprinkling from his hand. When he opened his hand, other than some ash white powder, there was nothing else.

This was the sound of a person disappearing with his bare hands.

"Can you tell me where this thing came from now?"

If she didn't say it, would the next victim be her head!

Su Yueru subconsciously touched her neck and suddenly had the illusion that she was sending herself into a tiger's den.

But in the end, he didn't tell her how he saw through it. The answer was too official, a bad evaluation!

"Even if you break it, you will still lose money."

No matter what, it was a result of her painstaking efforts. She had to wait two nights before being able to prevent it.

"You know, to imitate a Tiger Tally, This King can definitely catch you."

"I don't want to waste words with you. Give me the silver, and we won't owe each other anything."

"Pah!" Su Yueru slammed the chopsticks in her hand onto the table. This guy sure has a lot of bullsh * t.

Isn't it just a matter of paying with one hand and handing over the goods with the other?

"This King is not joking with you. Do you know the consequences if the Fake Tiger Tally were to fall out?"

If someone was willing to use this tiger talisman to move the troops and horses of Daqi, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Su Yueru remained silent for a moment before she said.

"I can tell you, but you have to promise not to let a third person know."

Mo Beichen raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.

He had never spoken of conditions.

Su Yueru frowned. She didn't want to use her little life to joke around. Since he didn't sincerely cooperate, then at most, she would give up on the ten thousand taels of silver.

When that time came, he might even be able to coax the old lady.

He got up, straightened his dress, and left without saying goodbye.

Mo Beichen frowned. This ugly bastard actually wanted to put on an act.

"How many do you have left?"

How many more what?

Do you think that you can make a few pastries out of a pot?

"Just this one piece has already been crushed into pieces by you. Rest assured, there won't be a third piece appearing, and it definitely won't have any effect on the dispatch of troops."

"How can This King believe you?"

"Do you believe me or not? If you don't, then even if I were to kill myself here, you wouldn't believe me!"

Su Yueru was not a good person to begin with. Not to mention being called an ugly freak by Mo Beichen a few times, she had endured it even if she told others that she was extremely ugly. She even questioned her a few times, so what was there to worry about?

Just for that mere ten thousand taels?

I can't take it anymore!

Seeing that Su Yueru seemed to be really angry, her originally unattractive face turned slightly red from anger.

The way he turned around and left caused Mo Beichen to be slightly stunned. No one had dared to throw his face. As for this woman, not only did she shake his head a few times, she even dared to call him 'uncle'?

Does This King look that old?

"Stop, you don't want the silver?"

If, Su Yueru stopped and turned to look at Mo Beichen distrustfully.

However, he only saw that person pull out another silver note from his sleeve with a red stamp on it. It was worth 10,000 taels of silver each!

"This ten thousand taels can be considered as the compensation for your fake Tiger Tally."

Su Yueru raised her brows. What was this old fox planning?

Without turning around, he walked towards the table and took the twenty thousand taels of silver from Mo Beichen.

Who knew that the person's two fingers didn't seem to be using much force to hold the silver, but Su Yueru couldn't pull it away no matter what.

Besides, the silver notes were just paper. If they were torn apart, who would win?

"Hey, did you do it on purpose?"

"Tell me, whose hand did the fake Tiger Tally come from? Not only can you take the twenty thousand silver notes, This King can also give you another ten thousand silver. "

Uncle, you've suddenly become so generous, will I not suspect what you're up to?

Su Yueru thought for a moment. If her front feet said it, then he would chop off his own hand, just in case she was making a fake Tiger Tally.

His heart skipped a beat. With just a thought, he had pushed himself into this difficult situation.

Ye Zichen rolled his eyes and twitched his mouth, revealing a wronged expression. However, in Mo Beichen's eyes, that expression couldn't be compared to 'wronged'.

"It's like this. I know an expert, but he doesn't have any other hobbies. He just likes to imitate some difficult gadgets. However, you also said that the fake is fake, so it can't be real."

"Bring This King to meet the expert you spoke of."

His fingers stroked the Tiger Tally in his palm. This was his goal.

With such high-end imitation skills, this person might be able to be of use in the future.