Not only the stall owner, but everyone present was not optimistic about Mu Zhiqing.
It's the third year, and no one in the entire imperial city can answer it. How could such a young girl be able to answer it
"Do you have paper and pen?" Mu Zhiqing asked.
The stall owner took out a pen and paper and handed it to Mu Zhiqing, who took it and started writing on it.
"This Mu Zhiqing really doesn't shed tears until she sees the coffin. She's quite pretending."
Jiang Mengxiang looked at Mu Zhiqing pretending to be calm, her eyes full of sarcasm.
This woman was just relying on her good luck from beginning to end, with the help of Gu Zening, the Sixth Prince, and the others. She was nothing at all just relying on herself!
"Let her pretend, she won't be able to pretend for long anyway."
Luo Xiyao sneered and watched the show calmly. She was already thinking about what she should buy after earning two million taels with such skill...
Mu Zhiqing finished writing it quickly, and she slowly handed the note to the stall owner, her bright eyes shining with confidence.
"Stall owner, please take a look, is my answer correct?"
The stall owner took the note nonchalantly, treating the matter as a farce, but he didn't mind cooperating with a farce that was so expensive.
However, when he read the contents of the note clearly, his careless expression suddenly disappeared...
His eyes were fixed on the content on the note, and even the hand holding the note began to tremble slightly.
Luo Xiyao was waiting to see Mu Zhiqing's jokes, and even the words she wanted to say were piled up in her throat, and she would blurt them out at any time.
However, the change in the stall owner's expression was not ignored by her. When she found that the stall owner, who had always been indifferent to anything, showed an expression he had never seen before, her heart couldn't help but beat...
It's impossible...
Everyone's eyes fell on the stall owner. His change was naturally noticed by everyone, and an incredible suspicion quietly spread in everyone's minds.
"Is this girl really getting the answer right?"
"I have never seen a stall owner show such an expression. There must be something wrong..."
Of all the people, Mu Zhiqing was the most indifferent. She looked at the stall owner quietly, waiting for an answer.
Suddenly, Mu Zhiqing's hand was grabbed.
The stall owner was so excited that he directly grabbed Mu Zhiqing's wrist. His eyes were more serious than ever. The previous laziness and decadence seemed to have completely dissipated, and he was full of hope and nervousness.
"Stall owner, what are you doing?"
Seeing the stall owner suddenly losing his temper, Gu Zening and the other two people came over and stood behind Mu Zhiqing.
"Hurry up and let go of my little junior sister's hand. It's broad daylight and the world is bright..."
Only then did the stall owner notice his gaffe and retracted his hand apologetically, "Sorry, I didn't mean to do it."
"It doesn't matter."
Mu Zhiqing smiled slightly, obviously not taking it to heart.
"Stall owner, I wonder if my answer is correct?"
At this moment, even if the stall owner has not answered yet, just from the previous reaction, everyone can guess that the answer is probably correct, otherwise the stall owner would not be so excited.
"Yes!" The stall owner nodded, "Your answer is right."
Nangong Xi and Lu Qianxun looked at each other, their eyebrows filled with wonder.
"Zhiqing actually got the answer right. We have tried so many times before, but never got it right..."