"Hey, my two guests, would you like to stay overnight or stay in the hotel?"
Mu Lin saw Zhong Lijian politely bowed his hands and said, "I am passing by here with my younger brother and will stay in this city for a few days. I would like to trouble you to open a room for my brother and me and bring some breakfast."
Younger brother, no wonder you changed her into men's clothes and styled her hair into a pigtail. Mu Lin played with the long hair that was hanging down.
"Okay, sir, please go upstairs!"
The waiter led the two of them upstairs with a tactful look, quickly brought them some porridge and side dishes, and then politely left.
Mu Lin sat on the bed, swinging his legs, and asked in confusion: "Why do you only need one room?" Mu Lin was not happy about having to share a bed with this guy again at night.
Zhongli Jian spread his hands helplessly, "There is not enough money, so I have to save money."
"Is that so... Then can we get the silver?"
"The world is bustling with people, all for profit; the world is bustling with people, all for profit. Only when you have profit in your hands can you attract people to flock to you."
"Is your interest money?"
Zhongli Jian shook his head. "Not always, but most people are like this. And some things cannot be achieved with money, such as the desire of a chronically ill person for health, the desire of a foolish and deceived person for wisdom, and so on. It varies from person to person, and they can all be the benefits that people want to obtain."
Mu Lin seemed to understand, "Then Zhongli Jian, what do you want?"
"You are the owner of the building, so you should not be short of money. You can do most things that can be done with money, right? Do you want freedom?" Mu Lin said to herself. She understood things very quickly and could even draw inferences from one example.
Zhongli Jian looked at her and said calmly, "Health."
This was the first time Mu Lin saw him being serious and speaking seriously. She nodded subconsciously to show that she understood, and then she said, "Let's have breakfast."
Zhongli Jian seemed to be silent for a moment, then he pulled her to the basin and said, "Wash your hands first."
"oh."
"Remember to wash your hands before eating next time."
"knew."
"Don't touch food without washing your hands!"
"I know! You're more nagging than my dad..."
"Your father and his family should be at a nearby inn. Do you want to go take a look? But you can only watch from a distance. There may be people from the White Jade Tower watching them."
"No, that's not my daddy, it's meaningless."
"What does this mean?"
"I was knocked unconscious and kidnapped by the river, and then I saw you. I don't know anything else." Mu Lin spread his hands like Zhong Lijian usually did.
"...Where are your biological parents? I'll take you to find them?"
After Zhongli Jian said this, he inadvertently caught the sadness that suddenly flashed across Mu Lin's eyes. Only then did he understand that pain had always been like a leech attached to the little girl's body.
This was the deep pain that only comes with a family tragedy, enough to drive a person into the abyss. She had been living under the shadow and could not get rid of it.
Zhongli Jian said nothing and did nothing. Pale consolation was meaningless, and what right did he have to pity others when he was about to die? So he just pretended to be natural and had a good time eating and bickering with the little girl.
After dinner, Mu Lin took out a golden pearl and placed it on the table. "Can this be exchanged for silver?"
Zhongli Jian recognized the origin of the golden bead and said faintly, "It looks so familiar. Is it from my room?"
"Well, when I left, I thought it was a night-shining pearl so I took it with me. But it turns out it can't glow in the dark. It's useless."
Useless? Such a priceless treasure was evaluated in this way. The little girl really didn't know the value of it!
Zhongli Jian could not help but retort: "This is the best pearl, rarely seen in a century! It is enough to buy ten inns like this!"
"Is it so precious?" Mu Lin poked the golden bead with his white and tender fingers, thinking, "Oh, Zhongli, I have an idea! Feed the river clams with gold powder, maybe we can get it in a few years!"