C609 Disorderly as Hemp 4(2)

"How many girls..."

With the intention of earning more extra income, the shop owner looked at Shui Yun'er's fair palm - or more specifically, the pieces of silver inside - and rubbed his hands as he asked:

"What else do you want to know?"

He calculated the amount of money he had just received from the Xue Qilin and Shui Yun'er respectively. It was probably one or two taels of silver