"Go and go, don't make trouble here if you don't buy it. It's really enough. People have all these days, and they all regard themselves as masters. This place is not the place where you beggars should come. Get out of here." The waiter was anxious to pick up the picture album and flatter Mr. Liu. He glanced at Wuxie, a boy with a dirty appearance and dirty clothes, suddenly lost his good face.

The black cat, who was leaning on Jun Wuxie's shoulder, heard what the waiter said, almost rushing over and bit off the waiter's neck. Fortunately, Jun Wuxie comforted him.

Jun Wuxie ignored the waiter's sarcasm and just continued to select the album next to him from the shelf.

The waiter was busy making money and had no interest in paying attention to such a poor boy, so he brought a few picture albums to the front of Mr. Liu.

Jun Wuxie found some picture albums from those shelves and placed what she needed one by one on the empty shelves. Some wealthy people in the shop sneered in disdain with Wuxie's actions.

"I am another poor daydreaming person. Such garbage should be honest in that kind of pigpen. With her virtue, do you have the money to buy a house? I'm afraid she can't afford the cheapest yard here." Some people spoke viciously.

"I have seen many such people. I have come to Qingfeng City all the way, and the most common ones are these poor people. They know that they can ask others for it all day long. It's really no different from beggars."

"Don't struggle with garbage like me. Stay outside and let those monsters eat it, and save you from cheating here."

The rich people who spent money to enter Qingfeng City held a lot of grudges against the elderly, weak and weak women and children who could enter the city without spending a penny. They also spent a lot of money to enter the city, but those poor and poor refugees who had no ability actually had no money to enter Qingfeng City without spending anything, which made them very dissatisfied.

However, this is the rule set by the lord of Qingfeng City. No matter how much they are dissatisfied, they dare not really say anything. They only dare to step on those poor refugees who are even worse than them.

They didn't understand what the lord of Qingfeng City thought. What else could it do to put such waste into the city besides increasing the burden on Qingfeng City?

Jun Wuxie seemed to ignore the ridicule of those people. She flipped through several shelves and found a large stack of picture albums. Then she picked up the picture albums she selected and walked towards the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper in the shop was thinking about how much money he could make today. Those houses were valuable, but he could also get a part of the commission for sale because of his sale.

Just as the shopkeeper who was calculating how much money he had to earn money suddenly heard a clamor. The sunlight in front of him was replaced by a black shadow. He immediately raised his head, but dozens of picture albums were piled up on the table in front of him. The picture albums were all very large-scale courtyards!

At this glance, the shopkeeper was delighted, with a full flattering smile on his face. He was preparing for a rich man to take advantage of his grandfather, but when he was at the table, he was just a petite and dirty-clad boy, the smile on his face instantly disappeared, and a layer of dark clouds were immediately attached.

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Chapter completed!