And their outlook, having taken her back, was already nearly bankrupt after only a year.,In a short while, Zuo Zuo came out. Her shiny scalp was plastered with fortune-telling charms, and around her neck hung three copper coins. On one hip she wore a gourd, and on the other, a large Pixiu sculpture, carved by herself. It was ugly, to be sure, but its only redeeming quality was its size.,Seeing her outfit, Li Yuanming twitched the corner of his mouth, “Chu Chu, you’re born unlucky with money, destined to be poor. Give up, don’t even think about it.”。