In a short while, Zhouzhou came out. Her shiny bald head was plastered with fortune charms, three copper coins hung around her neck, a gourd tucked at one side of her waist, and a large pixiu ornament, carved by herself, hung on the other side. It was ugly beyond description, but its only redeeming quality was its size.,Seeing her outfit, Li Yuanming twitched the corner of his mouth, "Zuo Zuo, you were born to be poor, you have no luck with money, give up, don't think about it anymore.",Zuo Zuo lowered her head, curiously looking at the statue in her hands, and asked strangely, "Master, what did you make this ancestor statue for me And where is the golden light on the ancestor"。