Chapter 22
The Rough Hunter s Little Lucky Wife
âYoung master Fang will give you the silver.â
âThatâs even better. You may not know this, but if he buys my soybean sprouts, Iâll give him a plate for free. If heâs generous enough to buy them, Iâll give him ten silver for a plate. After all, everything comes with a price. Why donât you go and ask him if heâs willing to pay for it?â
The only one who could talk about ripping people off with such confidence was probably Yue Jiaojiao.
The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Zhan for help, hoping that he would say a few good words to subdue his wife. After all, no matter how much he doted on his wife, there should be a limit, right? He couldnât just let his wife mess around outside and make enemies for him, could he?
Sensing the shopkeeperâs gaze, Zhao Zhan was puzzled. âWhatâs wrong? Just do as she says. My wife will not be wrong.â
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Yue Jiaojiao couldnât help but laugh. âGo and ask the money from him. You can only give him the food after he gives you the money.â
Zhao Zhan nodded in agreement.
Manager Li was speechless and couldnât understand the duo.
Wangshan Town was a small place. In the past two years, two new inns had been opened, and his business plummeted.
Money could boost oneâs courage, and reluctance could stimulate oneâs courage.
The manager had Zhao Zhan stir-fry it for him as he walked out to look for Fang Tianli. âYoung Master Fang, the two guests easily agreed. They knew that you wanted to eat and made extra. However, they said that the food was expensive and they spent a lot of effort to prepareâ¦â
Manager Li racked his brain to think of a way to make the dishes sound more expensive.
âThereâs a dish that I canât afford to eat in this lousy town?â Young Master Fang smacked the purse in his arms on the table. âTell them to cook it well. We have plenty of money.â
The shopkeeperâs face was full of hesitation. He carefully said, âYoung Master Fang, you may need to pay in silver first. Ten silver, in fact.â
âAs expected of the bumpkins of the village, they have eyes for money.â Fang Tianliuâs face was full of mockery. He took out one silver from his purse and threw it on the table. âTake it and give it to them.â
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âAh!â
Manager Liâs footsteps became much lighter as he held the silver.
Who would have thought that there were really people in this world who were fools?
Yue Jiaojiao took the silver and asked Zhao Zhan to keep it. Then, she gave a plate of stir-fried pork with soybean sprouts to Manager Li and asked him to serve it.
When Manager Li smelled the aromatic dishes, he felt a little hungry again.
The streaky pork slices were cut very thin, and the oil in the pot had a slightly burnt yellow surface. Mixed with the golden and refreshing color of the yellow bean sprouts, an indescribable fragrance drilled straight into his nose.
In the cave, the food made by Zhao Zhan using the crock pot was already delicious enough. Now that he had a kitchen with all the utensils, it was even more amazing!
Having gotten used to the food he made, Yue Jiaojiao felt that it was nothing special even after taking a bite of the innâs food.
As soon as Manager Li entered the hall, Fang Tianliuâs nose twitched in excitement.
He was a glutton to begin with. He went to Willow Village today because he had heard that there was a newly opened eatery in this town that used wild boar meat from the mountains.
He didnât expect to be deceived the moment he ate it. That was why he smashed the shop to bits and came to the Rising Cloud Inn for a nightâs stay.
Now that the aroma filled the room, Fang Tianliu could feel his stomach rumbling with hunger. âWhy are you so slow? Quickly bring them over right now!â