Chapter 64: Do You Want Chicken?
However, why does Boss Tang, who is clearly a businessman, dislike the other person so much? Did that aunt do something even worse before I arrived?
While wondering about this, Boss Tang opened the game console that had been set aside and began checking it. Then he muttered again:
“This aunt doesn’t understand anything! Master’s Sword is the best! And she calls it electronic trash… Hmph, with a mother like that, no wonder General Wu has only been promoted after so many years…”
Huai Yu curiously looked at the game console that Boss Tang was putting back into its box and couldn’t help but feel a bit eager:
If Boss Tang, with his smooth and sociable personality, is this angry, how fun must this game be?
But thinking about the fact that she hasn’t even wired a single power line yet, she had to let the thought go.
Looking at her wristband, she cheerfully said, “Thank you so much, Boss! Really, thank you for not exposing me! Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made so much.”
She wrinkled her nose. “I originally wanted to sell it to you and was going to ask if 60 points would work…”
Upon hearing this, Boss Tang instantly burst out laughing. “You little rascal, usually looking so obedient, but you’re quite shrewd when it matters—well done!”
“I’ll tell you, General Wu’s mom loves when people flatter her like a noblewoman. If you sell things cheap, she’ll belittle it and haggle with you.”
“If you sell it at a high price, she’ll think it’s just the attitude towards luxury goods, and a few sarcastic remarks are enough.”
“Xiao Yu, well done!”
He carefully put the game console back, then looked at the two black fish with enthusiasm. “How much are these fish? 120?”
Huai Yu giggled. “60! 60 is fine!”
They exchanged a look and both felt their relationship had become closer. Boss Tang waved his hand grandly.
“I can’t take advantage of you. If I sell this, I’ll definitely need to return a favor with 120 points. How about this, a middle ground—80 points per pound, how does that sound?”
He could get these fish himself, but with a mutation value of 11—well, that practically requires a favor and a price in the three-digit range.
But Xiao Yu isn’t just anyone anymore! With this price, he was more daring and decided to take a little advantage.
While saying this, he pulled out a net and skillfully scooped up the two fish.
Weighing them: “Oh, these are quite big! Together they weigh 10.3 pounds… Let’s call it 11 pounds to round it off.”
He then handed over the wristband.
With a “beep,” Huai Yu couldn’t help but smile broadly. She was rich! Really rich!
4.3 pounds of pine pollen, 516 points!
10.3 pounds of fish, 880 points!
Total: 1,396 points!
Yay! Now, she won’t have to sell bean sprouts for a long time!
Huai Yu joyfully left Huaxia Goldenen, while behind her, Boss Tang hummed a tune, carefully comparing the two fish’s sizes. He eventually gritted his teeth and decided to take the smaller one.
Tonight, the city leaders were hosting a dinner for General Wu, and he had to go and show his face.
However, with mutation value 11, the fish still looked decent. It had to be his Xiao Yu’s fish!
…
With her fortune in hand, Huai Yu walked through the market, carrying her bucket and basket, just like most people in the trading market.
She didn’t want to buy much today, only two things. But seeing all the goods around, she thought she might want this and that.
A good-quality cowpea (mutation value 15) seed for 3 points each?
Buy, buy, buy! The surplus bean sprouts are simply a huge fortune!
Cucumbers for 2 points each? Buy!
Sweet potato vines for 10 points—mutation value 16, can make a dish?
Huai Yu gritted her teeth: “Buy!”
When she gets home, she’ll start propagating, as if taking cuttings.
She needs to buy more soybeans—she has over 600 acres of land to cultivate!
And there’s more—
Huai Yu froze in place.
She saw a row of men and women, around forty to seventy years old, squatting in a corner. Each had a cardboard sign in front of them:
“Labor for 10 points a day, can clear land and dig, includes one meal.”
“8 points a day, bring your own water.”
“Carrying, digging, construction…”
She sighed, her mood of getting rich suddenly dampened. Then she couldn’t help but move closer and ask:
“Uncle, would you be willing to clear land in a more distant place?”
In the city, the areas were already divided, and each household had enough land for one person to manage.
And she has over 600 acres!
The middle-aged man’s eyes lit up and he quickly nodded. “Farther is fine! As long as it’s not the Rose Corridor, anywhere works—where is it?”
Huai Yu: …
“It’s nothing.” She stood up, but then saw a familiar middle-aged man squatting in a corner. Her eyes lit up.
“Uncle Zaozi!”
The man across from her had covered his head with a floral scarf, and when Huai Yu called him so enthusiastically, he winked, looking as though he wanted to convey a 100,000-word message.
Huai Yu was stunned. Looking at the cardboard in front of Uncle Zaozi, it read:
“Land clearing and cleaning, 50 points a day, bring your own water.”
She obediently closed her mouth and squatted beside him.
“Keep your voice down, okay?”
Uncle Zaozi didn’t move, but his voice lowered mysteriously.
“But…” Huai Yu hesitated and pointed at the cardboard. “50 points a day is something everyone would take a second look at.”
Who’s offering 50 points for clearing land nowadays? It’s hard to even earn 5 points, let alone 50.
As Huai Yu squatted there, a few people came over and started eyeing the cardboard.
Uncle Zaozi froze, then turned the sign around and his face immediately darkened—
“No wonder I felt so sharp today! This is definitely my neighbor’s daughter’s artwork!”
After thinking for a moment, he put the sign back down. “Never mind, kids… if they want to show off their artistic talent, it’s fine. Besides, I’m not really looking for work—by the way, girl, do you want chicken?”
Huai Yu’s eyes lit up: “Yes!”
Chicken! Eggs! Chicken meat! Chicken soup!!
At that moment, her mouth watered, showing just how badly she’d been craving meat. Uncle Zaozi smiled mysteriously:
“Alright, alright, it’s fate that I ran into you today. Someone will send me a small chicken. But remember, it’s 250 points each. If you want them, transfer the points first!”
Without saying anything further, Huai Yu immediately handed over her wristband: “I want four!”
Sss!
Uncle Zaozi gasped, “Four? Do I look like I can lay eggs? Only two! Take it or leave it!”
Two is fine! Huai Yu cheerfully corrected the points, but she sensed a shadow looming in front of her.
Looking up, she saw a greasy middle-aged man sizing her up, then flashing a meaningful smile:
“Pretty skinny… and still 50 points each?”
Huai Yu was taken aback, and Uncle Zaozi froze too.
Before either could react, they heard shouting from the street:
“Police! These two! I knew something was wrong with this price! Tch! In broad daylight, shameless!”
