Fu Anan estimated that the time was around six or seven in the afternoon when she went out.
The shadows under my feet were stretched out, but the sunlight was still as bright as at noon.
At this time, someone set up a stall outside.
There are people selling tools, small spare parts, meat, and even fruit.
There are fruits in the desert.
Gray dates, when dried, have a long shelf life and are very sweet.
Abalone fruit, which looks a bit like abalone, is actually a kind of nut. It tastes good and is said to make you full easily.
Cactus fruit is the juiciest fruit among the three. It is very small, no bigger than a tennis ball. It has red flesh, similar to dragon fruit, and tastes sweet and sour, but the seeds inside are super hard.
Fu Anan spent a small amount of gold and got some of each. In total, there were four catties of abalone fruit, five catties of gray dates, and ten cactus fruits.
Fu Anan put the money in a straw bag given to her for free by the merchant and said thank you to him.
"Uncle, I'm a stranger here. I can't exchange a small piece of gold for so many things. You won't cheat me, right?"
She said with a smile.
"That's for sure!"
The uncle selling things patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, little girl, I do business completely based on my conscience."
"Yeah, I'm relieved."
Fu Anan nodded, and then said politely, "If you lie to me, I will come back and smash your stall."
The uncle was stunned by the contrast between the tone and the content, and after a while he answered, "Of course not, I am the most conscientious seller in this area! I am honest and fair to everyone!"
He patted his chest and made the promise, then sent Fu Anan away.
The owner of the daily necessities shop nearby laughed as he watched the man leave. "You only gave him a small amount of gold, and you still have the nerve to guarantee that you are honest. You really have the nerve to say that."
The fruit shop owner put the little gold in his mouth, took a bite, and then happily put the little gold into his clothes.
"As the saying goes, the buyer is always better than the seller. Her stupidity is none of my business."
The fruit shop owner snorted nonchalantly, "This little girl, even if she knows, so what, is she really going to come back and smash my stall... ah!"
Before he could finish his words, a piece of wood flew towards the fruit owner and hit his arrogant face directly.
Fu Anan, who had already left, came back and said, "Uncle, you're already showing off before I've even walked far. Do you think I'm deaf?"
The fruit shop owner covered his face and yelled at Fu Anan, "You little girl, you're asking for a beating!"
"You're asking for a fight!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Anan kicked his fruit stand and rushed over, "I'm going to talk to you nicely, but you insist on drinking a toast and then you'll have to drink a penalty drink!"
She kicked and punched the fruit seller until he was pinned to the ground and couldn't get up. She took the opportunity to snatch the little gold that she had just given him, as well as most of the scattered fruits on the ground.
We want to let these unscrupulous merchants feel the beating from consumers!
The fruit shop owner was lying on the ground, groaning in pain and cursing. This made the tool seller next to him laugh.
"Hahaha, we've run into trouble."
The tool shop owner pointed in the direction Fu Anan left and said, "This woman is particularly scary. She only cares about money and not her life. She beat up three men who passed by today. One of them hasn't recovered yet. You mess with her!"
On the first day of her arrival, her legend spread across the Gobi Desert.
(End of this chapter)