She picked up a leaf and wiped her hands, seemingly missing the man's unfinished expression.
The man kept licking his lips and smacking his tongue, as if he wished he could have a few pheasants and rabbits in his belly. These two game animals were simply too small, not enough to fill the gap between his teeth.
"Hey, little girl, let's discuss something."
"What's the matter?" Shen Ning pulled out the fire lazily, without looking up at him.
"The rabbits and pheasants are too small, and they are so skinny that they don't have much meat. I'm not full at all. How about I go get some more game and come back, and you can roast it and we can share it." How?" The man licked his lips.
"No." Shen Ning shook her head, "I'm already full, and I won't be able to eat any more game if you bring it. If you want me to roast game for you, that's fine, one is five thousand taels, and two is one. Wanliang, I can bake as much as you want."
"What! Roast one for five thousand taels! Little girl, why don't you go and grab it!"
The man's eyes widened and he took a breath.
It's not that he is short of money. If we talk about money, he does have it. But his money is not brought by the strong wind, but he earns it bit by bit by relying on his own craftsmanship. Accumulating a little makes a lot.
I think it took him five years to earn his first five thousand taels of silver, but this little girl actually touched her upper lip to her lower lip and opened her mouth to get five thousand taels. This is not a money grab!
"If it's too expensive, you don't have to eat what I baked. I just baked it with a few pieces of mud. It's not a unique delicacy. You can just bake it yourself." Shen Ning said lightly.
The man lowered his head and pondered, feeling that what she said was reasonable.
Isn't it just a few pieces of mud wrapped up and roasted? What's so difficult!
But then he thought about it. During the days when he lived alone in the mountains, he had roasted as many as eight hundred game meats, ranging from one thousand to eight hundred. But he couldn't even compare to a rabbit hair roasted by the little girl, so he gave up the idea.
"Hey, little girl, you have to be unreasonable," he yelled.
"Why am I being unreasonable?" Shen Ning raised her eyebrows.
"Look, how generous I was when I gave you a drink just now. My wine is very expensive, but I didn't charge you any money, right?"
"But I didn't charge you for the chicken and rabbit I roasted." She said with a wink.
"Uh!" The man was choked suddenly. He stared at Shen Ning, speechless for a moment.
"How about this? I'll let you drink two more sips of wine. I won't charge you any money. How about you roast two game meats for me?" The man's eyes rolled again, with a cunning look in his eyes.
On the surface, this proposal seems fair and reasonable, but in fact, he has evil intentions.
This wine is called "Three Cups of Pour". Anyone who drinks three cups will fall to the ground drunk immediately. As long as the little girl is drunk, he can get some words out of her mouth.
After the man finished speaking, he looked at Shen Ning eagerly, for fear that she would not agree.
Shen Ning thought for a while and nodded happily, "Okay, deal."
The wine indeed tasted like something she had never drunk before, but that was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that she was worried that she would not sleep well at night, because as soon as she closed her eyes, her thoughts would become confused and confused. There was a figure always lingering in her mind.
If she hadn't suddenly met this strange man, she would have worried that she would lose control of her feet and go back the way she came.