Chapter 113 Good Price

Inside the hut.

Fat Miao'er counted the remaining buns and sighed, "We only have 42 buns left."

This time they brought fifty wowotou, eight of which had just been sold.

"That's too little!"

The man frowned when he heard that, what's the use of more than 40 buns, it's not enough to fit between his teeth.

"Where's the bone broth?" the man asked.

"More than half of the barrel is left." Fat Miao'er said.

"Are there any food sellers around here?"

The man stood outside the thatched hut, looked left and right and asked.

Fat Miao'er shook her head: "No more, the nearest one is going to the town."

"Forget it! Forget it!" The man waved his hand impatiently.

"Less less, please send me the things on the boat first."

The man turned around and pointed out, "Did you see it? It's that ship."

Fat Miao'er looked around: "Is it the vermilion one? It's quite big!"

"Yes!" The man nodded, and when he raised his eyes, he noticed the donkey cart tied nearby.

"Is this donkey cart yours?"

"It's ours." Li Xiaodao replied.

"Take me to town."

The man casually took out a bunch of copper coins and threw them to Li Xiaodao.

One hundred cents?

Li Xiaodao was overjoyed. Wowotou plus bone soup was only worth 42 Wen. Doesn’t that mean that the errand fee gave him 58 Wen? It was worth it, it was worth it.

"to make!"

Li Xiaodao happily took off the reins, drove the donkey cart and pulled the man away.

"Let's hurry up and send the things to others!"

Liu Ye'er bent down and went back to the thatched hut, picked up the basket containing the buns, Wei Shu and Compass picked up the wooden bucket containing the bone soup from left to right.

"I'll go as well."

Fat Miao'er Pidianpidian followed behind.

After walking about 100 meters, the big ship was right in front of us.

"This boat costs a lot of money. When we can have money, I will be satisfied to buy a boat like this!"

Luo Pan's eyes were full of envy. His biggest dream before was to become a shopkeeper of a certain shop. Since he came to the wharf, his dream has become to own his own cargo ship and become a merchant.

"A few thousand taels." Wei Shu said lightly.

"A few thousand taels?" Compass exclaimed.

Then he shook his head violently: "Forget it, forget it, I still don't want to have this dream!"

It is unrealistic that a few thousand taels of silver are enough to feed their entire village.

While speaking, several people walked to the side of the boat.

Two strong middle-aged men came out of the boat and raised their hands to stop them.

"What?"

"We're here to deliver steamed buns and big bone soup."

Fat Miaoer told the story, she was articulate, her language was concise and easy to understand, and she was very clever.

After hearing this, the two men took a high look.

"Bring it!"

The man reached for the pannier and bucket.

"The bucket has to be returned to us." Fat Miao'er emphasized.

"Wait here."

After saying a word, the two men returned to the cabin.

After they left, Compass and Fat Miao'er were curious and looked around the big ship owner.

"Be honest, don't walk around!"

The people on the boat scolded when they saw this scene.

"Stingy!" Fat Miao'er pouted.

He muttered to himself: "See what can be done, and there will be no loss of meat."

Besides, they were just watching the hull from the shore and didn't get on the boat.

"There are so many things to manage!"

Compass winked at Fat Meow.

After a while, two men came out and returned the basket and bucket to Fat Miao'er and the others.

"Let's go!"

Liu Ye'er took Fat Miao'er's fleshy little hand, turned and left.

Looking at their backs, one of the middle-aged men suddenly smiled.

"These two little girls are good-looking. If they get it, they can be sold for a good price."

The man's eyes flicked back and forth between Liu Ye'er and Fat Miao'er.

Of the two of them, one is delicate and charming, and the other is delicate and naive.

Especially Fat Miao'er, who speaks eloquently, looks radiant while looking around, has big black eyes that are sly and agile, coupled with white porcelain-like skin, makes people extremely rare.

"Time is tight, it's too late, don't make trouble, sell the goods in hand first."

The man touched his chin as he spoke, with a wretched smile on his face.

"There are a few good-looking ones in this batch, and I'm envious after seeing them."

"Stop it, put your mind to rest, and let the boss know that he's going to waste you, and if it's ruined, it's worthless."

"I've had a mouthful."

"..."

Fat Miao'er's footsteps stopped suddenly, her beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, she stared at her feet, no one knew what she was thinking.

"Fat Meow, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Ye'er saw that she couldn't pull anyone, so she quickly stopped and asked.

Fat Miao'er didn't speak, and turned her head abruptly, her pair of pitch-black eyes were fixed on the two men.

That's right!

As a cat, her hearing is more sensitive than others. Even though they are far away, the conversation between the two just faintly passed into her ears.

"fine."

Fat Miao'er pursed her lips and grabbed Liu Ye'er's hand, pulling her back to the thatched cottage quickly.

After all four people entered, Fat Miao'er bent over and looked outside through the door. Seeing that no one was following, she turned around and lowered her voice: "They seem to be human traffickers."

"Who is the trafficker?" Luo Pan was at a loss.

Wei Shu was thoughtful, his face gradually became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "How do you know?"

Fat Miao'er wrinkled her face into a meat bun, raised her finger and pointed to her ear.

"My hearing has been more sensitive than ordinary people since I was a child."

No wonder!
Wei Shu, Compass, and Liu Ye'er nodded at the same time. It's normal to hear well, and the three of them didn't find it strange.

Luo Pan said: "Then what should we do now, should we take care of it?"

The four of them are just children, with no power to restrain them. Even if they know the truth, they have no ability to intervene.

"I hate traffickers!"

Fat Miao'er ground her teeth, her snow-white teeth creaking.

This appearance brought back memories of Wei Shu, Liu Ye'er and Luo Pan.

Yes!

Fat Miao'er was almost caught and sold by an old beggar, isn't he equivalent to a human trafficker?
If it weren't for this, the old beggars wouldn't have died at their hands.

They will not burn down temples, enter villages, rent houses, worship...

and everything after that.

Time, fate, it is hard to say whether this is luck or misfortune.

But it is also because of this that they hate human traffickers.

"Don't be sad." Wei Shu stretched out his hand and patted Fat Meow'er's head.

"We do what we can."

Everyone is happy when they win, and they are worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth when they lose, and they have a clear conscience.

"Let's go find Third Uncle!" Wei Shu suggested.

The patrols are responsible for the security of the wharf, as well as the records and checks of the berthing of cargo ships in the past, which is within their scope of responsibility.

Just go.

The few people acted vigorously and swiftly, and ran to the patrol station as fast as lightning.

In front of Zhou Laosan, he explained the matter again.

"One person said that my sister and I are good-looking and can be sold for a good price."

"The other person said don't cause trouble, let's get rid of the goods on hand first."

"They also said that being handsome makes people greedy, and that they have experienced eye addiction."

"..."

(End of this chapter)

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