"Then you tell me the price, do I think it's appropriate?" The shopkeeper endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and made a great decision.

Song Nuan patted Wen Chongzheng on the shoulder, "A Zheng, you said."

"Pork is twenty cents per pound, and catching snakes is a dangerous job, one or two pounds per pound. This price is the price I endure. After all, in my heart, you are priceless."

He looked up and down with a heartache, and looked at Song Nuan up and down, "I feel wronged."

"One or two per pound? Why don't you go..." The shopkeeper got angry when he heard this, but he still stopped the car in time.

Song Nuan and the others looked over coldly, and he immediately changed his words: "Why don't you discuss it?"

"No need to discuss!"

The two spoke in unison, and they had a tacit understanding.

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed, "But I want to discuss it, the price is too high."

"I have more than seven kilograms here. We will give you a fraction of it. Just give it seven taels of silver. If you don't want to, then forget it. We'll go to the vegetable market while it's still early."

Wen Chongzheng stood up and said, "Nannuan, let's go."

"Okay! Let's go to the vegetable market, or go to several other restaurants to ask." Song Nuan nodded.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly stopped them again.

Wen Chongzheng frowned, "Shopkeeper, what do you mean? The transaction is about your love and my wish. If the price is not appropriate, we will find the next one."

"Can you lose a little more?"

"Shopkeeper, in your eyes, is life worthless?"

"No, no!" The shopkeeper wanted to cry. He pointed at the sack, "Isn't the snake here? If human life is natural, it cannot be counted as this price."

"Do you still want human life?" Wen Chongzheng looked at him in disbelief.

The shopkeeper realized that his words were ambiguous, "No, no, no! I didn't mean that. I mean...ah... the deal! Seven taels of silver to buy your three snakes."

Song Nuan raised her eyebrows, "Shopkeeper, we didn't force you."

"I didn't force me, I voluntarily!"

"Okay!" Wen Chongzheng stuffed the sack into his hand, "I'll give it to you, go and get seven taels of silver for us. Remember, you have to write a receipt, not to say that we have extorted seven taels of silver from you as soon as we go out."

The shopkeeper threw the sack on the ground, looking timid.

"I...I'll go get the money and write the receipt later." He cried and it took him a long time to recover. He looked at Song Nuan with a flattering look, "Madam Wen, let's sit down and discuss."

"Seven liang, no more, no more discussion!" Song Nuan waved her hand.

The shopkeeper said lightly: "No, it's not the seven taels of silver. I want to discuss the recipe with you."

"menu?"

"Yes! You should have heard something from Mr. Tang's words just now. I wanted to transfer this restaurant to him, but he looked down on me first, but later he had an idea, but he wanted to ask for ten recipes from you."

The shopkeeper made the words clear.

Song Nuan shook her head, "My recipe will not be delivered."

"I know, we won't give it! Can you offer a price? I'll buy ten recipes, but you have to write it down for me."

The shopkeeper saw clearly Song Nuan and his wife.

People who are like sperm, but they like to pretend to be stupid.

"Then what kind of dish do you want? How do you calculate the price?" Song Nuan thought to himself, it would be enough, and he would tear it down again and waste his time.

The shopkeeper glanced at Wen Chongzheng. As soon as he spoke, Wen Chongzheng took the lead and said, "Nannuan, we can't sell this recipe. Didn't you say that this was passed on to you by your grandmother?"

Upon hearing this, Song Nuan seemed to suddenly realize her and slapped her forehead hard, "Yes, I almost forgot."

"You two, you are good at it. You think you are a big help. Can you do it? Without the recipe, I can't transfer this restaurant. My... is also my ancestral property. I can't keep it, but I can't just close the door like this."

The shopkeeper almost knelt down.

"It's not that we don't help, but..."

"How much money do you want to sell it?"

"Shopkeeper, this is not a question of money, but us..."

"Ten taels."

"Shopkeeper, we..."

"Twenty taels."

"Shopkeeper, aren't you making things difficult for us?"

"Thirty taels."

"I……"

"Forty taels." The shopkeeper didn't let her finish her words. She said something and he went back ten taels of silver.

Song Nuan looked at the shopkeeper's look like she was about to cry, thinking that she was too much? She had made some preparations, "Shopkeeper's..."

"Fifty taels, no more, really! This is what I can give the most." The shopkeeper stretched out five fingers, his eyes closed, and his face hurt.

Song Nuan was stunned.

On the side, Wen Chongzheng reluctantly said, "Shopkeeper, you are so sincere, we can help a little bit. I believe that Nuannuan's grandmother will be sympathetic in the sky and will also understand her."

"Okay, okay! Thank you, thank you!" The shopkeeper opened his eyes and smiled, "I'll prepare the money and write the document now."

What? That's it?

Song Nuan looked up at Wen Chongzheng, feeling very sympathetic to the shopkeeper.

This is being sold, and I happily count the money for the others.

This Wen Chongzheng seemed to be not as harmless as he imagined. The man who blushed at any time actually had a black heart.

Well, he just doesn't reveal it easily.

The legendary pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Not long after, the shopkeeper brought the waiter who was embarrassed in the lobby. The waiter held a tray in his hand and placed the four treasures of the study on it.

When the waiter saw them, his eyes dodged and looked embarrassed.

It must have been taught a lesson by the shopkeeper.

"Young Master Wen, Yinzi, and the name are all here." As he said that, he looked at Song Nuan again, "Madam Wen, did you write this recipe orally, or did you write it?"

"I'll write it!" Wen Chongzheng sat down with his robe, picked up the quotation, confirmed that there was no problem, and counted the silver again. A silver note of fifty taels and seven taels of broken silver.

Well, the number is correct.

He looked up at the shopkeeper and the waiter, "Shopkeeper, please let the waiter avoid it first. Don't you be careful about this kind of thing you spend money on?"

The waiter blushed, "I...I can't recognize words."

Wen Chongzheng just looked at him and blinked.

The waiter's face turned even redder, "Two, I'm sorry! I was outside just now because I didn't know Mount Tai. You adults don't care about villains. Forgive me for a while."

"Oh, it turns out that you are here to apologize." Wen Chongzheng suddenly realized.

Song Nuan was almost laughing to the point of being secretly hurt.

Should this kid do this?

Intentional!

"I...I'm here to apologize."

"Oh, I heard it!" Wen Chong was looking at Song Nuan, "But my wife probably didn't hear it. She was staring at me just now in a daze."

"ah?"

"Madam, you didn't hear it?" Wen Chongzheng ignored the waiter's reaction and asked Song Nuan directly.

Song Nuan nodded, "I'm not looking at you, but I can't even hear clearly if I don't have enough sincerity."

Wen Chongzheng nodded with a smile, "Well, I just spoke sincerely, you heard it clearly."

Uh? This man... is invincible!

How could she have the illusion that he was thin-skinned before?

A big mistake!
Chapter completed!