Chapter 57 Pain to the Bone
“Okay, I’ll take this house. When are they moving out?” Zuo Shan said decisively.
Through these two interactions with Wu Qiong, she felt that he was a reliable person. Moreover, he had the reputation of his century-old Wu Lao Lao small shop as a guarantee, so it wouldn't be worth it for him to cheat her out of several months' rent.
"It will take at most two months, just in time for you to give birth so you can move in. Then we can all take care of each other," Wu Qiong said.
"You've taken good care of me. By the way, should I pay a deposit or something?" Zuo Shan asked.
"No need, no need! With me, Old Wu, vouching for you, what do they have to worry about?" Wu Qiong waved his hand with a smile.
"Alright, it's settled then. Oh, by the way, Uncle Wu, do you sell any mutated beast livers or fat in your shop?"
"Oh dear! You can't just buy and eat this. Mutant beasts have different levels. Ordinary people like us can only eat the meat of a first-level mutant beast at most. Eating second-level or higher would cause our bodies to explode with energy."
“I know this. I bought it for a mercenary friend. He helped me before, but now he’s injured and bleeding a lot, so I wanted to get some meat to help him recover,” Zuo Shan said hurriedly.
"Oh, I see! To be honest, I know a few people in the Thunder Mercenary Group in District 48."
When they go on missions, the targets they hunt are naturally handled by the group.
However, when they occasionally encounter small Tier 1 or Tier 2 mutated beasts while not traveling with the main group, if they hunt them themselves, they should hand over 50% to the group, and they can handle the rest themselves.
Yesterday, my friend sent me half a mutated argali. He was lucky; he found a cub that was only three months old and just reached level two. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to take it down.
The mutated beast meat I have here is usually bought by mercenary groups from District 49. They use it to help those injured during missions recover.
"I cut them all up last night, each piece weighing about two kilograms. Tell me, which piece do you want? I'll definitely pick out the best one for you first," Wu Qiong said, pointing to a large freezer behind him.
"Does it have a liver?"
"Yes, it weighs about eight kilograms, and I've divided it into four portions. But liver is very fishy and doesn't taste good. Are you sure you want it?"
"Yes, I'll take it. And I know how to make it. It definitely won't taste fishy. It's just a pity we live far away, so I don't have a chance to let you try it."
"Give me two servings of liver, how much?" Zuo Shan asked.
"The meat of the ibex cubs is moderately irradiated and is at the second level. It usually sells for 5,000 silver coins per kilogram. Nobody likes to eat the liver, so it's definitely cheaper. I usually sell it for 2,000 silver coins per kilogram, but I'll give you 1,950 silver coins."
"The total cost for both is 7,800 silver coins, Miss Zuo. If you don't have enough money in your account, you can pay in installments, but interest will definitely be charged."
Wu Qiong said somewhat embarrassedly that although he really wanted to be more generous, business is business, and if he was too soft-hearted in business, the deal would not be done.
"Thank you, uncle. No need for installments, I have enough money in my account," Zuo Shan said with a smile.
The first aid kit originally cost 20,000 silver coins, but after the 20% discount, it cost her 16,000. Now, two servings of lamb liver cost her another 7,800. This wasn't just a matter of feeling sorry for her; she was in excruciating pain.
Looking at the balance on her wristwatch, which had gone from 46,421 in the morning to 22,621 today, she felt that she was really being silly.
She didn't buy a first-aid kit, she bought a magic pill; she didn't buy lamb liver, she bought a golden sheep!
Since Wu Qiong was selling such expensive food, he had naturally used a vacuum machine to remove the air from the vacuum bags beforehand. He gave her two vacuum-packed bags, and thoughtfully added ice cubes, packing them in a large sealed bag.
Zuo Shan couldn't help but sigh, "It's good to be rich, and it's even more enjoyable to spend money. It's a pity that she's penniless. She's spending so much to please the big shot in her family, and she doesn't even know if he'll be willing to compensate her a hundredfold."
If he reneges on the debt or dies, she'll be at a huge loss. She won't be able to afford rent, let alone the 30,000 yuan deposit to enter District 48.
This money comes easily, and goes even more easily!
Zuo Shan wanted to burst into tears right now, but felt there was no reason to cry. It was just a first-aid kit and two servings of lamb liver.
He spent 3 silver coins on a train ticket for the return trip. When he saw that his balance had become 22,618, Zuo Shan inexplicably felt that the 3 silver coins were well spent, and he felt much more at ease now.
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After leaving the left side, Mortilan Shield lay on the stretcher with his eyes closed, resting.
For some reason, he felt as if the energy within him had been soothed by a psychic, making it exceptionally docile.
Even the residual fire energy within his body had significantly reduced its attack power on him, and he didn't understand why.
In the small hut on the left, apart from some dried wild vegetables and dried bamboo leaves, there was nothing special about it.
He's currently staying in someone else's house, so he can't bring himself to rummage through it, especially with a robot cat watching him intently.
He always felt that this robot cat was smarter than any robot he had ever seen. He even had the illusion that its intelligence was higher than that of the iron-eating beast cub named Xiao Bao.
But he couldn't provide any evidence to prove it, because all it did from beginning to end was meow a few times and then just stare at him without doing anything else.
Xiao Bao was even more peculiar; he seemed very afraid of him and would always hide in that crib, covering his head with a bamboo leaf—a classic case of burying one's head in the sand.
But it would occasionally peek out at him, seemingly worried that he would steal things from the house. He was almost laughing in exasperation at this silly little cub.
He, the future heir of the prestigious Lan Dun family, one of the four most powerful families in the safe zone, would he steal from a scavenger woman's house?
He simply ignored the strange thought processes of the two creatures and focused on using his own superpower to slowly eliminate the fire-attribute energy within his body.
This process is extremely painful, like opening up a battlefield inside your body. Whether you win or lose, it's like a bomb falling into your body, affecting your meridians.
He was sweating profusely and was about to wash up at the tap when he stood up and discovered that he was completely naked except for his underwear.
When the woman left, she asked him if he needed anything. He only remembered the first-aid kit and completely forgot to ask her to buy him some clothes. Could she have been so stupid as to forget that too?
When Zuo Shan entered and took out a first-aid kit and two portions of lamb liver, Morti Lan Dun was completely speechless. She was indeed even more stupid than he had expected!
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