As expected, Liu Erniu's words shocked everyone in the temple, but then everyone burst into laughter: The kidnappers actually wanted to buy things from the victim they surrounded? This is simply an anecdote that has never happened before, and there will probably never be another one, right? Even a few great monks who were not easily shocked by praise or criticism couldn't help but smile.
After laughing enough, Su Nuannuan told a maid, "Go to the door and tell them that a cake costs five cents. If you want it, take it or not. If not, forget it."
The old woman happily agreed, obviously treating this as a show. Just as she was about to go to the door, she saw a young monk stand out and said in a deep voice: "It's better to be careful. I'll go."
Su Nuannuan nodded, feeling grateful in her heart. She thought to herself that although the monks of Pushan Temple seemed to have less pure senses than most monks of this era and liked incense money, they were always compassionate and could even think about other people's lives at a time like this. That was good. For this reason, the money donated to the temple today was not wasted.
As he was thinking, the monk really came to the temple gate and shouted. Now it was Liu Erniu's turn to be in trouble. He turned back and looked at Chen Jing in despair: "Boss... Boss, they... they gave a price, what should we do? We... can't really spend money to buy the cakes, right?"
“Buy…why not buy?”
Chen Jing stamped his feet and said angrily. The development of the matter was beyond his expectation, but thinking of the dry food in the bag that he was reluctant to touch, he decided to play along. It was really because the previous fragrance was too tempting. Although as a kidnapper, doing such a thing is really ridiculous, but isn't this playing along? Since the other party agreed to do business, he must send someone to deliver the cakes, right? As long as you see someone, take him down immediately, and then take turns to force a confession. I don't believe that I can't find out what happened in the temple.
The more Chen Jing thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth. His guilty conscience disappeared without a trace. His chest was straightened and his head was raised. He thought to himself that he was a genius. He listened to Liu Erniu agreeing to the other party's request. Sure enough, no one spoke inside. After a while, the aroma that had made them so greedy floated out.
"Boss... they... they really did it. They... made cakes." Liu Erniu looked at Chen Jing in a daze, wondering if this was the most unreliable and ridiculous kidnapping in history? The kidnappers bought food from the victim, what the hell is this? We won't be remembered in history for this, right? No. I don't want the legend of our shameful kidnapping case to be spread around the world thousands of years later.
"Just do it. When they are done, someone will come out with cakes. We will catch them right away." Chen Jing said viciously, and then laughed evilly, "When the time comes, we can catch them and earn a bag of cakes for free. How great."
"Boss, we seem to be here to kidnap you." Liu Erniu was almost crying: Has his respectable boss been so excited that he has forgotten the purpose of this trip? He is so happy just to earn a bag of cake for free.
"Nonsense, I didn't forget." Chen Jing himself felt a little embarrassed. There was nothing he could do. He was really hungry. When he first came here, he thought there were so many preparations. This mission was a piece of cake, but now there are so many twists and turns. He regretted it a little.
After about half a quarter of an hour, they heard someone inside shouting that the first batch of cakes was ready, one hundred of them, and asked them to prepare the money and wait to receive the goods.
"How can they bake a hundred pancakes in such a short time? Don't they have a hundred iron pans there, and each person bakes one?" Liu Erniu raised his doubts, but heard Chen Jing say leisurely: "Why do you care how they bake it? As long as someone comes out, it's fine."
Liu Erniu nodded, and hurriedly shouted to the temple that the money for the cakes was ready, and handed over the money and the cakes. After that, he opened his eyes wide and looked into the temple. Under the moonlight, it seemed that a cat ran out of the temple gate and ran straight to the door. He cursed angrily: "Damn it, a wild cat is against us. Why did it come out at this time when there are no other options?"
The wild cat was so fast that when it got close, Liu Erniu realized that the cat was holding a cloth bag in its mouth. A familiar aroma came over him, and Liu Erniu's eyes suddenly popped out. He pointed at the cat, which was shaking like a madman: "Boss... Boss, they... they sent a cat out."
"Fuck &￥%￥..."
A string of classic Chinese curses came out of Chen Jing's mouth. Liu Erniu was also furious. Without saying a word, he snatched the bag from the cat and said angrily, "Never mind. There are a hundred cakes here anyway. Let's eat them first... one... one hundred?"
As Liu Erniu was talking like this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The bag in his hand was too light. When he opened the bag, he almost fainted. No wonder there were only 100 pancakes of this weight. Is this... a pancake? It's just a layer of rice paste, right? It looks a little thinner than a pancake, and less than half the size of a pancake.
"A profiteer, a complete profiteer." Liu Erniu was furious. He was so angry that he did not notice that after waiting for a while, the black cat on the ground suddenly arched its back and its fur stood up.
"You are a dishonest businessman who has lost all his moral integrity. Aren't you afraid that God will strike you to death with a bolt of lightning? Damn it..."
Liu Erniu continued to curse, and at the same time wanted to catch the big cat to vent his anger. If he couldn't catch the person, he would catch the cat. Anyway, if it fell to death, it would also scare those hateful women, children and profiteers.
As he was thinking this, before he could take any action, he felt a black shadow passing by in front of his eyes. The next moment, his waist and shoulders sank slightly. Although the feeling was fleeting, Liu Erniu still saw clearly in the split second that it was the black cat that jumped onto his body.
"Damn it, even a beast like you dare to bully me?" Liu Erniu was so angry that he was about to catch the big cat that jumped on his head. The next moment, he felt a piercing pain in his arms and forehead. He screamed and immediately lost his order in his movements. He just waved his arms around to catch the cat, but the cat was so agile that it jumped up and down and he couldn't catch it at all. Instead, it scratched him on the face several times, which hurt so much that he could even feel hot liquid flowing down his eyelids. He was actually bleeding from the scratching.
“Ah…ah…”
Liu Erniu was furious. He couldn't even handle a cat. From now on, let alone being the second in command, it would be a problem whether he could hold his head up in front of his brothers. However, Zhaocai was a fierce guy who was not afraid of even competing with the young marquis for food. Think about Duan Tingxuan. What tricks would he not use for food? Zhaocai was able to escape from the fight with him unscathed, and even took advantage of him from time to time. What was this big stupid bull in front of him?
The members of the Dog Slaughter Gang were so stunned that they watched the second in command fighting with a cat, but forgot to help. It was not until Chen Jing woke up from his great disappointment and saw that his sworn brother was almost scratched to death by the cat that he came to his senses and shouted angrily: "Go and help, why are you standing there like an idiot?"
Everyone then agreed and came forward to help. Some of the honest ones couldn't help but look at Chen Jing, and almost said directly "Boss, you are also one of the fools standing in the crowd". This made Chen Jing so angry that he was fuming, but he couldn't say anything. He had to go up to help with a gloomy face.
Zhaocai also realized at this time that he had stirred up a hornet's nest. After being trained by Duan Tingxuan, this beast had already understood the saying "A man of insight is a hero". He saw that he would certainly not get any good results in a group fight and it was not advisable to fight. So he jumped high, kicked Chen Jing's face with his four paws and scratched him, then jumped onto his shoulder, then landed in an instant and fled into the mountain gate.
Immediately, two angry bandits rushed into the house after Zhaocai, and their fate was obvious. They were tied up and went with their former brothers. The only consolation was that the monks were kind and refused to mistreat the captives. They gave them some pancakes, but they ate so much that they could not stop. Their integrity as members of the dog-slaughtering gang was shattered in an instant. Not even a slag was left.
Zhaocai gave away the cakes but didn't get the money back. Su Nuannuan had expected this result. Anyway, her trick was not on Zhaocai. She had been worried about Zhaocai when she heard the bandits' shouts and screams. Now seeing her beloved cat escape unscathed, she couldn't help but happily picked it up, stroking its slippery fur and praising it, "Well done, Zhaocai. You are worthy of being a spirit cat raised by Duan Tingxuan. Even these vicious bandits can't get away with it. I'll reward you with some fish when I get back."
"Young Marquis, give this cat... a move?"
A young monk who obviously didn't practice well enough got curious after hearing this and asked a question. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the abbot cough. The monk immediately lowered his head in shame, but his ears were still perked up. He heard Su Nuannuan laughing and said, "Our master has nothing to do at home, so he likes to play with Zhaocai. After a while, the beast's moves are similar to his, so I jokingly called it a feeding move, but it's not."
The servants in the room couldn't help but look at her with squinting eyes, thinking to themselves, "The prince has nothing to do at home?" Does the prince have nothing to do at home? He either eats or helps you cook for him. Do you think we don't know this? Hey? In fact, he is competing with the cat for food, right? There are already five versions of the rumor that people in Chunfeng Garden are not as good as cats, okay?
The noisy scolding outside gradually died down. Aunt Jing came to Su Nuannuan and whispered, "Sister, do you think they will eat those cakes?"
"Who knows? It's better if they eat, but it's not bad to let them starve for a night." Su Nuannuan smiled nonchalantly, but Aunt Jing said sadly: "If they eat, it will be fine. Sister can use that method to scare them, maybe it will really work as a surprise attack."
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