Chapter 231: This Child Is Mad
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The old man was surprised and surveyed the children in front of him. Based on their bright and neat appearance, they must be the children of some wealthy family in the city.
He asked hesitantly at once, “Sell? What’s the price?”
If the child planned to buy it with some gold and silver, he naturally would not sell it.
“50 pounds of husked rice for your pot of flower. Will you sell it?” Qiao Mu asked quietly.
“50 pounds of husked rice?” The old man’s reverberating voice immediately attracted people’s attention. Not many paid attention to them earlier, but these people’s ears were all shocked by the “50 pounds of husked rice” and immediately encircled them.
Qiao Mu did not like to be around a lot of people, but she asked with a light frown, “Will you sell it, Grandpa? 50 pounds of husked rice in exchange.”
“Sell! Sell! Of course I’ll sell it!” He had a large family, so the rice and gains subsidized by the City Lord’s Estate were not enough for them. Even if the family was frugal with their food and ate congee and porridge every day, the food was still only enough to last his family 20 days. They had to think of other methods for the remaining days.
Their family was about to run out of food, and this child was willing to exchange the pot of Chinese crabapple with 50 pounds of husked rice, so there was no reason for this old man to reject the offer.
“Then follow me,” Qiao Mu calmly told the old man and turned around to lead him into a nearby teahouse.
The teahouse had already been abandoned. These days, people could not even fill their stomachs, so who had the time and mood to come here to taste tea and chat like a fool?
Qiao Mu randomly picked a room and entered. She quietly said, “Block the people outside.”
“Yes, Miss.” Ao Ye immediately appeared and placed himself in front of the people rushing over with a fierce expression. “No one is allowed to enter as per Miss’ order.”
“I’m not an outsider! Let me enter! I’m your miss’ relative. I…” Wen Ruwan wanted to burrow inside but was blocked and pushed back by Ao Ye’s extended arm.
Wen Ruwan staggered back a few steps and was promptly shoved to the back by the crowd that rushed over. Her lips were trembling and her face was ashen from anger.
Ao Ye stood in front of the half-opened entrance of the teahouse and coldly declared, “No entry! Otherwise, kill without mercy.”
The crowd took several steps back at once and all looked at this youth in black with disbelief.
They were merely curious and wanted to see if the little miss could take out so much rice. How could he go as far as to kill people!
A middle-aged woman contemptuously pursed her lips and said, “That girl has either gone mad or is a liar. Who would use a valuable 50 pounds of husked rice to exchange for a pot of useless, decorative flowers these days?!”
“My Little Sister likes to eet flower!” Qiao Hu irritably snapped at that woman as he stood in front of the teahouse.
What did these people know?! Elder Younger Sis was so awesome, she must have her reason for doing this. These ignorant bystanders, they liked to crazily insult people simply because they were bored!
“Right! Eet flower!” Xiao Lin’er nodded with immense approval next to Qiao Hu.
Everyone: “…”
Soon, the old man came out while carrying a large bag of rice with a joyous expression. The 50 pounds of rice caused his waist to bend forward from how heavy it was. But he was glowing with health and felt vigor rushing through his whole body.
Qiao Mu slowly walked out, having already temporarily placed the pot of flowers that resembled Chinese crabapple into her storage talisman.
When everyone saw the old man walk out with a bag of rice on his back, their eyes turned round.
“Heavens! That old man really traded his pot of flowers for 50 pounds of husked rice!”
“Seriously???”
“Little Miss, your sister likes to eat flower! I-I also have flowers! I’ll sell it to you too! It’s not expensive, I just want 40 pounds of husked rice!”
“Get lost! Child, buy mine, buy mine! I’ll trade it for 30 pounds, 30 pounds of husked rice!”