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Seeing that the assistant had paid, Xia Muxin quickly brought the Bamboo Basket over. "Big Brother, I also have some freshly hunted Game Meat today. Would you like to buy it as well?"
The young assistant looked to be no more than ten years old, dressed in a thin gray shirt with a faded towel draped over his shoulder. He had just finished moving firewood and was wiping sweat with the towel. When he saw Xia Muxin offering the Bamboo Basket, he appeared a bit hesitant, tilting his neck to take a look. After scratching the back of his head in confusion, he finally said, "Miss, I can't make that decision. You'll need to ask the chef or our manager."
At this moment, there was still more than an hour until dinner time, but the kitchen was already bustling with activity. They had delivered the firewood through the back door of the restaurant, and since the firewood room was next to the kitchen, they could clearly see what was happening inside.
"Alright then, young man, please take me to meet your chef. It's not easy for someone from the countryside like me to catch something; I would appreciate your help." Seeing the assistant's troubled expression, Xia Muxin knew he couldn't make the decision himself and began to coax him.
"Plum! What are you doing? Why aren't you helping out?"
Just as Xia Muxin finished speaking, a tall and slender man stepped out from the kitchen. He was dressed quite neatly with a black apron around his waist and held a large ladle in his hand. Upon noticing the assistant chatting with them, he raised his voice immediately.
"Uncle Bingzi, this young lady wants to sell Game Meat." The assistant felt embarrassed being called out by name and walked toward the kitchen while mumbling.
Uncle Bingzi had an ordinary appearance but possessed very sharp eyes. When he looked over at Xia Muxin, her eyes turned into crescent moons as she eagerly approached with her basket.
"Look, this is what I hunted this morning; it's still fresh."
As soon as she finished speaking, Uncle Bingzi reached into the basket to inspect its contents and weighed the Bamboo Rat and Muntjac in his hands before responding, "Alright, I'll give you thirty taels."
Perhaps recognizing Summer Forest and knowing him to be diligent and honest, Uncle Bingzi offered a fair market price. Xia Muxin's eyes squinted into slits of joy as she immediately agreed.
“Pastry Chef, the head of the household is throwing another fit. They say Sister Tang's family is coming for dinner, and there are two elderly people among them who have poor teeth. They’ve been complaining about the Yangming Classic and have been eating too greasy lately. The head of the household wants you to prepare some fresh flavors tonight; we can't afford to neglect this.”
Uncle Bingzi immediately had someone bring over the silver. Xia Muxin, just in case, asked him to help collect the silver notes. After receiving the money, she turned around and heard a worried voice from a Wife.
“It's those people from Sister Tang's side again; they’re driving me crazy.”
Upon hearing this, Uncle Bingzi, with his greasy hands, irritably grabbed his hair and almost ground his teeth in frustration.
“Plum, throw these away, toss them far so that the smell doesn’t attract those stray cats.” After complaining, he called out again. At that moment, Xia Muxin turned her head just in time to see what was in the basin and smiled slyly.
“Uncle Bingzi, if I can get your esteemed guest to speak favorably today, will you ensure that I receive my due reward?”
As long as the young lady can get my esteemed guest to speak favorably today, I am willing to offer twenty taels as a reward.
- End of Chapter -
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