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The shopkeeper stopped, turned around, and asked doubtfully: "Shenniao, what did you say?"

He must have heard wrong? This little bird actually bargained with him.

Moreover, it was 1000 taels of silver as soon as he opened his mouth.

Does it know what 1000 taels of silver is?

Ordinary people don’t have that much income in their lifetime.

It really dares to speak.

Of course, it's different for a businessman like him who has some wealth. After all, his ancestral business is in a prosperous place like the capital. Even if his inn business is bad, it's not a problem to earn several thousand a year.

Unexpectedly, the little bird made a surprising statement: "I said I would not sell my body without 2000 taels of silver."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he almost fell down and blurted out: "Shenniao, you just said 1000 taels of silver, how come it became 2000 taels of silver?"

Blackmailers don't blackmail people like this.

The little bird tilted its head and glanced at him, and said angrily: "Shopkeeper, I'm officially informing you that you have missed the price of 1000 silver. My worth increases by the second. If you continue Pretending not to hear? I will raise another 1000 taels of silver, and so on, no matter how high the price is, you'd better think carefully before speaking."

"Anyway, it's your freedom whether or not to ask me to do things. I am very democratic and will never force you."

"However, I would like to remind you that a bird as good as me may be discovered by your business competitors soon and poached away. Then it will be useless for you to cry."

The shopkeeper wiped his sweat silently.

Damn it, this little bird is even more ruthless than Zhou Papi. It actually increases the price by a second, and the price rises to 1000 taels of silver.

More ruthless than a profiteer like him.

Bah, bah, bah, that's wrong. He is not a profiteer.

He is a conscientious businessman.

It’s just that sometimes in order to save money, I secretly buy some second-hand goods that others have dealt with and give them to customers.

However, what follows it makes sense.

After all, he had never seen a bird talk during his half-life in the capital.

And he's so humane.

If it appeared in the capital, it would definitely cause a sensation.

Moreover, the nobles in the capital like weird things the most. If they see this little bird that can talk, they will definitely like it, and it is not impossible that the inn will make a lot of money every day.

The more the shopkeeper thought about it, the happier he became.

But he was unwilling to agree to Xiaoniao so happily.

After all, the bird is just a beast.

The person who really determines its fate is its owner.

So, he looked at Huo Bingbing and asked: "Girl, can we discuss the price? The business of the villain's inn is not good, and I really can't afford as much as 2000 taels of silver."

Huo Bingbing shook her head and said: "Shopkeeper, this matter is related to Xiaofeng's freedom. It's not for the ancestors to interfere. Just ask it. If it agrees, the ancestors have no objection."

Forehead?

Ancestor... Ancestor?

The shopkeeper's face was stunned for a moment. Why is this girl's brain abnormal at such a young age?

Actually claiming to be an ancestor?

But no matter what, let’s settle the matter about the little bird first.

"Okay, 2000 taels of silver is 2000 taels of silver. I promise you." The shopkeeper weighed the pros and cons, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and agreed to the little bird's request.

Unexpectedly, I heard the little bird say again: "No, no, no, it is no longer 2000 taels of silver, but 3000 taels of silver."

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded. He just said a few words. Why did the price soar by another 1000 taels?

Xiaoniao said domineeringly: "Shopkeeper, you'd better not question what I said. If you question it again, add another 1000 taels of silver."

The shopkeeper almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This little bird really didn't have martial ethics. He raised his head and looked helplessly at Huo Bingbing, hoping that she would say something fair.

Huo Bingbing glanced at him and said calmly: "Shopkeeper, my ancestors advise you to agree to Xiaofeng quickly, otherwise, the price will continue to rise, and my ancestors can't help you."

The shopkeeper almost cried.

He didn't believe that Huo Bingbing couldn't help. They were obviously complicit and wanted to take the opportunity to squeeze out all his money.

However, he asked for help from others, and even though he knew it was a trap, he still stepped on it.

"Okay, 3000 taels of silver is 3000 taels of silver." The shopkeeper was very motivated. He was betting on whether his ancestral business could be revived.

After the shopkeeper left, Huo Bingbing said a few words to Xiaoniao, saying that they needed to always pay attention to the movements of Prince Zhan's Mansion and should not agree to the shopkeeper. After all, their main goal in this trip to the capital was to find a baby.

The little bird flapped its wings and promised in a high-pitched voice: "Ancestor, don't worry, Xiaofeng is more urgent about the little master's affairs than you are, and he won't delay the business."

Even if it can't separate itself, it can still have other small animals monitor the Zhan Prince's Mansion on its behalf. Anyway, it won't miss the news of a few little masters.

The next day.

Early in the morning, after the old man got up, he walked back and forth in the room, looking very embarrassed and hesitant, and murmured to himself...

"Hey, those pills are so precious, how can I ask Miss Huo for them?"

"But don't ask. My son will only be a useless person for the rest of his life. What should I do? What should I do?"

It turned out that he had been thinking about his son's condition and wanted to ask Huo Bingbing to get a magic pill to save him.

His son was only in his early 20s. He had just married a wife and had a baby. If he could only lie in bed and be a useless person, there would be no happiness in his life.

After careful consideration, the old man felt that his face was not as important as his son's lifelong happiness, so he still asked Huo Bingbing for medicine.

After all, such a good opportunity is gone if you miss it.

Just when he made up his mind to let go of this old face and ask Huo Bingbing for medicine, there was a knock on the door...

"Tuk-tuk-tuk...!"

The sound is very rhythmic.

The old man thought the waiter had brought breakfast and hurriedly opened the door. Unexpectedly, the door was empty. Just when he looked confused, a little bird flew in from above his head and said with a sharp voice...

"Good morning, old man. Good morning, old man."

Old man: "..., Divine Bird, you are so early."

"Ancestor knew you were going home, so he asked me to deliver medicine." The bird flapped its wings, flew in front of him, and handed a small bottle on its paw to the old man.

The old man was a little confused: "Medicine? What...what medicine?"