Chapter 713 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (63)

Chapter 713 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (63)

The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Sixty-three)

"So, Taoist priest, do you sell sheep?"

Song Ning OvO.

Xianyun: ...

"Can't you be curious about something else? For example, do I have other ideas when I pester your husband?"

Are you really not worried about your husband who is so handsome?

Two weirdos.

Song Ning also thought that this Taoist priest was quite strange, but he also found him interesting.

"Don't worry, because you look like a straight man, Taoist priest."

If nothing else, just the way the Taoist looked at Lance showed that he was innocent.

There is a sense of crisis when Song Ning and Lance are together.

On the contrary, he believed that he was tempted by Lance's beauty at first sight, so when they went out together later, he was always worried that others would feel the same as him.

But later on, Song Ning gradually discovered one thing - although he needed to worry, he didn't have to worry so much.

Because Lance would only spread his feathers like a peacock when he was in front of him.

When they went to the county and the city together, Lance would dress up nicely for him, but would only smile when in front of him.

Song Ning felt that one time he just came out of the cinema and wanted to go to the bathroom. When he came back, he found Lance standing there in a long windbreaker, with no expression on his face.

Standing in the cold wind like a snow lotus on an iceberg, the title of aloof flower seems to be tailor-made for him.

No one approached him. Song Ning noticed that many people were fascinated by that face, but no one dared to step forward and take action.

Mostly because of the fear that arises from love.

So, someone who says it so bluntly like the Taoist priest can be seen at first glance as a straight man who doesn't like men.

Song Ning thought about it, but still walked forward and hooked Lance's fingers.

"Brother, I've finished shopping."

"Ah."

Lance took the thing from his hand, but was stunned when he touched it.

So light, it feels like I didn’t buy much here?

Song Ning sighed, "The young Taoist priest said that he gave me the one last time. It was made by a senior brother of his who was very talented in making incense. He sold it by mistake."

Not only did he sell at a low price, but he also cleared out all the little stock. According to the young Taoist priest, he was badly scolded afterwards.

"I told him to pay him back the money, but he said it was a mistake and that was the punishment he deserved."

Song Ning really wanted to compensate the young Taoist priest, but the young Taoist priest's attitude was harder than rock, and Song Ning had no choice but to give up.

"This was made by the senior brother he mentioned. It's really expensive. This one costs 500 yuan."

Song Ning felt a little pain as he spoke this, as the price was indeed much higher.

But he still remembered that Lance said this was effective, so even though it was a bit expensive, he still bought it.

"It's a bit of a pity. The young Taoist priest said that his senior brother is not a hardworking person and is usually lazy. So I guess I can only buy a little at a time. I just hope they will have more stock next time I come."

As he was speaking, he suddenly saw Taoist Xianyun next to him with a strange look on his face.

That expression was as if he was doing something that was shameful to be seen by others and suddenly someone brought it up again and again.

Song Ning inexplicably thought of the description of the young Taoist priest: a lazy, sloppy person who always looked cynical.

As he watched, he couldn't help but confirm it.

"Master Xianyun, you are not the senior brother that the young master was talking about, right?"

Xianyun looked embarrassed.

How come his junior brother is still so honest? How could he tell all of his senior brother's affairs to others?

How are the incenses missing? Isn’t it because my junior brother sold out all the incense he had spent so much time making last time, so there are only a few new ones left?

Can he be blamed for this?

No matter what he thought, Xianyun still quietly admitted his identity.

"It's me, but the incense you bought is the result of all my recent efforts. There's no more."

He laughed awkwardly twice and quickly changed the subject.

"But if you want to buy sheep, it's different. I have dozens of sheep to sell. I guarantee I can give you a good price. How about it?"

Song Ning looked at Lance: "Brother, did you tell him that we want to buy a lamb?"

Lance refused the pot and was confused, "No, I didn't plan to talk to him at all. He was the one who suddenly asked me if I wanted to buy a lamb."

"Then how did you know our plan, Taoist priest?"

Song Ning's straight ball made Xianyun dizzy.

He looked at Lance and then at Song Ning. The cynical expression on his face disappeared and he sighed heavily with a sad look on his face.

"I finally realized that I shouldn't have messed with you two. You two are my nemesis!"

One of them is choking with his actions, and the other is choking with his words.

I don’t want to live anymore!

"Forget it, I'll just consider it as something I owe you two."

Xianyun patted the dust off his butt and said, "Want to buy a sheep? If you want to buy one, come with me and see if you can get something for nothing."

Song Ning and Lance looked at each other and actually followed.

Xianyun really didn't lie to them. He really had sheep and really wanted to sell them.

This is the sheep...

Lance's eye twitched, "You really should sell it. If you don't, you'll die."

Although Song Ning didn't say anything, his expression expressed almost the same thing.

Xianyun: ...

These two husbands love to tell the truth.

But anyway, he had calculated it for this purpose, so he just did it.

"Then tell me whether you want to buy it or not. I can't keep my sheep anymore because it's in such a terrible state. I'm selling it at a bargain price of 500 each. Tell me whether you want it or not."

As he spoke, he found a tree to lean against, and immediately collapsed there as if he had no bones.

"five hundred?"

Song Ning was really tempted after hearing this. Although these sheep looked starving, their quality was not inferior to the lambs of the boss they saw today.

The quality is even higher. If the boss's is seven points, then this Taoist priest's is almost nine points.

This difference is not small.

"Want to buy?"

Lance guessed it from his expression. Song Ning bit his lip but nodded.

He was indeed tempted, mainly because the number of sheep in the Taoist priest's batch seemed to be about the same, about thirty, and if they were bought together at 500 yuan each, it would only be 160,000 or 170,000 yuan. Compared with the previous price of 100,000 or 80,000 yuan, it was really a good deal.

Xianyun turned over and said, "It's a good deal, right? Buy it quickly, or you'll starve to death tomorrow. It's a loss for me and you, too!"

Song Ning was about to agree, but he changed his mind.

"But the sheep doesn't look healthy enough. I think I should think about it again."

Xianyun sat up suddenly, unable to believe it.

"I've sold my sheep at a huge loss, and you tell me I need to think about it? What do you want?"

Oh, this is the sentence I've been waiting for.

Song Ning smiled happily, "My request is not excessive. I just want to ask you to sell us a small box of the incense we bought last time, Taoist priest?"

This is Lans’ gas station and charging station, very important!

When Xianyun heard this, he rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

"Then you might as well let me die with the sheep."

So many incense sticks? His master didn't dare to let him make so many at once!