Chapter 254: I Am the Worst at Bluffing (1/2)
Chapter 254: I Am the Worst at Bluffing
Translator: E.3.3.Editor: Vermillion
In the face of such an imperious juvenile and his ridiculous proposal, Bu Fang really didn't know what to say.
Someone actually wanted to purchase Whitey. He has got… quite a unique taste. Bu Fang twisted his head to look at the chubby Whitey, inspecting the puppet up and down. There was nothing extraordinary about it from head to toe, and plus it was just so fat. How could someone be interested in it?
There were tons of rich folks visiting Fang Fang's Little Store back in the Imperial City on a daily basis but none had proposed to purchase Whitey. This young lad before his eyes was indeed a bold one.
”Whitey, did you hear that, it turns out you've still got some admirers in this world.” Bu Fang patted Whitey's plump, white belly with a solemn expression and muttered seriously.
Whitey's robotic eyes flickered red. It's fan-like hands raised up to touch its own round head… Its face was filled with bewilderment.
”So, what do you think? Name a price.” The corners of that young man's mouth curled as he peered at Bu Fang with a smile.
The children and servants standing behind this young lad also looked at Bu Fang with taunting glances.
What did the Xiao Family of the Southern City have the most? Money of course! As one of the most influential households around here, though their spheres of influences—in terms of territory and status—was not at its best, it had certainly made a lot of money over the past few years. Xiao Meng's reputation alone was enough to uphold the Xiao household. That he came from the Xiao Family in the Southern City was a big deal.
”No, it's more than you can afford.” Bu Fang looked as if he suddenly remembered something. A trace of pity was stamped across his face as he gazed at the young man calmly.
”More than I can afford? What a joke… A thousand golden coins, and this iron puppet is mine!” The young lad sneered coldly. He dismissed Bu Fang as calling bluff.
It was just a metallic lump of a puppet. Was it going to launch for the moon or need it feed on crystals?
A thousand golden coins… The corners of Bu Fang's mouth twisted. Then he ogled at the juvenile as if he was looking at an idiot. Any leftover dish he normally recycled in Whitey was easily worth more than a thousand golden coins. Did this young lad take him as a beggar?
”A thousand golden coins… Haha.” Bu Fang sneered coldly with a deadpan face.
Whitey's robotic eyes flickered. It shot a look at Bu Fang, and then at that young man.
”You country bumpkin, don't be so greedy. Consider it an honor that I take interest in this puppet!” The young lad was simply furious. A thousand golden coins for that shabby lump of iron and he don't find that enough? Since when did yokels become so insatiable?
Bu Fang scrunched his brows into a frown, pursed his lips, and then let out a light sigh. ”Stop the nonsense, it is truly more than you can afford.”
Stop the nonsense my ass! The young man glared, and with the wave of a hand, summoned a large bag of golden coins. As the pouch hit the floor with a thud, a few coins fell out.
”Here's two thousand golden coins. Is that enough? My mother once said one should not be too avaricious in life.” The juvenile retorted.
Bu Fang exhaled a soft breath, extended a hand, and patted the young lad's head, ”Knock it off already. You cannot buy this thing with golden coins.”
The youngster widened his eyes, gawking at the palm Bu Fang placed over his head. He was completely dumbstruck… Since when were we this close?
Yet after that, something even more astonishing occurred. He watched as the man before him snapped his fingers. A sparking crystal then surfaced on his hand.
Bu Fang announced solemnly: ”If you want to buy it, you'll need to use this.”
Crystals… Are you freaking kidding me. How could this lump of iron be comparable to crystals?
”What are you even saying…” The youth questioned him hotly.
However, just as he opened his mouth, Bu Fang threw his hand up and flung the crystal at Whitey. The crystal made a full 360˚ twirl in the air and, with a click, dropped into the iron puppet's open stomach.
”Creak——”
Whitey's stomach closed up once more, emitting the sound of crystals being crushed. It gave everyone huddling in that circle goosebumps, including the youngster. This lump of iron really… did feast on crystals?!
”And that's why I said you can't afford it. Everyone who knows me is aware that I am the worst at bluffing.” Bu Fang patted Whitey's chubby, white belly and uttered gravely.
Then, he left the crowd with Whitey to continue his stroll.
Once Bu Fang was almost out of sight, the juvenile finally snapped back. His eyes suddenly lit up.
”Who on earth was that guy? A puppet that feeds on crystals, how remarkable! If he has crystals on him… then he's definitely not some poor peasant! Could he be some kind of puppet master invited here by First Uncle?”
”Young master Yu, this fellow is a friend of Lady Yanyu. He has been arranged to rest in a remote room…” A servant familiar with the whole story bent over to inform him.
”Ridiculous! Are these lame rooms suitable for guests? Since he is sister Yanyu's friend, he shouldn't be given such a dingy room. Which freaking moron made that decision? You, go arrange a top quality guest room for that young man, right now!” Xiao Yu was very much disturbed. He pulled a long face and scolded that servant.
That servant's face froze. He immediately hurried off with that order.
Xiao Yu put away the bag of golden coins lying on the ground, but his eyes were still sparkling. Then, he tailed Bu Fang like an obedient puppy.
”Distinguished senior, the price is still negotiable… ten crystals? Or perhaps twenty?”
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The Xiao residence loft was an older building that was there ever since the Xiao Family first moved to the Southern City. As the Xiao generation grew and its business developed in the Southern City, many buildings were subsequently demolished and rebuilt. Only this loft remained in its original state, just like the old times.