Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 55 There is news about the puppy

"Hey, you still know about the indenture contract?" Shen Xing was surprised and looked at the weasel.

Although Wong Tai Sin is a "celebrity" in tomb-robbing folk novels, he is, after all, a wild beast in reality. No matter how smart a beast is, it is still different from humans. Shen Xing was very curious about how the weasel knew about the "indenture", so he asked.

The weasel's eyes rolled around, trying to find an excuse to trick the human in front of him.

Seeing it like this, Shen Xing sneered:
"You are such a cunning little fellow. I don't care how you knew that, but now that you have killed so many chickens in Uncle Wu's house, you have committed a crime. You have destroyed their property, so you have to pay compensation."

"Since you know what 'indenture' means, I won't waste my words." While Shen Xing was communicating with the weasel mentally, he looked at Wu Bo and gave him a look. The latter understood and nodded secretly.

Upon hearing Shen Xing's words, the weasel became visibly panicked.

Sure enough, it then heard Shen Xing asking Uncle Wu how much the lost chickens were worth in total.
Uncle Wu took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, tore open the cigarette case, shook out a Changbai Mountain cigarette from it, and then took out a lighter from his trouser pocket. He held the cigarette butt in his mouth, lit it with the lighter, and then took two puffs, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and said with great sadness:

"Seven or eight chickens, worth a lot of money."

Shen Xing suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth and laughed secretly in his heart.

This Wu Bo's acting skills are good, more realistic than the young handsome guys in the entertainment industry. It's a pity that he didn't go to Hengdian to film.

The weasel couldn't understand what Uncle Wu said and could only guess what he meant from his facial reaction.

It squeaked at Shen Xing, its little eyes rolling around, looking very cunning.

When Shen Xing saw the weasel like this, he was secretly surprised. This Huang Daxian was indeed extremely intelligent and cunning, and more like a human than other wild animals.

He then winked at Uncle Wu and deliberately asked:

"Uncle, tell me how much these chickens cost, and I'll help Wong Tai Sin pay for them for you."

"Five hundred for one chicken, four thousand for eight chickens, that's ten thousand yuan for you." Uncle Wu held up five fingers and replied without blushing or beating his heart.

You are such a good uncle! You asked for a high price and then bargained back!
"Uncle, it has to be you!" Shen Xing glanced at Uncle Five and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Then, he said indignantly:
"Uncle, don't go too far!"

"What? A chicken costs five hundred yuan? Is this made of gold or silver?" Shen Xing said as he looked at the weasel.

The weasel was cunning by nature. It knew that Shen Xing said that to it on purpose. It bared its teeth and looked indignant, but when it met the fierce gaze of the lynx, it immediately became timid.

It is not afraid of Shen Xing, but it is afraid of the fat lynx. This big cat is its natural enemy throughout its life.

I could clearly guess that those two humans were fooling me, but I had no way to stop them.

Escape? No escape.

beat? Can't beat it.

I had no choice but to endure it unwillingly.

Seeing the weasel suddenly wilted, Shen Xing showed a look of satisfaction, and he struck while the iron was hot.

"Uncle, please be more flexible. Ten thousand dollars is too much. Even if we sell our Wong Tai Sin, we can't get that much money."

When Uncle Wu heard this, he also thought it made sense, and he smiled happily and replied:

"That's true, then let's make it 20,000 yuan!"

"Xiao Huang, you owe me 20,000 yuan, did you hear me? Work hard for me in the future." Shen Xing narrowed his eyes and translated Uncle Wu's words. The weasel didn't understand human money, but it was useless even if it understood. The lynx's claws were on its neck. Let alone 20,000 yuan, it would have to admit it even if it was 2 million!

Don't obey? Don't pay? The lynx will open its bloody mouth, bite you with its fangs, and swallow you in one gulp!
Which one should I choose, life or indenture?
Wong Tai Sin is so smart and the most human-like, so it is natural that he has to choose fate.

"It's only natural to pay back debts. You've caused such a big disaster. If you don't give me an explanation, you won't be able to leave my uncle's house." Shen Xing stared at the weasel and put away the stern look on his face.

This is a reminder and also a warning.

A reminder to the weasel, everything in the world has cause and effect, you reap what you sow. You, Huang Daxian, bit so many chickens to death in Uncle Wu’s family, you have to compensate for these losses!

If you don’t compensate, you’ll die here today!

The weasel secretly glanced at the shovel in Uncle Wu's hand, then looked at the lynx's mouth full of ferocious fangs, and it couldn't help shivering.

It held its two little paws to its chest and nodded to show that it agreed.

Shen Xing saw that the yellow-skinned man didn't play tricks this time, and knew that he had succeeded in fooling people. He curled the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile:

"Uncle Wu, Huang Daxian has agreed. I will transfer the 20,000 yuan to you via WeChat later. Huang Daxian will stay in my house to work until the money is paid off."

Of course, I didn’t really transfer the money. I just said it to the weasel.

"Okay, nephew, I'll listen to you." Wu Bole laughed. It was quite interesting to follow Shen Xing to fool the yellow-skinned man.

"Nephew, aren't you afraid that it will run away?" At this time, Uncle Wu thought of something, pointed at the weasel, and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay. Xiao Lin is here. He can't run away." Shen Xing smiled slightly.

As for this little weasel, even a big dragon can deal with it, let alone the fat lynx, not to mention that he has a great god in his family - the tiger mom!
"Uncle Wu, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go back first."

Shen Xing greeted Uncle Wu and gave Fat Lynx a look. The Fat Lynx understood what he meant, opened its mouth, bit the back of the weasel's neck, held it in the air, and walked out of Uncle Wu's house, swaying it so much that the weasel's eyes saw stars.

Wong Tai Sin completely lost the will to escape and could only let the fat lynx do whatever it wanted.

A man, one beast, and a "kidnapped" little beast were walking side by side on the road.

"When you get back to my house, be good and don't think about running away, or you will suffer the consequences." Shen Xing laughed and glanced at the weasel.

The weasel had a cunning look on his face, with his little eyes rolling around.

"Squeak?" The weasel suddenly thought of something and communicated with Shen Xing mentally: It asked Shen Xing, a human being, how could he communicate with it smoothly?

"Secret." Shen Xing narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly.

"Squeak!"

"By the way, let me ask you something. Have you ever seen a puppy?"

At this time, Shen Xing seemed to have thought of something. He took out the small blanket from his pocket and asked the weasel with expectant eyes.

The weasel moved its nose slightly and sniffed the blanket from a meter away.

It smelled a familiar smell of urine.

Wong Tai Sin nodded and squeaked.

(End of this chapter)