Emperor's Cunning Wife

That Zhang guy, what the f*ck did he taught these kids?

"Then this one thanks you for the good news. Ttake these buns as my payment for the fortune telling."

The man was all over the moon as he shoved the oil paper in Brother Qian's hands

Pui-

There was a sound of someone choking.

Brother Qian soothed Ning Lou's back. "Drink slowly. No one's going to steal that away from you." There was a playful smile on his face contrary to his mood a little while ago.

The client's rowdy laughter echoed. Slender Xiu also joined in, while the other one was obviously sulking.

Ning Lou patted her throat and glared at them.

"Alright. Hahahaha…I'll leave…Goodbye!" He was a man of few words so after getting his fortune read, he bid them goodbye with a big smile. His good mood drew a line of clients. After all, everyone likes to know their future, more so if it is good.

Brother Qian and Slender Xiu folded their sleeves and rubbed their hands together after placing the buns inside the basket. The other one also did the same albeit with reluctance, their eyes burning with eagerness.

Ning Lou: "…."

Why does she have a feeling that this was some sort of scheme?

Watching the Brother Qian and the rest getting busier than the shops and stalls around, Ning Lou was flabbergasted by how many people fell fools to the three's bootl.i.c.k.i.n.g skills.

So that was the purpose of those baskets!

As the number of satisfied clients leaving increased, so did the loots on the basket. There were even chickens tied the foot of their stools pecking Ning Lou's feet. Even the old couple was gratified because of the shop's sudden surge of customers. Four steaming bowls of noodles and pairs of chopsticks were delivered in their table to express their thanks. The three of them quickly ate under the watchful gazes of the crowd. Ning Lou watched her portion and suddenly had the urge to find a refuge in case the heavens sent some bolts of lightning and burnt the lying profiteers into ashes.

"Little Flower quickly eat otherwise the noodles will get cold." Slender Xiu said in between chewing and gulping the noodles inside his mouth.

Ning Lou whose face was sprayed by saliva: "…."

Brother Qian let down his food and placed the clean chopsticks on Ning Lou's hands, "Come on eat, you're too thin." He encouraged her with food in his mouth

She watched a strand of noodle landed on her chin and dark clouds gathered in her forehead, and even before the third one spoke, she intercepted him.

"Don't speak!" She gritted her teeth at the third apprentice direction.

The third one then closed his mouth when he felt how she stared at him like he owed her tons of money. He was going to say if she doesn't like to eat the noodles, he can finish it for her, after all wasting food was wasting life. Jeering, he quickly wolfed down his remaining noodles.

Ning Lou wiped her face and also begun to eat the noodles with elegance. Her manner was like a lone flower amidst the cow dungs.

When the four finally satisfied their bellies and had a sip of water. The fortune telling resumed and rounds of flattering and bootl.i.c.k.i.n.g started again. Ning Lou covered her ears because she couldn't take any more of their nonsense.

"Brother Qian, I am going to stroll around the marketplace." She said and disappeared leaving behind a trail of dust.

Brother Qian with his mouth in the midst of saying something: "…"

He stood up and hurriedly spotted Little Flower's figure not far and sighed with relief.

"Aiya, Little monk, this aunt is in a hurry. Can you read my fortune and tell me if my daughter will bear a son." The middle aged woman said snapping Brother Qiao's attention.

Brother Qian was in charge of marriage and family, Slender Xiu was tackling business and career and the other one was relaying the deceased' messages to the client with a straight face.

"Alright Aunty, but this one initially thought that Aunty was still a maiden…..blah…blah…blah…" Brother Qian fired another barrages of sweet talk which made the middle aged woman blushed. A purse full of coins soon appeared on his hand and its content was like a fuel igniting Brother Qian's mouth combat ability.

Ning Lou put away the curious look on her face and searched for a shop that sells clothes.

Stopping in front a decent one, she stepped inside and scanned the room. Soon, a young man clad in the shop's uniform came, but stopped after giving her a few glances.

"We are not a charity. You better find some place elsewhere to beg." The man chided with irritation and turned his head to return to the counter.

"Who said I came here to beg? I will buy clothes." Ning Lou retorted and tossed the purse full of coins in the air producing exciting sounds to the young man's ears.

The young man reluctantly turned his head back and fixed his eyes on her purse. Her roguish behaviour contradicts the holiness of her attire. The server never believed that this person would have enough money on him.

"This one bets that even if you have money, you won't be able to afford a set of clothes." The server said snickering at her appearance.

"Then how much does a set cost?" Ning Lou asked and curiously examined the clothes displayed on one corner.

The server crossed his arms and evaluate Ning Lou's pouch, "The cheapest set cost a silver. If you don't have much of that then scram otherwise customers will think that there are some evil spirits plaguing this shop." Poisonous words came out from his mouth causing Ning Lou to raise her eyebrows.

Initially, she just wanted to be a good citizen and not do any unlawful deeds because she was wearing the temple's uniform but after hearing such rude remarks from this ugly guy, her mouth turned bitter, and when her mouth turns bitter it needed sweet candies to wash down the aftertaste.

Ning Lou looked at the server as if he was a sweet candy.

The server felt his hairs stood.