The Priceless Belly-Black Treasure: The Useless Mother is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 8: 8.第8章 再叫我大宝试试看

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“Ten... ten thousand...” Glancing at the two of them, he trembled. “Ten thousand gold per cup of wine, is that alright?”

Mu Xiaobao suddenly pulled out a tiny golden abacus from somewhere, muttering, “So a toast is actually this cheap, no wonder there are penalty drinks! How much is a penalty drink, Uncle?”

Fu Lingrui felt like crying. “This...”

Mu Xiaobao held the small abacus in one hand while the other skillfully flicked the beads up and down, producing a continuous, crisp clicking sound. Suddenly, thinking for a moment, he said, “Seeing how difficult this is for you, Uncle, you don't seem like a very wealthy person! Let's just call it ten toasts. Ten times ten thousand gold is...”

The pink-cheeked baby, acting like a little adult, continued to calculate incessantly. Beside him, Fu Lingrui collapsed with a thud.

“Ten is one hundred thousand gold... don't bother calculating...” Every word Fu Lingrui spoke was a struggle; that clicking sound from the abacus was like demonic music, simply unbearable.

“There's more.” Mu Xiaobao’s hand stopped. “Didn't I remind you, Uncle? Scolding a child costs money! Drinking doesn't count, because children can't drink alcohol.”

Fu Lingrui made a dying struggle, his voice drifting, “Is that so...”

Mu Xiaobao thought with a look of difficulty, “Actually, I think Uncle is a pretty good person, you even treated me to drinks! So, as for this money...”

Everyone pricked up their ears to listen.

“Let's charge by the word,” he said in a cheerful tone. “Six words is six hundred thousand gold. Not bad, right Uncle? Each word is only worth the price of one penalty drink!”

“WHAT??!!!” One by one, the subordinates' faces turned ashen, following Fu Lingrui's lead.

With a single sentence of ‘You little beast, stop talking nonsense,’ six hundred thousand gold was gone just like that! If Lord Fu found out, even if the Young Master wasn't beaten to death here, he would be beaten into a cripple upon his return.

Fu Lingrui wore a mournful expression, not daring to act out. “Do you really know how much six hundred thousand gold is?”

Mu Xiaobao’s eyes slowly curved into crescents as he smiled, his innocent cunning fully exposed. “Uncle, how much is all of this added together? Are you going to calculate it, or should Xiaobao? Dabao often says Xiaobao isn't very good at math...”

Mu Lingbo sneered repeatedly, “Try calling me Dabao again and see what happens!”

“Seven hundred and ten thousand gold!” Startled, Fu Lingrui decisively blurted out the answer. “It's seven hundred and ten thousand gold in total!”

“Small change is hard to remember, and Xiaobao's memory isn't good either.” Mu Xiaobao tapped his head with his finger as if thinking, then his eyes suddenly lit up. “Uncle, how about I give you a discount?”

Fu Lingrui showed an expression of joy and moved.

“One million gold will be enough!”

Fu Lingrui’s expression froze...

Ye Beiling lightly raised an eyebrow. Seventy-one thousand discounted to one million. This arithmetic was truly something else!

“Fine...” Fu Lingrui didn't dare utter even half of a ‘no.’ “But I didn't bring that much on me...”

Mu Xiaobao put away the golden abacus and spoke generously, “Don't worry, I know you aren't very rich, Uncle, so of course you wouldn't have that much cash. Just leave an IOU!”

Fu Lingrui did a quick calculation in his head. Once he returned to his own territory, if they dared to come for the money, it would be the perfect chance for revenge.

*What fools. Who told you to use a child to extort me!*

“A-Si!” Fu Lingrui immediately roared, “Go buy brush, ink, paper, and inkstone immediately!”

Without a word, one subordinate mounted a horse and sped off into the distance, not daring to delay for a single moment.

Fu Lingrui silently stared at the man and woman, who were still pretending not to know each other! They had clearly planned this to fleece him!

With such high martial cultivation, of all things they could do, they chose to be bandits! If they had just intercepted him and robbed him from the start, it would have been over; this whole act was simply irrational!