Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

The old man gave Zhang Xingwang an awkward but polite smile, skipped the part about wild boar, and started to introduce the smoked pheasant. After a few dry words, he couldn't help but asked cautiously:

"Well... for wild boars, the price should be calculated based on whether they are alive or not. After all, we brought them here from far away..."

Zhang Xingwang found that chatting with these three people was bad for his lungs. In order to prevent his lungs from being damaged, he quickly replied:

"Just as you say."

After saying this, he looked at the old man's completely recovered shrewd look and continued in a predetermined tone:

"I'm sure you've already weighed the weight. We still have some trust in each other. Just tell me the number. Hurry up and I'll go get the things..."

After saying that, looking at the old man's timid look and awkward look, he asked jokingly:

"It's not your style, is it?

The old man listened but didn't reply, and he looked like he was struggling. The woman couldn't help but complain:

"I weighed it when I caught it, and it weighed 213 pounds. I've kept it for so many days, and it seems to be getting thinner every day. I don't know when you will come, so I haven't weighed it again..."

After the old man heard what his daughter-in-law said, he no longer had to worry about it. He rubbed his hands embarrassedly and agreed:

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, little brother. Why don't we weigh it now? We have all the weapons with us."

As he spoke, he kicked the man who was standing there sighing, and the two of them began to weigh the items enthusiastically. Seeing that the old man was out of breath, Zhang Xingwang hurried over to lend a hand so as not to tire the old man out.

The weight of 193 kilograms shown on the scale bar indicates that this wild boar does not seem to be very satisfied with its recent life...

The man and the woman looked at the scale with despair, feeling that all their hard work over the past ten days had been in vain.

It’s not a big deal that he was a hunter and had to change his job to collect grass for pigs, but this pig was obviously full of food every day, so how could it have lost so much weight? This pig is really disappointing.

It has absolutely no sense of shame. How can it justify its hard work? The man even said to the old man who claimed to be a businessman in a bad mood:

"Dad, I'll listen to my wife when I go out next time. Anyway, I won't listen to you anymore."

Zhang Xingwang looked at the old man with a face full of disbelief, and he guessed that this time he would completely become the family brother at home.

Seeing the old man's distraught look, Zhang Xingwang couldn't bear it, so he turned into a conscientious businessman and said casually:

"Hey, the price of meat has gone up recently. Do you have any opinions on the price? How about we raise it a little bit?"

The old man regained some spirit after hearing this, and a familiar shrewd look appeared on his face. In an instant, he turned into an expression of "I'm waiting for you to speak first" and said:

"We are all open-minded people. The market price has indeed increased a lot recently. The previous price is no longer acceptable. Just name a price and we can discuss it..."

Zhang Xingwang thought it made sense, but he realized that he only knew that the price of meat had increased recently, but he didn’t know the exact price, not to mention that this was wild boar meat with skin and bones, who knows how much it cost per pound recently…

Thinking that since I am now a simple person with a lot of money, I can afford to spend thirty or fifty bucks, I asked the old man:

"I haven't inquired recently. Since this is wild boar, how about raising the price to 80 cents per pound? The price of pheasant should also be 80 cents. By the way, do you know how much wild boar meat costs recently?"

After hearing this, the old man muttered something, his eyes began to move wildly, and finally he said weakly:

“I don’t know either…”, “Eighty cents will do…”

The woman's sonorous voice sounded at the same time as the old man's. The old man opened his mouth to say something, but the man, who was laughing so hard that his teeth were showing, said directly:

“I listened to my wife. We haven’t even left the village recently, so how can we know if the price has increased or not?

Dad, you should listen to her, otherwise mom will…"

The old man was immediately furious at this inhuman remark, and he pointed at the man and said "you you you" for a long time without being able to utter a complete sentence...

The next thing was easy. The six pheasants weighed 21 kilograms, and together with the wild boar, the total was 214 kilograms, which cost 171 yuan.

It was even easier when doing the math. Zhang Xingwang, who was average at math, pointed a flashlight at the ground and scratched it with a branch. It took him a while to figure it out. It wasn't that it was difficult, but the ground was not smooth, which seriously affected his performance.

After Zhang Xingwang told her the amount, the woman looked at the man who was looking up at the moon, then looked at the old man who was counting on his fingers and looking at the formula on the ground. She showed a familiar serious expression, waved her hand, and said to Zhang Xingwang in a deep voice with a stern face:

"I calculated the same as you!"

Then, Zhang Xingwang went to the big rock with a flashlight to get the thing, amid the old man's regretful expression.

After smoking a cigarette under a tree, Zhang Xingwang strolled back with the sack on his back. Before he even got to the old man, he heard him arguing with the couple:

"You two are not much better than me if I say I'm unreliable. You just agreed to it when someone asked you to do it?"

The woman replied in a calm tone:

"I think 80 cents is a good deal, and I don't know the market price. Besides, you don't know it either!"

"You can't just agree to it. I was just backing off to advance. I asked for a high price but now I'm willing to pay you back. I'm going to argue with him for a while and then ask for a higher price to see what he says. What if he raises the price? You don't understand business matters..."

"What if they think it's too expensive and don't want it? How long will we keep it? Anyway, I don't want to cut grass for pigs anymore..."

"Eight cents is fine, but there's also the matter of settling accounts. I haven't even finished settling accounts yet, so why did you agree? How come I didn't know when you became so good at settling accounts?

You can’t do business like this, you have to be more meticulous when you need to be. When I was a kid, I learned from the shopkeeper for a few days. There is a lot to learn about doing business…”

After hearing this, the woman replied nonchalantly:

"They have never made a mistake in their calculations so many times. When my mother left home, she told me to trust them, even if it means we suffer a little loss."

"I'm not afraid that he will cheat us, what if he is wrong?"

"Dad, every time we went to collect grass for the pigs and set traps, you said you wanted to do the math. You've done the math so many times, and not once was it wrong.

Besides, how long will it take for you to finish calculating? I haven't eaten for a whole day and I'm almost starving to death."

The old man felt ashamed after hearing this. He could only stamp his feet in anger and frantically wink at the man, hoping that the man would come out and support him or something.

The man who was concentrating on appreciating the moon looked at his wife's "horrifying" eyes, his mouth twitched, and he turned his head and whispered to the old man:

"I think this matter should be decided by my mother and my wife. Everything was settled when my mother left..."