A Cunning Duck
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"I don't think the fish should be that cheap," said Goldie, who was sitting on the King Eel's head.
"Five hundred dollars still isn't enough for you?! Da Zi and the others only earn ten bucks per month, and I'm already offering you 50 months' salaries for it. Are you trying to make me bankrupt?" said Gao Peng, raising his voice to a half-shout.
Da Zi simply hugged its 50 dollars' worth of beef jerky in a corner without a word. It licked one of them.
Goldie frowned and inclined its head to one side as if deep in thought.
"I feel like I can still make more," said Goldie. "You've always been a crafty human, Gao Peng."
"No, I'm resourceful," corrected Gao Peng.
"Five hundred dollars for one fish, you say?" the duck said.
"Yes, 500."