Wager

Cao Zhibai and Luo Li stood at the door with their eyes popped open and mouths agape. What was going on? Why were the two people before them discussing food in such a relaxed manner?

"Hey, Cao Zhibai, what are you staring at from over there? Go and buy two chickens. Tonight, we're making roasted chicken. Little Sister Ling said that she will be making them for me tonight." Wen Qing looked at Cao Zhibai timidly poking his head through the door and ordered him to do the marketing without being courteous.

"Ah, is that so? Sure, sure. I'll go and buy them immediately! At once!" it was clear that Wen Qing's tone was fierce, but Cao Zhibai acted as if he had received spoken instructions with great grace, and immediately headed out the door to go to town obediently to buy the ingredients necessary.

"Wait, come back here!" Wen Qing shouted from behind again.