Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

Qin Niangzi stood at the entrance of the cave dwelling, her eyes fixed on the peddler.

His face was full of sorrow.

After a long pause, she spoke, her voice melodious yet filled with indescribable sorrow:

"You heartless man, you've finally decided to show your face."

The peddler's expression flickered, and he stopped smiling.

She just gestured towards Zhou He, probably trying to imply to Qin Niangzi that there was someone else by her side.

"Didn't you say that there was nothing in your life you couldn't tell people?"

Qin Niangzi wore a mocking smile, but her sorrow remained.

"Well, let's talk about this later, there's still business to be done."

The peddler tried to stall.

But it seems that Madam Qin has no intention of giving him that chance.

He looked Zhou He up and down and said:

"You're also trying to scam a meat smuggler out to carry wild game? Whose meat are you selling it to?"

Zhou He frowned but didn't say anything.

The peddler quickly waved his hand and said:

"Our business is our business, don't talk nonsense. There's absolutely no deception between me and Young Master Zhou... Brother Zhou in our business dealings."

Lady Qin chuckled softly, flicking her water sleeves:

"Is there really no deception at all? Mr. Chen, take your hands out of your sleeves."

At this point, Madam Qin looked at Zhou He again:

"Look at our Master Chen, no wonder he was able to accomplish such great things. He's as slippery as an eel, who could catch him!"

Zhou He realized what was happening.

It seems the peddler was trying to escape and was using some trick, but Qin Niangzi discovered him.

The peddler's face looked even worse than when he was haggling with Boss Liu in the cave:

"Madam Qin, is it really necessary to say this face to face?"

Lady Qin, her water sleeves concealing her embroidered mouth, chuckled softly and said:

"My lord Chen, I should give you face and, as usual, come to meet you secretly at night and whisper something in your ear..."

At this point, the peddler's expression changed several times. He interrupted Madam Qin and said urgently:

"Something happened?"

Instead of answering directly, Lady Qin suddenly said:

"People die for wealth, birds die for food; people in this world are always busy and preoccupied with trivial matters."

In the end, he even started singing in a high-pitched voice.

After finishing his song, he didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Zhou looked at the peddler, who was clicking his teeth, probably thinking about something.

"Mr. Chen, that's not quite right."

Zhou He slowly opened his mouth and said something leisurely.

The peddler completely ignored him, circled around a few times, stomped his foot angrily, as if he had made up his mind, and said:

"Damn it, whatever, it probably won't be that fast anyway."

Zhou He had seen this look before, on a certain gambler.

Greed, wishful thinking, madness!

After a moment's thought, Zhou He spoke directly:

"Mr. Chen, you didn't mention you have any other commitments. Are you suggesting we either call it quits?"

"How do you expect me to pay?! I've already carried the meat on my back, you think I'd just throw it away?"

The peddler's eyes turned fierce in an instant, and he continued:

"Business will continue, meat delivery will continue, and I will pay the remaining balance as promised."

Zhou He shifted to a more relaxed posture. The fat on his back wasn't light. Although his physical condition had improved a lot since he went out, standing like this for so long was still a bit tiring.

After changing his position, Zhou He smiled:

"The price we agreed on before has to be changed now."

The peddler's eyes hardened, and his hand, hidden in his sleeve, seemed to be groping for something.

Zhou and his eyes met directly.

"Of course, Mr. Chen could also try to find another sex worker to work with. Such a big deal is something I, a mere sex worker, am afraid I can't handle."

Before he finished speaking, the ruthless look in the peddler's eyes suddenly disappeared.

He still had that sly smile, and his voice had returned to its familiar tone as he said:

"Don't bother two people with one matter, Zhou brothers. Rest assured, my business is my business, and our business is our business."

"But I didn't explain it to you clearly before, and it was indeed unfair of me. So, I'll return the 200 I received earlier to you as a bonus."

When he said this, he shook his head hypocritically, as if he had made a great decision.

Zhou He smiled even more broadly. He had a rough idea of ​​the peddler's predicament, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he said leisurely:

"Mr. Chen, you know who I am. Do you think I'm short of two hundred yuan?"

The peddler knew he wouldn't get past this hurdle without paying a hefty price.

But asking him to give up this deal felt like tearing his heart out!

"Enough, enough, people die for money! Look, Young Master Zhou, let me be clear, this deal is very important to me, and I can't do without you."

At this point, the peddler paused, a hint of regret in his voice, and continued:

"I won't go back on the information we agreed on earlier. If you want anything else, that's fine too."

Zhou He didn't go along with him, but said directly:

"No matter how good the things are, you have to be alive to enjoy them, am I right, Mr. Chen?"

The peddler, seemingly lost in thought, circled around a couple more times before finally deciding to pull something out of his sleeve.

That's a heart.

Zhou and He recognized him.

Although it had shriveled up to the size of a fist and seemed to be covered with a thick layer of yellow mud, Zhou He could still recognize it.

The heart, in humans.

Not just because he touched it with his own hands when he was in school, but also because that heart is still beating.

It jumps extremely slowly, and with each jump, a little bit of the yellow clay shell falls off, and there are already quite a few cracks on it.

Zhou He sniffed and smelled a sweet scent.

"This was given to me by someone who was born from a grave. If I eat it, it will save my life and allow me to die in their place."

Zhou's pupils contracted.

To save one's life and take someone else's place?

Does this mean that this job is truly life-threatening?

and.

Even if Zhou He didn't understand this world, he could still guess—

Something that can save your life or take your place is definitely not a common item!

"Mr. Chen, I can't take this job!"

After saying that, Zhou He turned around and went back into the cave.

joke!

I made this special trip to find a way to survive or escape this world.

Are you telling me now that I'm really going to die?

Moreover, they provided life-saving items in advance, which seemed like a huge investment, but Zhou He wasn't stupid!

"Hey, hey, young master Zhou, old master Zhou, don't rush, don't rush, there's more..."

The peddler was in a hurry.

The urgency made Zhou even more certain that this shipment could not be delivered.

But he still stopped in his tracks.

The peddler was a good businessman. A good businessman knows what customers want and what their pain points are.

How can he convince himself?

The peddler approached Zhou He with a fawning smile and said:

"Young Master Zhou, I know you're not short of money, but road permits are hard to come by."

As he spoke, he moved even closer and said:

"I'll take care of your initial steps."

"Mr. Chen, all this talk is useless. Just tell me the truth: how dangerous is it really?"

Zhou He remained calm.

The peddler, probably truly at his wit's end, pulled Zhou He off the ridge and into a secluded spot, where he slowly began to speak:

"It's not a big deal. You know, we peddlers are the best at finding and appraising treasures."

The weight of the flesh behind Zhou He made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

He simply leaned against the cliff wall, cushioned the meat behind him, and continued watching the peddler.

"When you're good at appraising treasures, sometimes you inevitably see something amazing and get incredibly tempted, right?"

The peddler seemed a little embarrassed as he rubbed his hands together.

Zhou He noticed something amiss and said:

"You're probably not just itching to do it, you're itching to actually do it, aren't you?"