Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 113

Xue Yu wrinkled his pants and his cheeks flushed: "Why are all the tasks like this?"

[This is the task assigned by the world planner.] Hidden means that it has nothing to do with it. It is only responsible for issuing it.

Since Xue Yu really needs clues now, he took a few deep breaths to calm his trembling mind, automatically eliminated the other two options, and analyzed the feasibility of normal tasks one by one.

Cooking dinner for Lin Baiyue and asking Ning Yao to take the initiative to give a hundred silver coins are both difficult.

He just went to Lin Baiyue's house in the morning, and went again only half a day later. No matter how you look at it, it seems that he has bad suspicions.

As for the latter, Ning Yao would never give him. On the basis of his own financial difficulties, how could he give out a hundred silver coins to someone who put him in this situation?

But the others...

Xue Yu secretly glanced at the other two options, and his eyelashes fluttered a few times.

Ning Yao prepared the ingredients in the kitchen, set up the chopping board, and walked out of the door. He saw Xue Yu, who was sitting beside the kang, looking down at his toes. He didn't know what he was thinking, and the half of his face that was exposed was red and small.

Ning Yao retracted his gaze and acted indifferent.

He took out a clean basket from under the table, gently lifted it up, and turned to walk to the door.

It was not until he opened the door that the creaking sound of decay finally attracted the attention of Xue Yu on the kang. He propped himself up and looked over.

"Where are you going?"

Ning Yao glanced at him lightly: "Picking tea fruit."

The output of the oil pressing factory requires a large amount of tea fruit, and thus also requires labor to pick tea fruit. Once people living in the slums are short of money, they will go to pick tea fruit, and the factory owner will settle their wages according to the quantity.

Ning Yao usually goes to the mountains to pick tea fruit after hunting in the morning.

Xue Yu asked in a low voice: "You just came back from the market, are you busy again?"

Ning Yao's eyebrows were indifferent, and he didn't answer directly: "Otherwise how can I pay your annual fee of 50,000."

People who were expelled to the slums by the little prince not only had their status reduced to slaves, but also had to find ways to pay 50,000 silver coins every year. The little prince called it protection money, but in fact, no one would know if they died.

If you choose not to pay, you will be beaten to death immediately. If you choose to pay, you will have to work all year round without a break.

This is the little prince's revenge on the man who rejected him.

Xue Yu chose to play dumb again. He took small steps over and gently pulled Ning Yao's sleeve: "Can I go with you?"

Before the man asked, Xue Yu raised his eyelashes with trembling hands, and put on a sincere look: "I forgot what I did to you before, but it must have been something bad. I want to compensate you a little."

Ning Yao was stunned, and his mood was subtle again.

Without waiting for him to speak, Xue Yu slowly revealed his true purpose: "But can you give me some silver coins after you pick them? I want to buy something, and I'm short of a hundred silver coins..."