A Lai shrugged, feigning helplessness. "Honestly, I don't know."
Hanh Hanh asked, puzzled, "You don't know? Then why did you make such a fuss?"
A Lai replied, "Well, I do know that the answer lies in the heads of these two dolls. If you take them home and open the back of their heads, you'll find out."
Hanh Hanh, still skeptical, pulled out twenty yuan from her pocket.
A Lai shook his head.
She then took out another ten yuan.
A Lai shook his head again.
Frustrated, Hanh Hanh took out two fifty-yuan bills.
A Lai smiled and shook his head once more.
Just as Hanh Hanh was about to take out another two fifty-yuan bills, a cold, stern voice interrupted them.
"Boasting, guessing people's thoughts, making it sound like some mystical trick—what a crafty street swindler," the voice said.
A Lai turned around to see an older woman holding two bottles of drinks as she walked toward them from the crowd.
A Lai sized her up. She could be described as a mature woman who still retained some of her youthful charm. She was simple yet elegant, with a high, cold demeanor.
The older woman, clearly annoyed, said, "I'll open them right now. Tell me how much you want. If they're not what she was thinking, what will you do?"
A Lai shrugged again and smiled. "What do you want me to do? Chill out with some cold tofu?"
The older woman's face turned pale with anger. She snapped, "Enough nonsense! If you're wrong, stop scamming people here and pack up your things!"
"Pack up?" A Lai said, trying to calm her down. "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."
He pretended to be clueless and began reaching into his pants...
After fumbling around for a moment, he suddenly pulled out two eggs and rolled them on the cloth covering his stall.
"Haha..." The crowd erupted in laughter.
A Lai, acting as if no one was watching, cracked the eggs open and handed one to Hanh Hanh. "Hungry? Go ahead and eat. Don't worry, they're clean! They're even five-spice flavored."
Then, to prevent her from choking, he took out a magazine, rolled it up, and pulled out a bottle of mineral water from it, opening the cap and handing it to her.
"Wow, that's impressive," someone in the crowd exclaimed.
The older woman snatched the mineral water from him and handed her own drink to Hanh Hanh. "Let's go, Hanh Hanh. Don't bother with this guy. A young man like him, already learning these tricks to deceive people and take advantage of them."
"He's not bad. He didn't do anything to me. Wu Ma, why do you have to say that about him?" Hanh Hanh finally couldn't hold back her frustration and complained.
Wu Ma, the older woman, patiently explained, "Those two stuffed dolls are just cheap trinkets. You almost gave him two hundred yuan for them, and he didn't even refuse. If that's not a scam, what is?"
"People like him make a living by tricking young girls out of their money," someone in the crowd chimed in.
...
"Are you done talking?" A Lai asked. "Has everyone had their say?"
"Did I ever mention a price?" he retorted angrily, glaring at the crowd.
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God's Descent in the Magical City
Paranormal"God's Descent in the Magical City" is an action-packed and fantasy-filled novel that tells the story of a regular individual named A Lai who gains the power of the Thunder God after being attacked and buried alive. In a life-or-death experience, A...
