Translator: eunimon_ Editor: Caron_
Seeing the suspicion in Ye Wanwan’s eyes, the man asked pressingly, “You think I’m bluffing?”
Ye Wanwan shook her head and swung her purse in front of the man and laughed. “Years ago, after I hunted a brown bear weighing over thousands of pounds with my bare hands, I stripped its fur and made this purse with it.”
“Ah?” The young man looked at the purse in Ye Wanwan’s hand and was slightly stunned.
“No way…” The man rubbed his nose and was puzzled. “I’ve hunted many brown bears myself with my bare hands before… I didn’t know there are brown bears weighing over a thousand pounds…”
Ye Wanwan looked at how he was so puzzled and was so helpless; his focus was on the brown bear’s weight and nothing else.
“I’ve never seen any brown bear weighing a few thousand pounds before–most of the brown bears I’ve hunted were at most around 1300 pounds,” the man replied seriously.
“You’re something else, huh,” Ye Wanwan gave a light laugh. This person’s quite interesting.
“I’m alright. There’s a technique to hunt brown bears; it’s not very hard,” the man said.
Ye Wanwan shook her head. “What I meant was that you even brought a scale with you while you hunted brown bears.”
When he heard that, he appeared unhappy and said disgruntledly, “Girl, you’re insulting me. I don’t even need to weigh them–I know their weight with just one look.”
“Oh? How much do I weigh then?” Ye Wanwan asked casually.
The man really scanned Ye Wanwan up and down before replying confidently, “165 pounds, give or take no more than 3 pounds.”
Ye Wanwan’s face darkened in an instant. Is this man trying to make trouble on purpose…
Seeing that there wasn’t much time left, Ye Wanwan didn’t want to keep talking nonsense with this man any further and immediately turned to leave.
“Girl, aren’t you buying anything?” the man shouted from behind her.
When Ye Wanwan heard him, she considered it. Although she couldn’t tell what his goods were made of, they were beautifully made and she quite liked them. Too bad she didn’t have much money on her and had to quickly choose a birthday gift.
“It’s cheap!” Tthe man persisted and continued yelling.
Ye Wanwan paused. Without turning around, her voice instinctively rang out, “How cheap?”
Man: “100,000 for one!”
Ye Wanwan: “Goodbye!”
Man: “10,000!”
Ye Wanwan didn’t turn her head.
“1,000, I can’t go any lower!” He was desperate.
“100!” Ye Wanwan shouted back.
“Damn, is this even haggling? 100,000 to 100! This is robbery!” The man was totally stunned.
But in the next second, the man quickly shouted as if worried that she’d leave, “Fine fine, one hundred then, it’s enough for me to have dumplings… so hard making business from you girls. If not for me not making a single sale in three months, I wouldn’t even accept anything less than a hundred thousand…”
Ye Wanwan made that offer nonchalantly and didn’t expect him to actually agree to it. Surprised, she turned around swiftly and pointed at the sculpture that had caught her eye just now. “I want this, please wrap it up.”
Anyway, she wasn’t losing out and couldn’t be cheated with a hundred dollars.
“Sure!” He took out a gorgeous gift box and placed the item in it.
“Girl, what’s your name?” He asked after he received the money.
“When asking for someone else’s name, shouldn’t you tell the person your name first?” Ye Wanwan laughed.
“I’m Nameless Nie.” The man was visibly happy when he told her his name.
“Oh, I’m Famous Ye,” Ye Wanwan replied plainly.
This guy… not only is he selling fake goods, even his name’s fake, huh? Who would be called Nameless?
“What kind of weird name is this? Were you adopted?” Nameless Nie looked at Ye Wanwan, bewildered.
“I guess you were adopted too, huh!” The corners of Ye Wanwan’s lips curled upwards and she didn’t keep talking nonsense with Nameless Nie. She turned and disappeared into the street.
After Ye Wanwan left, Nameless Nie straightened his slightly crumpled denim overalls and sat next to his booth. He returned to his lazy self as he laid in a comfortable position.
“Famous Ye… interesting…” The man smiled, revealing a languid and evil expression.
“Mommy… I want this…”
At that moment, a mother with a child around the age of seven or eight appeared in front of his booth and Nameless Nie quickly stood up, “Little bro, you have good taste. This was a polar bear I hunted in the far north years ago with my bare hands… then I used its fur… eh… don’t leave!”