The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 349 - 338: Potion

Chapter 349: Chapter 338: Potion

Manbao hugged her blanket and drifted into a drowsy sleep, unaware that someone light-years away was waiting for a message of her relenting.

Yet, as he waited and waited, he still didn’t receive an email about her lowering the price.

Buyer: ...

When Manbao woke up the next day, she first habitually checked her money box and points, then glanced at her inbox. She saw that Doctor D still hadn’t replied to her message, and the sale post she had put up on the forum was still lacking a buyer.

Manbao sighed and had no choice but to log off and head to school.

She thought to herself that if really no one was interested in buying the sparrows, though that person was both pushing down the price and impolite, she could still sell to him and buy her mother’s medication first.

After getting washed and dressed, Manbao headed over to the main courtyard to look for something to eat when she heard a coughing sound coming from the legitimate wife’s room.

Manbao looked over to see Junior Ms. Qian pulling her into the kitchen and saying, "Hurry up and eat your breakfast, then go to your classes."

"Mom is coughing."

"The weather’s changing. It’s not just your mom; your Second Sister-in-law isn’t feeling well either. Your elder brother will head to the market in a bit to get medicine for them. School is important for you; you don’t need to worry about these things."

Ms. Qian’s health was poor, and every year when the seasons changed, especially autumn to winter, she was most susceptible to getting sick. The Zhou Family had grown accustomed to it.

Manbao lowered her head to eat her egg, planning that if she still couldn’t sell the two birds by noon, she would initiate contact with the rude United University research institute; she had to get at least 220,000 so she could buy the medicine.

Manbao decided on her course of action and sped up eating. As soon as she finished, she put down her utensils and went to grab her Small Book Box.

Junior Ms. Qian couldn’t help but stick her head out to look around. Zhou Xi was feeding the chickens some chopped vegetables. Seeing this, she lifted her head and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"I just feel that Manbao is acting strange today."

"Probably because Mom is sick."

"Maybe." Junior Ms. Qian withdrew her gaze and told Zhou Xi, "Cutting that much is enough. Later on, chase the chickens up the back hill. There are plenty of seeds and bugs there. Leave some for them to eat in the evening."

In her heart, Manbao had already planned to concede, but it wasn’t until after school at noon that she had the time to handle it seriously. However, a certain person light-years away had waited all night and all morning without receiving any messages.

He checked the forum post again and saw that it had sunk to the bottom, but its owner had not reposted it to bring it back up, seemingly indifferent to its fate.

The procurement officer from the United University research institute had to admit, he had miscalculated.

After much hesitation, he still sent an email, "Three hundred thousand is too expensive. How about we split the difference, two hundred and fifty thousand?"

Manbao packed up her books and walked out of the classroom with a solemn face, then approached the kitchen to retrieve her bowl.

Junior Ms. Qian glanced at her briefly, confirming once again, yes, today Manbao was indeed acting very strange.

With a serious expression, Manbao greeted Junior Ms. Qian and carried her bowl away. She deliberately found a secluded place behind the school, sat down, and while eating, she discussed inwardly with Keke, "What do you think, should I insist on the three hundred thousand, or should I yield?"

"What does the host think?"

Manbao bit her chopstick and thought, "If he doesn’t agree and won’t buy it, then I can’t get my mom her medication today."

After a long silence, Keke said, "Since he has already given his bottom line, how about the host first tries it. If that doesn’t work, it’s okay to be flexible."

Manbao blinked and asked, "What does ’be flexible’ mean?"

"It means to be patient in adversity and assert one’s ambitions when the time is right," Keke explained. "For the host, ’flexibility’ is enduring the humiliation that comes with backing down."

"Isn’t that just having a thick skin?" Manbao astutely remarked.

Keke fell silent.

Manbao thought for a moment while biting her chopstick, then tentatively replied, "Three hundred thousand is too little. There are two sparrows here, not just one."

The other party immediately answered, "Our budget is also limited. Two hundred and fifty thousand really is our limit."

Manbao replied irritably, "Two hundred and eighty thousand!"

The other party was silent and didn’t respond.

Manbao anxiously waited, and then something came to her mind. She quickly sent another email, "I sold one for two hundred thousand to someone else just a few days ago. Now you’re getting two for only two hundred and eighty thousand, isn’t that a great deal?"

"You sold to someone else? Didn’t your forum post say you only have two? Who bought from you?"

Seeing this instant reply, Manbao finally felt she had the upper hand. Right, that was the way to do it—people on their side seemed to care a lot about her selling the same items to others.

She had sensed this concern when she previously sold the caterpillars.

Manbao happily replied, "Because she’s a regular customer of mine. She mentioned wanting to buy the sparrows, so I caught two more. That’s why I posted them for sale on the forum."

The people at the United University research institute hadn’t expected someone to beat them to the punch. In research, not just being a day or two behind, but even a moment could make a huge difference.

If they published their research just after someone else, the credit would go to the other party.

Timing was crucial!

He didn’t hesitate anymore and responded at once, "Alright, two hundred and eighty thousand it is. I’ll place the order now. Send me the items."

Manbao excitedly waved her little fist and asked Keke to send the two birds from the system to the other party, then eagerly watched her total points in the system.

With a ding, the total points scrolled, slowly changing from 780,000 to 1,037,800.

Manbao froze and asked, "Keke, is this number wrong?"

"No mistake. Host, have you forgotten? I also take a service fee."

"Oh," Manbao remembered that, aside from transactions in the mall, she had to pay Keke a commission for deals with the encyclopedia and forum.

However, Manbao was still very happy. She immediately clicked on the mall, went straight to the shopping cart, and looked at the tube of green medicine. Her small fingertip trembled a bit, but she firmly clicked the purchase button.

Her fingertip clicked twice in succession, and the points instantly dropped to 32,001, then a tube of faintly green medication lay within the system.

During the afternoon classes, Manbao was as restless as if she had needles under her seat.

Mr. Zhuang caught a glimpse of his fidgety disciple, retrieved the teaching cane from under the desk, and took a step forward.

Keke couldn’t help but give a warning, "Host ..."

Manbao looked up just in time to meet Mr. Zhuang’s admonishing gaze. She immediately sat still, not daring to make a move and regretting deeply that she had spent too long haggling at noon, so much so that she hadn’t had time to go home after purchasing the medicine.

Manbao endured until school was dismissed. As soon as Mr. Zhuang stepped out the door, she threw her books into the Small Book Box, slung it on her back, and ran towards home as fast as she could.

Bai Shanbao, who reached the bridgehead just in time, was able to wave her arm in greeting only to see Manbao dash off like a wild pony.

Bai Shanbao’s raised hand stiffened, and she turned to ask Daji, "Why is Manbao in such a rush?"

Daji smiled, "Who told you not to inform her of your return? See, the little ship of friendship can’t stand the test, can it?"