Hello, Mr Werewolf.

Chapter 16: Selling Meat

‘I will, it's just that it's already hard to find the kids outside, so I can only go after the town, but it's not good to do it with Burin here ......’ sighed Glas.

‘Hmph, these damn knights, in the last epoch were a group of annoying guys, not only did they cause those grown-ups no small amount of trouble, even I also suffered a lot, but the heavens are fair, those incredibly powerful grown-ups disappeared one by one, instead, it was me who was not so eye-catching back then, who has stayed on until now.’ That voice looked like it was falling into memories.

‘Then what should we do?’

‘Oh ...... it's simple, just need to wait a bit, those knights will always leave one day, at that time is when we act.’

‘Can't be too high profile either, those constables are still not easy to deal with.’ Glass nodded, and then remembered what a few of his men had just reported, and muttered, ‘Bayek ...... is a strange place, should we send someone to take a look?’

‘It's better not to look for more trouble, there are unknown powers in that place, my feeling can't be wrong.’

‘Good, listen to you.’

......

Dundertown, Centre Street.

Today's Im unfolded his self-same stall as usual, placing the raw meat that had been processed long ago yesterday on square wooden planks and hanging them on a poncho rack.

It was already noon at this hour, and the other fruit and bread sellers had set up their stalls long before the sun rose, and were much more industrious than he was.

However, Im wasn't worried about his own business, as one of the few butchers in the town, only those townspeople rushed to deliver the coins.

As expected, as soon as Im had set up his stall, several townspeople who were wandering around the neighbourhood scrambled to come up to him.

‘I'll have two bellas of chicken please!’

‘Three Bella for me please.’

Bella was the unit of weight in this Zen Kingdom, and one Bella was roughly equal to one pound.

‘Be quiet all of you, one by one or I won't sell to you!’

‘Take it this is yours, don't look! Two Bella is this much, get lost!’

‘And yours, don't delay, there are people waiting behind you!’

Imum's attitude could be described as extremely poor, not treating his customers as God at all, relying on the fact that the townspeople couldn't live without the meat he provided.

The townspeople who were chastised by him were naturally very dissatisfied in their hearts, but didn't dare to say a word more.

Time passed little by little, not much raw meat was left in Im's meat stall, and he knew that today's work could easily end again.

‘How much do you want again? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to rest!’ Im had just sent the previous customer away, looking down as he sorted through the rest of the raw meat, and said to the man standing in front of the stall at that moment.

‘Eh ...... I'm not here to buy meat, I'm here to sell it.’ A young voice said.

‘Eh?’ Im looked up suspiciously and saw a thin youth with proper features and clear eyes, his clothes were slightly wide, but he could see that his body was well-proportioned and his waist was straight.

‘Selling meat?’ Im thought Self had misheard.

The youth was none other than Glenn, who stepped aside to show off the black pig he had just pulled in.

‘Just shot it, still fresh.’ Glenn explained.

Im wiped his hands on his dirty leather apron and walked around the stall to the black pig, examining it carefully and occasionally running his hands over it.

‘This is a black pig?’

‘Yes sir.’

Im walked back to the shop, swept his eyes contemptuously at Glenn, and said, ‘Thirty copper coins, I'll buy this black pig.’

‘What? You're getting forty copper coins for a chicken, and I'm only getting thirty copper coins for such a big black pig?!’

‘It's forty-two copper coins, little one, I get forty-two copper coins for one of my chickens.’ Im added solemnly.

‘Can you tell me why? Although black pork is rarely sold on the market, it shouldn't be the only price.’ Glenn asked as patiently as he could.

‘There's no why, if I say it's this price, then it's this price, and it can only be this price, if you don't sell it to me, you won't be able to sell it to anyone else.’ Im's voice was light, as if he had eaten Glenn.

‘Have you never been punched before?’ Glenn came in coldly, holding his hands.

‘Do you want to hit me with your hands? Little guy, not to mention your small body, our town's police station is not just for show.’ Im snorted.

‘Then I wonder if your skull is as hard as this.’ With that, Glenn poked a finger into the ten centimetre thick plank in front of him, and smoke rose from the edges of the hole from the tremendous friction.

Im's eyes nearly glazed over, and his throat rolled a few times to speak.

‘You better not let me run into you out there.’ Glenn pulled up, he was not too angry, he had seen a lot of people like this in his previous life, and when he had the chance to take a shot at fixing them, they were honest, and now it was troublesome to make a big deal out of it, and hurrying up to realise his prey was the right thing to do.

‘Hmph, smug.’ Imperator hummed in a small voice, not forgetting to add in his heart: it's not enough that I don't go out of town.

He carefully glanced at Gren's back, and seeing that he didn't seem to hear him, he continued to entertain his guests.

Naturally, Gren could hear him muttering to himself, but didn't care.

The one who came this time was an old woman with a head full of silver threads, she hunched her back, trembling as she pulled out a few fractional copper coins from her coat bag, and said to the tall Im, ‘That's all I have on me, please give me two Bella's of chicken.’

Im grabbed the copper coins with one hand, roughly counted them, and exclaimed, ‘No way! This amount of copper coins will only get you one bella of chicken at most!’

‘These copper coins should be able to buy more than one bella of chicken, that's all I have, please give me two bella of meat, I'll thank you properly.’

The old woman begged repeatedly, and Imum's attitude remained the same as he roughly shoved the chopped chicken into the cloth bag the old woman had prepared.

‘Take it, don't affect my business here.’

‘Give some more, my grandchildren are still growing, they need this badly.’

No matter what she said, Im didn't budge, looking at his face instead, he grew more and more impatient.

Glenn hadn't gone far yet, and had just been watching the commotion over here, and he couldn't stand to watch, so he put down the trolley and took a big step back.

Seeing that Im was almost at the limit of his patience and was about to make a move, he suddenly noticed Glenn walking in the distance, and suddenly put his head down, trembling with fear.

‘Ma'am, you need to buy meat don't you?’ Glenn asked softly.

The old lady with a sad face looked up and saw the young face of Glenn.

‘You are?’

‘I also sell meat, why don't you buy it from me, I can guarantee it's much cheaper than this.’ Glenn could be described as soft-spoken.

‘But, I don't have any copper coins on me anymore.’ The old lady searched her body, her sadness unabated.

Geren laughed, and under the other party's dumbfounded gaze, he forcefully patted the wooden board on which the meat was laid out on the side, and blurted out to Im, ‘How many copper coins did this lady give you just now?’