207: Chapter 206: Mortals in the World Are Commoners 207: Chapter 206: Mortals in the World Are Commoners “Sister, look at us, having walked such a long way on our stroll, we have to buy a couple of bottles of water to drink, right?
I can’t let my girlfriend die of thirst over a pair of shoes,” Song Yun said to Xiao Qing with an affectionate gaze.
“Just give us five yuan for water.”
“Fine, fine, fine, I’m scared of you now; let it be thirty-five then.
This girl looks pretty tired too.” The female vendor finished packing the shoes after speaking.
“Hold on, sister, it’s not fair if only my girlfriend drinks water.
We’re not from the same school, and we hardly get to see each other.
Shouldn’t I treat her to some ice cream?
If I only give her water, she might break up with me when she goes back.
Look at her, beautiful as a flower, and then look at me, I’m not that handsome.
If I don’t treat her well, she might just run off,” Song Yun said anxiously, frowning.
“Ever since I turned eighteen and became an adult, I’ve never lied to anyone again.
Believe me, look at my face, and my eyes, how pure and sincere they are.
Have you ever seen eyes more honest than mine?
I’ve never seen any,” Song Yun talked nonstop, smacking his lips.
“In this vicious society, where else could you find eyes like mine?”
“Alright, meeting a guy like you must be our fate.
Everyone has their struggles in society.
Let’s just make it a swift deal for both of us; twenty-five yuan for the shoes and the thirteen yuan for you and your girlfriend to buy water and ice cream,” the female vendor said with a sigh.
“Okay, okay, here’s your money,” Song Yun said.
“Wait a minute, why are there still nails on these shoes?”
“These aren’t nails; they’re rivets for decoration.
You see, a lot of clothes have rivets nowadays, which look very stylish and attractive,” the female vendor was now eager for Song Yun, this little bastard, to just pay and leave.
Selling a pair of shoes shouldn’t be so much effort; she could have sold several pairs in the time it took to deal with him.
“Don’t try to deceive me here.
What if the rivets fall off and the shoe still looks good, huh?
Wouldn’t that just reveal two big ugly holes?
Isn’t it true that there were originally two holes there and you put the rivets on to cover them up?” Song Yun asked, looking at the female vendor suspiciously.
“No, why do you have to be so troublesome?
Here, take a look at my stock list, and you’ll see the word ‘rivets.’ These shoes are supposed to be like this.
How could it be that I’m trying to hide something?” The female vendor’s ears were red from anger after hearing Song Yun’s words.
With so many people around in the evening market, wouldn’t others listening believe she was ruining her own reputation?
To prove her point to Song Yun and to clear any misunderstanding among the onlookers, she immediately took out a small notebook from her bag and handed it to him.
“Look, I got these shoes last week from wz; they aren’t self-made.
Besides, why would I bother making shoes myself?”
“Oh, that’s how it is.
Sister, I’ve really wronged you.
I’ll give you the money right away,” Song Yun said with a silly smile as he reached into his pocket to take out the money, but at that moment, Xiao Qing leaned over and said in confusion, “Why does it say here that a pair of shoes is thirteen yuan?”
“Hm?” Song Yun took the list, looked it over carefully, and exclaimed loudly, “You’re charging thirteen yuan a pair, and you wanted sixty-eight yuan from me?
Are you out of your mind?
And here I was, calling you ‘sister’ all the time.”
“This…
our shoes are taxable, which is why they cost more,” the female vendor said awkwardly.
Dammit, she was foolish to have shown them the stock list.
“Hmph, you got your stock from wz’s small factory, mostly tax-free, right?
Come on, show me the tax receipt,” Song Yun shouted angrily.
“I refuse to believe that after taxes, a thirteen yuan pair of shoes would cost sixty-eight yuan.
Who would dare do business then?”
“Fine, fine, take them for thirteen yuan and stop wasting my time,” the female vendor said with impatience.
She noticed people starting to glance over at her stall and didn’t want to lose business if this brat kept making a scene.
“Ten yuan, I don’t have change, ten yuan and we’ll go,” Song Yun also grasped the vendor’s eagerness for him to leave and said slowly.
“Lady, you’re not being very fair.
You’re trying to cheat me even though I’ve been calling you ‘sister.’ Do you increase the price even more for regular folks?”
“All right, all right, ten yuan it is,” the female vendor muttered under her breath.
“Here’s your money, just don’t give me any counterfeit notes,” Song Yun said as he took out a hundred yuan bill from his wallet.
“You have a hundred yuan?
And here you are acting broke,” the female vendor grabbed the hundred yuan note, gritting her teeth.
“Are you just messing with me because you think I’ve got nothing better to do?”
“How could that be?
This is money I’ve borrowed from a dorm mate, and I have to give it back when I return,” Song Yun said, touching his head with an innocent smile.
“Just look at my outfit; it’s obvious I’m a loser.
If I were rich and handsome, would I bring my girlfriend to a place like this to shop?
I would’ve gone straight to a department store.”
“Today must be my day to suffer, just take it, here’s your change,” the female vendor said grumpily as she slapped the change in Song Yun’s hand.
Song Yun took the flip-flops and right away put them on Xiao Qing.
Then they returned to the bonfire party.
This time, the girls had learned their lesson and didn’t leave Song Yun to dance alone.
Instead, they circled around him, making the atmosphere very harmonious, except that Tingting no longer dared to come up and chat or invite Song Yun to go back with her.
After all, his official girlfriend was present, and it wouldn’t be right for her to openly intervene.
“Song Yun, what are you going to do if Xuezi comes?
We originally went out to play to avoid that woman, and now that she’s found us, we surely can’t just stay here, right?” Qingluan asked, leaning on Song Yun’s shoulder.
Song Yun was also very troubled by Xuezi.
“What’s going on in that woman’s head?
Couldn’t you just stay in your realm and be a goddess?
Do you not realize that all those fairies who descended to earth never had good endings?
Just look at Niu Lang and the Weaver, or the Seven Fairy and Dong Yong; weren’t they all eventually taken back, leading to a separation between heaven and mortal world?
You’re meant to be a fairy, so act like one.
Don’t keep thinking about descending to the mundane world; the mortal realm is full of ordinary folk.
Just think how much trouble it would cause if you got hurt.”