Just like that, Su Qiao and Big Treasure were sold to a coal boss surnamed Zhu.
It was said that he had contracted the coal mines in several mountains and made quite a fortune. He also kept a gang of thugs under him, ruling his remote corner like a king. Anyone who saw him had to bow, offer him a cigarette, and call him Boss Zhu.
Only after the three women drove away in the van did Su Qiao sit up from the wooden bed and pat Big Treasure, who was still lying beside her pretending to sleep.
"Get up. We can go eat roast chicken."
Big Treasure had had his eyes closed just a moment ago, but he immediately scrambled to his feet. "Can we go kill a chicken now?"
As she climbed out of bed, Su Qiao laughed. "There's more than just roast chicken here. They've got buns, flour, pig's feet, and all sorts of things. Our menu has expanded."
Big Treasure pulled up his blue tracksuit jacket and black T-shirt, then drew a switchblade from the small of his back. "My knife is here. It'll come in handy later."
Su Qiao hadn't expected his knife to have undergone a transformation too.
It had once been an ordinary fruit knife, but now it had become a sharp switchblade. She had no idea where he had swiped it from.
"The knife is only for scaring people. You can't really stab anyone, understand? Otherwise, you'll have to eat that dry, tasteless food in prison, and you'll never get roast chicken again."
"Oh, got it." Although Big Treasure was a little disappointed, he obediently nodded to show that he understood.
It wasn't that he was afraid of ending up in prison and losing access to good food. He was afraid that