"Sure!" Qin Lin agreed without hesitation.
Even with two more, that would only bring the total to four blueprints.
He'd originally planned to trade the hundred-plus blueprints for that golden parrot.
But now, it seemed he'd underestimated how much the two little dwarves wanted them.
Sometimes, it paid not to be too eager. If you waited for the other party to make the first move, the price you had to pay could be much lower.
Four blueprints versus a hundred—that was the difference.
Qin Lin randomly picked out four Flower House Tree blueprints and handed them to the little dwarf Abao.
Seeing this, Ani went straight into his brother Abao's Flower House Tree and promptly brought out a parrot.
Clearly, it wasn't his own parrot he was trading, so he didn't feel bad about it.
Qin Lin got a look at the parrot, too.
When it was carried out, it seemed dazed. After a long moment, it hurriedly squawked, "Bad guy! Bad guy! You're a bad guy! Let me go!"
Compared with Little Dance, this parrot really did seem a little dim—not very bright, and nowhere near as fluent when it spoke.
But it was incredibly beautiful, with stunning looks. It was the kind of parrot you'd choose to keep at first glance.
Now he understood why Little Dance had been acting like a lovesick fool.
If someone was fair-skinned, beautiful, and had a perfect figure—or handsome, with an enormous, thick cock—then it didn't matter if they were a little slow. In fact, being less clever made them easier to fool.
Ani carried the parrot over and pointed at Qin Lin. "He'll be your new owner. He has lots and lots of delicious food, and you'll never run out!"
That caught the parrot's attention. "Delicious food? You'll never run out?"