"Eat, girl."
"You can only have the strength to work when you are full!"
Demon Bear Douluo urged her with an expression of "I'm very generous."
Work.
These two words were like two needles, piercing into Ning Rongrong's ears.
She slowly raised her head.
Not far away, the table Lin Feng was filled with laughter and laughter.
Bibi Dong was elegantly wiping the remaining oil stains at the corners of his mouth with a tissue. His beautiful purple eyes were filled with the light called "happiness".
Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing, they ate in small bites, panting slightly from time to time due to the spicy food, their cheeks were flushed, they were really cute.
That's heaven.
But what I have in my hands is hell.
Why?
Why do I have to chew something like this that even a dog won't eat, and have to be a cow or a horse for you?
Why can you use that ridiculous "Spirit Hall Code" to threaten me and force me to be a free laborer!
An unprecedented amount of humiliation and anger spewed out of her heart like a volcano.
In everyone's stunned eyes.
Ning Rongrong moved.
She suddenly raised her hand and smashed the hard piece of meat to the ground with all her strength!
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound.
The dried meat collided with the ground, causing a trace of sparks to fly up.
Everyone's movements stopped, and more than a dozen looks of astonishment, surprise, and confusion were all focused on this little girl who suddenly burst out.
"I won't do it!"
Ning Rongrong's voice is not loud, but it is extremely sharp because it contains the ultimate anger, and even has a hint of broken crying.
Her chest heaved violently, and her eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, stared at Golden Crocodile Douluo in front of her, and at every title Douluo around her.
"Do you want to eat skewers?"
"Okay!"
"But don't expect me to be your free cook while smelling the aroma of meat and chewing stones!"
Her voice was trembling, but every word was extremely clear.
"For every ten skewers I bake, you must give me two skewers!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's brows frowned, and a terrifying pressure belonging to level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo slowly dispersed.
"Little girl, do you know who you are talking to?"
"Are you threatening us?"
If it had been in the past, Ning Rongrong would have been so frightened by this momentum that he collapsed to the ground.
But at this moment, when she was forced into a desperate situation, she felt a strong urge to break the jar.
She stiffened her neck and stared back without fear.
"I'm not threatening, I'm negotiating terms!"
"Either agree or break up!"
"Anyway, my father doesn't want me anymore, and the sect can't go back. If I die, I will die if I die!"
"But if I die, just go ahead and bake your own charcoal!"
This sentence, like a sharp knife, stabbed accurately into the most vulnerable heart of all Douluo.
They don't care whether Ning Rongrong lives or lives.
But they can't care less about whether they can eat that hot, oily, and fragrant kebab!
For a time, more than a dozen people blocked Douluo. Looking at Ning Rongrong's expression of "Kill me if you can", they all felt itchy at the root of their teeth.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they were all silent for a moment.
It seems... that's the truth?
Killing her is very simple, but it is meaningless. It will only make you continue to suffer.
Promise her...
But if you divide ten skewers into two skewers, the commission is too high!
When word gets out, where will their Spirit Hall faces go?
More than a dozen people with the title Douluo were manipulated by a yellow-haired girl?
In the end, the desire for delicious food defeated the dignity of the strong.
Golden Crocodile Douluo took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and began to bargain for the first time in his life for the stuttering.
"Ahem, 20% is too much."
"Let's do this. I'll give you one of the twenty strings. It's considered as payment for your hard work."
He thought that his concession was filled with "the kindness of the elders."
Who knows.
Ning Rongrong didn't even raise his eyelids, he just let out a disdainful snort from his nose.
"Twenty skewers? Where are you sending the beggars?"
"Ten strings of two, no one missing!"
"Girl, don't be disrespectful!" Ghost Leopard Douluo also said in a deep voice, "Nineteen strings per string, this is our bottom line!"
"Ten skewers, two!" Ning Rongrong didn't give in.
"The choice is in your hands."
"Or let me starve to death, let everyone smell it, and no one eats it."
"It's up to you how to choose!"
After saying that, she actually sat down directly on the ground, holding her knees with her hands, looking like a scoundrel who said, "I'm giving up my picks today, do whatever you want."
"Eighteen skewers per skewer! No more!"
"Ten skewers and two!"
"..."
For a moment, the most bizarre scene in the history of the Douluo Continent was staged at the door of the Maple Dye Pavilion.
A dozen people with the terrifying title Douluo surrounded a little girl sitting on the ground, spitting and blushing.
That scene didn't look like a meeting of top experts.
It was more like a vegetable market, where a group of aunties were haggling fiercely with a little vegetable seller over the price of 30 cents or 20 cents.
Bone Douluo looked at it with eyes twitching and mixed feelings in his heart.
This girl...
It seems that no one in the sect has ever been so tough.
Sure enough, severe beatings from society are the best ripening agent.
Eventually.
Amid the noisy quarrels, Golden Crocodile Douluo had the final say.
"Okay! Stop arguing!"
He looked at Ning Rongrong, gritted his back molars, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
"Fifteen skewers!"
"You grill fifteen skewers, and we'll give you one!"
"This is the final bottom line! If you continue to disagree, the worst we can do is continue grilling charcoal!"
After saying that, he stared at Ning Rongrong, waiting for her answer.
The surrounding Douluo people also held their breaths.
This is already the limit of what they can concede.
Ning Rongrong lowered his head, thinking quickly in his little head.
At the scene, except for Bibi Dong, Pope was sitting next to Lin Feng and there was no need to squeeze her.
There are also Golden Crocodile, Qian Jun, Jiang Mo, Magic Bear, Ghost Leopard... a total of fifteen people with the title Douluo.
If each person has fifteen skewers, she will get one.
At the end of that round, she would get fifteen by herself!
This number is not even less than any of them!
Such a belated calculation...
She seems to have made some money?!
Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong's heart started beating wildly.
She suppressed the ecstasy in her heart and slowly raised her head, her face still showing the expression "I am very wronged but I can only accept it for the sake of everyone".
"Okay."
"Then it's settled."
"Deal!"
These two words, like the sound of nature, made all the people with the title Douluo breathe a long sigh of relief.
Finally... it's settled!
The next second, Ning Rongrong jumped up from the ground quickly and patted the ashes on his butt. There was no trace of sadness, anger or grievance on his face.
She walked to the mountain of ingredients, picked up the handful of meat skewers that Golden Crocodile Douluo handed her at the beginning, and put them on the oven.
With that energetic look, it was as if the person who wanted to live and die just now was not her at all.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
They suddenly had a feeling.
It seems that these old guys who have lived for hundreds of years... have been tricked by this little girl?