Zuo Xiaonian and Zuo Xiaoduo were still young and inexperienced, after all. Neither knew what thousand illusions gold was, so they merely watched and listened with curiosity.
Uncle Nan took out a Space Ring, a hint of pleading in his voice. "Sister-in-law, I... all I have... is eight tons... Please take it for now. Next time I come, I'll make a special trip to bring the shortfall. Would that be all right?"
"On... ly... eight... tons...?"
Wu Yuting smiled reproachfully. "I was only joking just now. Look at you, taking it seriously. Put it away, put it away. What are you doing? You've come from afar as our guest. Your coming here is already an enormous favor. This makes it look as though I'm extorting you. How embarrassing. So embarrassing..."
With the speed of a thunderbolt that left no time to cover one's ears while stealing a bell, Uncle Nan whipped out another Space Ring. "Actually, thousand illusions gold is too soft, and its properties are rather limited. I also have eight tons of heavenly shaman copper here. The two can be used together to forge weapons that combine strength and flexibility. They're pearls and jade joined in perfect harmony, just right for each other."
Wu Yuting smiled faintly and lowered her head to pick up some food.
"I'll use the heavenly shaman copper to offset..." Uncle Nan said imploringly. "To offset... eight... seven?... six... five... four... three?... tons of thousand illusions gold?"
Zuo Changlu waved impatiently. "We're brothers. Why are you talking more and more like an outsider? Surely eight tons can offset one ton? Ting'er, you mustn't go too far! Come on, let's drink."
Uncle Nan nodded like a pestle pounding garlic. "Yes, yes, offset one ton!"
Wu Yuting smiled gently. "Your Brother Zuo's temper is getting worse