Ji Deng grew agitated. He devoured the remaining meat on his wooden skewer in a few quick bites, then snatched the bucket from his subordinate and began to gorge himself.
The subordinate, still unsatisfied, slurped at the sauce-covered skewer until it was tasteless. Only then did he turn and push his way back into the crowd of Beastmen. "Another bucket!"
Time flies when you're busy. In less than an hour, all three hundred buckets of cold skewers Su Yu had brought were completely sold out.
Three hundred buckets, for a net profit of 1,500 Spirit Jades.
The Beast Skin Bag Su Yu used to hold Spirit Jades was bulging, stuffed full with her earnings for the day.
She sighed to herself.
'Indeed, no matter the era or the race, no one can resist the temptation of delicious food.'
