Chapter 631: Making Money and Getting Rich on a Deserted Isl
ang Yu not happened to discover it that day...""Our first meeting was at a grand banquet held at the Jun family's mansion. That day, the head of the Jun family officially announced to the outside worl...Samba's logic was simple: she thought her illness was cured, so now they needed to go home.
"I'm not going back, my illness was going to get better on its own."
Qiao Bao'er stood tall, wanting to explain to him that the old wizard was a charlatan and completely useless.
She just has food poisoning.
Strictly speaking, Samba just made her better.
Since Samba had fallen ill, no more rope had been used to bind her. Now, she was tugging at her right arm, trying to pull her away.
But Qiao Bao'er clutched a tree with her left hand, refusing to let go. It was obvious she didn't want to leave.
Qiao Bao'er's food poisoning is better, but falling from the tree really hurt her butt and lower back. Samba was pulling on her right arm now, the pain making her forehead sweat again.
Although Samba didn't understand what she was saying, seeing that she was absolutely unwilling to leave and her expression was pained, he immediately let go of her.
"I'm going to the palace over there."
Qiao Bao'er pointed her finger in the direction of the palace.
Samba followed her finger and quickly understood what she was referring to.
Then, Samba shook her head at her.
They grew increasingly familiar with each other, and some words, even if spoken in different languages, were understood.
"I must go to the palace to find my friend."
Qiao Bao'er's voice was firm, each word clear as she looked at him, her finger pointing again towards the palace.
Samba looked at her in silence.
"I and you, are different, do you understand"
"I need to find my friend, I have to find her."
qiao Baoer gazed at him, no longer with any fear. Her finger traced patterns, trying to make Samba understand her meaning, and the unwavering strength of her heart.
"I'm leaving!"
Jian Samba stood there like a log, unresponsive. Qiao Bao'er said to him very seriously.
“I'll find a way to contact my friend, Samba. You should go back to the village yourself. If I'm still alive, I'll definitely come looking for you!”
Without hesitation, she took a step and walked towards the palace.
Ke Qiao'er took two steps, then felt a pang of reluctance. She turned back and saw Samba standing still where he was. She called out to him and waved her hand.
"I really have to go."
The samba indigenous woman's brain, it seemed, had understood her determination to go to the palace.
Watching her small figure gradually disappear.
Samba reacted slowly for a couple of minutes before realizing what was happening, and then he quickly started running after her.
Qiao Bao'er was crouching in the grass near the main gate of the palace, observing the situation there and daring not to act rashly.
Everything was just as it was the first time she had come, with wild men guarding the entrance and allowing those holding passes to enter the palace.
But she also felt as if something had changed about the palace, as if something was different.
Just as Qiao Baoer was wondering and thinking, Samba came over. He didn't grab her or tie her up with a rope, but instead, he followed her example and crawled on the ground. He glanced at her, then looked towards the palace.
Jo Baoer was thrilled to see Samba.
After all, humans are social animals. Although Samba is not of the same species as her, if Samba were willing to accompany her into the palace, she would feel much more at ease.
"Is there any way I can get in"
"Where can I get that wooden sign"
Qiao Bao'er reached out and tugged at Samba's black beard. Pointing with her finger toward the wooden sign that read "Passage," she asked seriously.
Samba could probably guess what she wanted to ask.
In a little while, Samba took out his only two gold coins from his waist and handed them to her.
Then Samba, imitating Qiao Baoer's gestures, made a large circle with her hand and pointed at the two pieces of gold.
"Do you mean you want to enter the palace, and to get the wooden plaque, you need a lot and lots of gold"
Qiao Bao'er could quickly guess and was also very surprised. Could it be wrong This original island had actually become so snobbish and corrupt.
She had previously thought it was some complicated program that entered the palace, but it turned out to be bought with money.
Samba is a poor man who has little savings.
The Samba could survive by hunting on the slopes, without needing to hoard gold. Yet now, the Samba was giving her his only two pieces of gold, which clearly weren't enough.
“I want to enter the palace, should I first figure out how to make money”
Jo Bao'er was worried about making a living for the first time.
That day, Qiao Baier didn't foolishly try to force her way into the palace. She went with Sangba to the barbarian square, a large plaza that every day attracted many impoverished foreigners. They built a fire and barely survived the night there.
Night falls.
Sampa has started his dad duties again.
There were also two pieces of rabbit meat left, Samba immediately offered the leg of rabbit meat to Qiao Baoer, she took it, but had no appetite.
Now Qiao Baoer's mind was full of how to safely and smoothly enter the palace.
There is a river nearby, with abundant water and many fish.
The primitive man didn't seem to like eating fish, probably because there were too many bones. Samba took two water jugs to the riverbank to get water, and when he came back, Jo Bo saw a large carp in his hand, it must have weighed five or six pounds.
Samba gutted the fish with his hands. Perhaps he didn't know how to remove the scales, so he used small twigs to skewer the flesh and roasted it beside the fire. After roasting, the fish turned golden brown and crispy.
Samba immediately offered her another piece.
Samba seemed to think that Qiao Baoer didn't like rabbit meat anymore, so he caught her some fish.
Qiao Bao'er, seeing Samba, this big fellow, taking such care of her seriously, suddenly felt a bit sour in her nose.
"I'm not picky, I just don't feel like eating. You say it takes so much gold to enter the palace, I don't even know where to find that much gold. I'm worried about it now."
Qiao Baoer had a change of heart and worried that Samba would think she didn't like those two, so he went to fiddle with other things again.
She didn't want to be as tired as Samba, so she grabbed a piece of grilled fish and, regardless of whether it was fishy or not, Qiao Baoer bit into it directly and ate some.
Sampa sat beside her, watching intently as she began to eat. Sampa seemed delighted; he picked up the rabbit meat that Jo Baoer didn't like and started gnawing on it himself.
No matter what the reason Samba had been taking such good care of her, Qiao Bao'er was touched. Although Samba was a primitive wild man, he truly treated her as a real family member.
Samba is very innocent and doesn't have as many schemes as she does.
Making money depends on her intelligence.
"...The lighters and matches in this market are selling so well, and they're so expensive."
"Sambo, let's go to the rocky area and bring back a whole bunch of flint. They're so dumb they don't know that stones can start fires."
"We'll sell them flint and teach them how to use it. They probably won't even figure out what kind of stone it is right away. We won't take any game, only gold. What do you think of this plan"
Jo Baoer discussed her money-making scheme with Samba.
Samba didn't seem to understand, but he was looking at her earnestly.
Qiao Baoer smiled and patted Samba's very thick and solid shoulder. She decided for herself, "Okay, since you agree, let's do it."
"...improve our lives, enter a moderately prosperous society, Samba! We're about to become wealthy!"
Joe Baoer smiled brightly.
Samba looked at her, and his mood lifted as well. emphasized a sentence, "No matter what, your Pei family is not qualified to blame her. Don't forget, at the beginning, you didn't intend to keep that child.""Where is she now" Bei Haoran tried his be...