And Hong Xiangjun was laughing her head off, finding the more contact she had with this young girl, the more she discovered just how interesting she was. For instance, she was actually quite sensitive about always being seen as a child, and every time it happened, she would sulk and pout with a forlorn little face. Speaking of which, the way she pouted reminded her of her own Fourth Brother Liang. Thinking of Fourth Brother Liang suddenly made Hong Xiangjun blink, "Don’t worry, Liang Yuening is fine, I’ve taken care of him. Staying at the inn was inconvenient, so he’s recuperating somewhere else. However..." She glanced at Dong Huiying with a meaningful look, "I’ve recently got some good stuff for you, but it’s not cheap. Although I can help you get it at the lowest price, it still requires a significant amount of silver." Dong Huiying felt a bit depressed. Money, oh money, with it, you can travel the world freely; without it, you can hardly take a step. This was true no matter the world. "Do you want to make some silver?" She winked at Dong Huiying, "I have a brilliant plan. If it works out, the silver in our pockets could double, triple, even increase by tens or hundreds of times. So, what do you say, do you want to take a shot at it?" Dong Huiying saw several plates of exquisite pastries on the table, she pulled out a chair to sit down, then sipped tea and ate the pastries, her cheeks puffed out, looking like a little hamster. "Are you going to answer me or not, are you in or out?" "I’m hungry, let me eat first, then we can talk." In the past few days, Dong Huiying had been sharing a cart with Tie Hailan, and since their relationship was a bit awkward, Dong Huiying didn’t have the nerve to eat to her heart’s content. Now that Hong Xiangjun offered pastries, she was drooling over them and didn’t play coy. Using both hands, she grabbed one after another, taking big bites. She even choked at one point and had to gulp down nearly a whole pot of tea before she could swallow it down, really looking like a starving ghost reincarnated. Hong Xiangjun’s lips twitched as she watched the ravenous ghost polish off two plates of pastries, speechless inside... With pastry crumbs on her cheeks, she answered honestly, "It’s mediocre, gets sickening if you eat too much." Hong Xiangjun laughed so hard she doubled over, "Of course sweet food gets sickening if you have too much, it’s not a meal. But I remember you had some silver in your pocket, right? How did you end up ?" Dong Huiying thought of her abandoned horse: "... You just mentioned wanting to pull off a job with me? What’s that about, give me the details." Successfully diverting the topic, Hong Xiangjun immediately perked up as if energized, "I’ll tell you, this place is Jun City’s black market. Lots of people come here to fight in black fist matches. Winners get prize money, and there are both men and women fighters. But right now, during the day, it’s just warming up with the black market’s own people fighting each other. But come nighttime, it’s a free-for-all. Women fight women, men fight men, men fight women, women fight men. That’s the gist of it!" Getting excited, Hong Xiangjun even slapped the table. "Here’s what I’m thinking, you’re so formidable, why not take the stage yourself? Then we bet on you. If you win, you not only earn the black market’s prize money but also our own stakes. How cost-effective is that? Even with one-to-one odds, as long as you win multiple matches and keep a steady victory, our silver could snowball into a larger sum." Dong Huiying’s eyes sparkled as she clapped her hands, "Okay, let’s do it!"