Chapter 1 The Little Witch Who Buys a Woolen Sweater
Zoe thought to himself that if there really were gods in this world, then he must not like himself very much. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ InfoOh no, I should say I hate myself very much. If this was not the case, how could it be pouring rain when he had worked so hard to rush to Caesars City to sell woolen sweaters?
Looking at the pedestrians who used to come and go on the street, but now they are hiding in sturdy buildings to avoid the rain, Zoe's heart flashes with a faint sadness. But in order not to let people see it, he still held his head high, with the courage to let the wind and rain blow, and I didn't move!
Of course, not many people actually looked at him that much. After all, he was just a peddler, a peddler who didn't even have a shop.
"Listen to me Zoe, wool doesn't make much money in the warm South. Especially here in winter when the sun is still shining, not to mention. So, if you really want to make money selling wool sweaters, it's best to head north. β
Before coming to Kaiser City, Hair Little Mayne, who grew up with Zoe, said the above to Zoe. Zoe felt that it made sense, so she traveled for most of the day to Cather City alone, with a cart of woolen sweaters.
For Zoe, Caesars City was already very north, very north. It's obviously a lot hotter here than Zoe's small village, and he originally thought that he would make a lot of money from woolen sweaters, but he didn't expect to spend a morning here and not a single copper coin was earned.
Not even the people who came here to ask for a price. This inevitably frustrated Zoe.
"Cardigan, oh, good stuff." The old man who was selling a fan with a pipe in his mouth glanced at Zoe's car and snorted softly, "But it's all soaked, can you sell it?" β
Even if it's not wet, it won't sell, Zoe thought to herself.
"It's dry in the sun." Zoe said depressedly, "It won't be deformed." β
"Young man, I didn't say you." The old man's stall was placed under a canopy that had already been erected, and while watching Zoe get drenched in the rain, he stretched his waist proudly, and said in a tone of lesson, "What you sell can't depend on your own temperament, it depends on the season and the location." It's stupid for you to sell woolen sweaters in the summer, and to sell them in a place like Caesars City at the same time is the stupidity of stupidity. β
Zoe didn't want to pay attention to the old man's taunts, picked up a woolen sweater from the cart, and spread it above his head to protect him from the rain, while covering his ears, not wanting to listen to the old man. When the old man saw Zoe's movements, his stubbornness suddenly came up, and he pointed at Zoe and scolded: "Look at you, what kind of attitude." I'm your seniorβ"
I sell wool, you sell fans, can this also be regarded as a senior? Zoe thought to herself.
"--If you can sell a woolen sweater today, I'll be great!"
"What's the use of calling me powerful." Zoe pouted, "It's no good." β
"Oops." The old man was happy, "You still want benefits?" Otherwise, let's make a bet, if you sell a cardigan today, I lose, if you don't sell, even if you lose, what? β
Hearing the old man say this, Zoe's bull temper suddenly came up: "Bet on it, whoever is afraid of whom." β
"Yes!" The old man was afraid that Zoe would regret it, so he stretched out three fingers, "How about betting on thirty copper coins?" β
"Hehe, isn't it just thirty copper coins, I bet with you, three hundred is no problem!"
I didn't have it anyway. Zoe thought to herself.
Anyway, if you lose the bet, you will run, just hoping that your stupid donkey can run faster. Zoe pretended to overhead and looked at the front of the car, where there was a black donkey, and at the moment the black donkey's ass was facing Zoe, his tail was flicking, and his head was snorting at a noble lady holding an umbrella.
Zoe thought to herself, I'd better think about how to pay the bill, it doesn't seem realistic to run away. If you can't get rid of your debts, and it's not easy to run away, you can just beat this old man up, and this guy with old arms and legs is not his opponent no matter how you look at it.
"Well, excuse meβ"
Just as Zoe was thinking about how to beat the old man, a soft voice sounded in Zoe's ears. Zoe subconsciously raised her head and saw a petite figure with a hood standing under the rain curtain.
As Zoe looked up, the owner of the hood also looked up. Zoe saw the face under the hood, and at that moment, he subconsciously held his breath.
Because he saw a pair of eyes like rubies, and a head of red hair hidden under the hood. Containing all this is a beautiful and lovely face, with fair skin like goat's milk.
This, this, this, this and this is a witch!
All at once Zoe's mind comes up with various legends about witches. In contrast to the dark eyes and black hair of ordinary people, witches' eyes and hair color are some bright colors, which are the most obvious characteristics of witches. Also, witches are terrible in black magic, and they can kill anyone in front of her with just a raise of their hand - and many, many more.
Every year, the Church sends knights to capture witches in every corner of the Aranthian Empire, and if they are caught, they are sent to the execution ground to be hanged. Zoe had heard from people in the village who had seen the Hanged Witch say that when the witch died, it would turn into a black fire that would burn everything around her, turning it to ashes. And then those ashes will be carried up to the sky by a yin wind, forming a terrifying grimace pattern.
"Well, can you hear me?"
Zoe's imaginary grimace turned into the petite and cute face of the hooded girl again. The red-eyed witch was waving at herself.
Zoe looked around, but didn't see the knights of the church, that is, if this witch wanted to kill herself, it would be easy for her. So he looked at the red-haired witch with a stiff face, and said with a crying voice, "Are you looking for anything from me?" β
"I just wanted to come and ask what it is." The witch pointed to the cart, which had piled up in the rainstorm and were sticky as a starchy cardigan.
Zoe wondered if the witch was making fun of herself. Don't know any cardigans?
But thinking about it, Zoe still answered honestly: "Cardigan." β
The moment she heard the three words wool sweater, Zoe saw that the little witch's eyes were obviously much brighter.
"This is a cardigan?" The little witch picked up a woolen sweater that had been soaked in the rain and deformed, and asked a little excitedly, "Is it not cold when you wear it?" β
"This, yes." Zoe stubbornly said, "This thing is very warm, do you want one?" Thirty copper coins a pieceβ"
Hey, what am I doing? The other party is a witch! Zoe, you still want to sell woolen sweaters to witches? Do you dare to ask for a witch's money?
Zoe wanted to slap herself twice, and then said to the witch, "Take it, I'll give it all to you." β
But when I think about it, this cart of woolen sweaters seems to be all his belongings, and once they are all given away, it is almost the same as death. It's a matter of time or time, so Zoe makes up her mind.
"If you want, give me thirty copper coins, not a single copper coin is missing!"
By the time she said this, Zoe was mentally prepared to see the little witch let out a black flame and burn herself. But unexpectedly, the little witch didn't do anything, but nodded very happily, and then took out the money bag from her pocket.
"Well, thirty copper coins, I want one."
Zoe was stunned, he looked at the little witch Bai Nen holding a string of copper coins in her little hand, and then handed it to Zoe. Zoe took it in a daze, and the little witch put the copper coin on Zoe's palm, and the raindrops flowed down her white and tender little hand, and fell on Zoe's palm with the copper coin.
Then the witch pulled down the brim of her hood, covering her eyes and hair, and turned away, disappearing into the rain in a few moments.
In the car, only Zoe was left stupid. He was very suspicious that the scene just now was just an illusion, but the heavy copper coin in his palm reminded him all the time that just now, just now, he had completed a deal with a witch and received the witch's money.
Zoe didn't feel very good.
;