Yes, his intention was indeed a bit malicious.
But everyone firmly shook their heads. Spending so much money on something so stinky and not even sure if it tastes good? If it's not good... that would be seven yuan wasted! That's just too painful. Seven yuan could even get them a haircut.
"No, no, no, you can buy it yourself."
"Yeah, I can't stand the smell."
"It's way too expensive. I can't afford it. Why don't you tell us later if it's good?" The implication was clear—it probably wouldn't be good.
Everyone firmly refused and covered their noses, saying, "We're leaving first."
Little Huang said, "Uh, Zhixi, I won't be back tonight."
Zhuang Zhixi replied, "Alright."
One by one, they all left. Zhu Youcai looked at Zhixi with a complex expression and suggested, "Why don't you ask if you can return it?"
Zhuang Zhixi insisted, "No, I think this thing will taste great."
A man should stick to his beliefs. He should not be swayed by others' doubts.
