"How could I accept this? Just name your price." Zhuanzhu seemed to like the gift very much. He quickly spoke after taking the bag of wild vegetables.
"I ate a bowl of meat at your place yesterday. Today I brought you some wild vegetables; why would I ask for money?" Han Qiwu waved his hand dismissively.
"No, no." Zhuanzhu shook his head. "If my wife finds out I took your stuff for free, she'd definitely scold me."
"How about this then? Could you slice the pork belly into thin slices for me? I'm planning to use it for a hotpot." Han Qiwu knew well about Zhuanzhu's fear of his wife and quickly supplemented with a suggestion.
"No problem." Zhuanzhu agreed readily. His hands worked like a human slicer, swiftly slicing two portions of pork belly into beautifully thin slices.
After finishing his task, he picked up another piece of pork and continued slicing it swiftly into thin pieces.
