How Would He Lose?

The other two looked at Ye Liu.

He shook his head, "I believe I have to disappoint you, my good man. We don't."

The shopkeeper let out a regretful sigh, then Ye Liu spoke again.

"But we do have a large amount of dried bamboo shoots in stock. It makes for easy transportation. If you want some, we can still work together.

"Stripped of their astringent elements and left to dry, they are just as good as the fresh ones, maybe even better. I brought a few jins over. You can try them first before making a decision."

He brandished a smile, like a sly fox waiting for its prey to surrender.

Li Wazi went to get the sack of dried bamboo shoots.

He and Ye Mo had been clueless when Ye Liu told them to bring it along. They thought Ye Liu would only begin selling them when they had completely run out of bamboo shoots.

"Alright, since you said so, I'll have to believe you," the shopkeeper said, overjoyed.