When Jiang Xia saw An Ning returning with her people, he immediately said to the men he was with, "Alright, alright, that's it for today. This round is on me."
Jiang Xia tossed down some change, jumped deftly from his seat on the edge of the truck, and nodded at An Ning.
"Thank you."
An Ning thanked him, placed a hand on the truck, and vaulted up to start counting the schoolbags.
The fatty got to work as well. The quantity was correct, there were no problems with the goods, and the transaction was complete.
An Ning climbed down, and the fatty, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, said goodbye to them both.
The truck rumbled away. An Ning turned to look at Jiang Xia behind her.
"Did you need me for something?"
"Oh? Right."
Jiang Xia had only just remembered. He asked An Ning, "Are you planning on going up the mountain soon? I've found a herd of deer."
A herd of deer?
'That means antlers.'
"Okay, I'll go."
