Returning to their residence from the village chief's house, they still did not find much quiet time, as villagers would come by now and then to recommend items from their homes.
For the villagers, it was best to exchange items for money, but even if they couldn't, they had nothing to lose. They had plenty of time.
The items were not expensive, and Feng Yi bought some as small gifts to take back and give to others. He also took the opportunity to inquire about the rainforest during the transactions, listening eagerly to any stories or gossip, seeing it as a channel for information.
After five or six groups of villagers had come and gone, there was finally a pause.
Cai Bing shut the door and downed a glass of water. He had been so busy translating that his mouth was nearly parched.
With the break, he could finally rest properly.
As soon as he sat down, there was a knock at the door.
Ding, who was nearest to the door, peered out, "It's that child from last night."
