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Er Liang, overwhelmed by everyone's compliments, could only respond with a dry chuckle. Muniang noticed his embarrassment and said with a smile, "He just got lucky. Let's not tease him anymore. The tiger skin is full of wounds; we don't even know if it will fetch much money."
"Don't worry, I'll find a buyer for you. I deal with this all year round and have contacts. The price will definitely be fair," Li Cheng stepped forward.
"Then we'll have to thank you, Li. But we don't really know how to dismember and skin it; perhaps you could lend us a hand with that too? We'll pay you for your work then."
Li Cheng waved his hand dismissively, "What work payment? We're all neighbors here. It's just a small favor."
Not saying more, Muniang then smiled, "Then stay for a meal."
