Chapter Seventeen Many Little Lolis

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  Leaving the hustle and bustle of the harbor behind, Lin Taiping led the cow-headed people to rent several horse-drawn carriages and hurriedly headed to Kirsten's suburban residence. Along the way, they passed through a commercial street, where Kirsten made a special stop at Mr. Cohen's store to buy a large quantity of goods at an 80% discount.

  An hour later, carrying big and small packages of gifts, they finally arrived at their destination. Lin Taiping stood in the desolate outskirts, sizing up the dilapidated three-story building in front of him: "Kristin, is this where you live?"

  As imagined, Kirsten's home was not wealthy, the peeling paint on the walls said it all, but although it looked very old, the living room still felt clean and warm, a pot of narcissus on the wooden table added a touch of spring to this cold winter.

  "Can this thing be eaten?" Tuluo stared at the narcissus in the basin, but looked around curiously, "By the way, who was it that said you had thirteen sisters? Why haven't I seen one?"

  "They're hiding upstairs and peeking, probably scared by you guys." Kristen smiled and raised her head, beckoning to the attic above, "Alice, Vivian, come out, these uncles are my friends, they won't hurt you...... Boss, are you ready?"

  Ready? What ready? Lin Taiping and Tu Ru exchanged a glance, suddenly having a very bad premonition. Just as they looked up at the attic, they simultaneously gasped in cold air, their faces filled with terror, shouting: "No!"

  It's too late, accompanied by the sound of footsteps like a drumbeat, a large group of little girls wearing white nightgowns, with flushed faces and excited cheers, rushed down the stairs, instantly flooding the entire living room, and then... um, then, poor Lin Taiping and the Niu people were thoroughly tragic.

  They seem to believe in their sister's words, and these little loli are not afraid of the Minotaur at all. Some hug Turo's legs and won't let go, some climb onto Turo's back and shout "ride ride ride", some desperately pull and tug on Turo's horns, even the Minotaurs behind them can't escape, they all become their new toys.

  As for Lin Taiping, poor Lin Taiping, he is now surrounded by five or six little loli girls, chattering and asking various questions. Among them, the most adorable blonde little loli Vivian, kept pulling his pants leg, opening her big black and white eyes wide, and asked in a milky voice: "Uncle, why does my sister call you boss, are you very old?"

  Save me! Save me, save me! Lin Taiping was in tears, especially when he heard that sentence of uncle's title, even more so in grief and indignation. He finally realized now that originally the lovely little loli, once reaching a certain quantity would undergo a qualitative change and become this terrifying.

  "Boss, take care of yourself. Vivian seems to like you." Kristen looked at him with sympathy and then turned around happily, taking out one thing after another from the cloth bag, just like Santa Claus distributing gifts.

  "Let me take a look, Nancy. Here's the teething biscuit I bought for you. Open your mouth wide and let me see how many teeth you have now."

  "Alice, I've prepared a big piece of ham for you. How about I make ham fried rice for you tonight, with two eggs added? And after dinner, there's also a small cake. Are you satisfied?"

  "Ah, Vivian, here is your favorite doll, take it and play with it. Listen, don't put it on the fire to roast again, it's not a fire magic master, no way, putting it in water won't do either."

  So, the beautiful and fierce woman from before is now showing a warm smile, patiently talking to each of the younger sisters, occasionally stroking their little heads, helping them tidy up their disheveled clothes, and even feeding milk to the smallest children... uh, don't get me wrong, it's cow's milk.

  Lin Taiping held Vivian, who was still asking non-stop questions, and looked at her with a mixture of helplessness and admiration. He suddenly felt a deep respect for Kristen, who had to work hard to make a living while taking care of a large group of mischievous younger sisters. This kind of life would be unbearable for him even for a day, but Kristen had been doing it for years and seemed to be continuing on.

  Think about it, the once carefree and innocent noble girl, after her family's drastic change in fortune, did not collapse into a weak and helpless state. Instead, she gave up her leisurely afternoon teas and dance parties, took off her beautiful clothes and accessories, and began to struggle desperately like an ordinary lower-class servant girl, just to make a living for the whole family, even risking life and death.

  But she really did a great job, even the most fastidious person must admit that. For some reason, at this moment, in such chaos and noise, Lin Taiping suddenly felt a warm and cozy family feeling, and all of this seemed to be brought about by Kristen's changes?

  "Maybe I should consider giving her a raise..." He let out a soft sigh, and couldn't help but lift his head to look at Kristen, who was still busy...

  Under the dim yellow candlelight, she gently twirled the golden hair by her temples, her white cheeks looked so beautiful, radiating a satisfied smile from deep within. For a few seconds, Lin Taiping even felt as if he saw the white wings behind her and the warm halo above her head...

  But soon, the fact told him that everything just now was an illusion. After distributing the gifts, Christine immediately ran away irresponsibly: "Boss, please take care of them, I'm going to cook dinner now, what do you want to eat?"

  Meow! Lin Taiping stumbled and almost fell to the ground, waaahhh... I was totally wrong, this goddess is not an angel at all, but a devil, and a fake angel-like big devil at that.

  The problem is, whether he likes it or not, Christine has already made a direct flash, so after a few seconds, the attention of more than a dozen little loli immediately focused on him, and even more shamelessly, Tulou and others actually ran away without any sense of justice.

  What can he say? Being stared at by over a dozen pairs of big, shining eyes, Lin Taiping couldn't help but shudder. After hesitating and struggling for a long time, he could only stammer out: "Uh, how about I tell you guys a story——A very, very long time ago, in the far-off kingdom of Oz, there was a beautiful and kind-hearted princess……"

  "Is it a princess again?" More than ten little loli shook their heads in disappointment, and Vivian complained with her thumb in her mouth, "Uncle, we've heard so many stories about princesses. Is there one that we haven't heard before?"

  "Okay, a long, long time ago, in the far-off kingdom of Oz, there was a princess who was as fat as a pig..."

  "Protesting, uncle, how can a princess possibly become as fat as a pig?"

  "Okay, a long, long time ago, in the far-off kingdom of Oz, there was a princess who didn't wear clothes..."

  So, after telling stories to the little girls for two whole hours, Lin Taiping was exhausted and vowed to heaven that if anyone dared to say to him in the future that little girls are the most lovely creatures in the world, he would definitely pick up an iron pot and rush over to smash that guy into a potato pancake.

  Imagine being surrounded by a dozen or so little girls chattering away, with seven or eight hands shooting up every second to ask questions, and they're asking weird ones like "Why didn't Snow White smash the magic mirror?" - that's how excruciating this experience was.

  So, two hours later, when Kirsten had prepared a steaming hot meal, Lin Taiping was already lying on his back with white foam in his mouth. This caused him to escape immediately after eating, breaking through the encirclement of the little girls and rushing into the bedroom to jump onto the soft big bed.

  But before he could fall asleep, accompanied by rapid footsteps, the tightly closed door was suddenly kicked open!

  "Help!" was Lin Taiping's first reaction, but contrary to his expectations, the one who rushed in wasn't that group of terrifying little girls, but rather a bright red and trembling all over, looking like he might have a stroke at any moment, Mr. Cohen: "Lin! Dear Lin! Guess how many orders we received tonight?"

  "Easy, easy, relax a bit." Lin Taiping hastily handed over a cup of water, lest Mr. Cohen get too excited and spontaneously combust: "Let me guess, is it thirty pieces of totem tattoo orders, or forty?"

  "No, it's a full 120 pieces!" Mr. Cohen exclaimed loudly, looking at Lin Taiping with eyes as if he were gazing at the messenger of the God of Wealth, "My heavens, 120 Totem orders, that represents 10,200 gold coins, we're going to get rich this time, really rich."

  It's no wonder Mr. Kohn is so ecstatic, considering his several shops only made a profit of a few thousand gold coins last year. But this mysterious guest from the East spent just one night and earned over 10,000 gold coins, which is even more lucrative than robbing a bank.

  "This, I have to remind you, won't be done in just one night." Lin Taiping coughed lightly a few times and poured a basin of cold water, "We've only just received the order and haven't even made the design yet. Moreover, Tulu and the others can only finish two or three tattoos per day, so... I think you should go talk to them and figure out a way to get them to increase their work efficiency."

  That's right! Mr. Cohen's eyes lit up, and he rushed out wildly, but just as he was about to rush down the stairs, he suddenly turned his head around and asked very seriously: "Dear Lin, I'm not doubting your integrity, but I remember you said that I would get a 5% profit as a reward, right?"

  "Of course." Lin Taiping smiled and nodded, and also reminded him, "In addition, I suggest you spend more effort on hosting the banquet, think of ways to invite those noble celebrities over. Compared to these ordinary Totem tattoos that make a name for themselves, what we have prepared for those noble celebrities is the real profit."

  No, no, Mr. Cohen nodded desperately and almost jumped down from the second floor. A few minutes later, his voice was heard in the yard, so enthusiastic that it could melt ice and snow.

  "Dear Toru, dear Miss Lila, you two are looking particularly well today, especially those lovely cow horns... Say, can we talk about making totem tattoos? What, you still want to eat and sleep? Don't be ridiculous, don't you think that earning gold coins is the true meaning of life, compared to something as boring as sleeping?"

  Very good, very powerful. Lin Taiping heard this conversation on the upper floor and couldn't help but shudder. He suddenly had a premonition that perhaps from this moment on, the miserable life of the Ox Head tribe was about to begin... Uh, okay, why did I suddenly think of Foxconn?