600: Chapter 420 600: Chapter 420 The Marquis’s heart leaped with joy, as he had not expected that these common herbs could also sell for five gold coins.
He somewhat regretted not picking more of them, as they were abundant in the hills.
He wondered if this foolish shopkeeper would get scolded by the boss!
The shopkeeper, whom the Marquis thought a fool, had a fleeting look in his eyes.
He mentioned that even these common medicinal materials had their uses, useful to apothecaries in making iron-trauma and blade-wound medicines.
After all, not everyone in the Cultivation World were cultivators, there were also many martial artists, some of whom were ordinary warriors.
This kind of iron-trauma and blade-wound medicine was very effective for stopping bleeding and healing wounds.
There were profits to be made from these medicines, just not as much as from the more valuable pills.
Since he couldn’t get any useful information out of this man’s mouth, he felt that having someone follow him again would be fruitless; thus, he had to think of another way to get rid of this person.
The shopkeeper, harboring malicious thoughts, felt that in Immortal Venerable City, with the boss not around and most of the shop assistants being his own people, as long as he was a bit more secretive in his actions, there was absolutely nothing to worry about.
“Guest, I see you’re hungry.
How about I have the restaurant send a meal over?
It’s the boss’s way of taking care of you, since you know the boss.
If we fail to look after you properly, we might get punished by the boss!”
The Marquis had previously been just cautious, careful not to reveal any secrets.
As for being followed a few times, he had already suspected the shopkeeper, but he had no evidence.
If the meal was sent from a restaurant or an inn, there shouldn’t be a problem.
He’d been eating dry food on the road, and now he was really hungry.
If he didn’t eat a meal here, he would still need to buy something to eat outside which might also be problematic.
In this shop, he figured they wouldn’t dare do anything.
“Okay, thank you very much, shopkeeper!”
The shopkeeper showed an indistinct smile, still very enthusiastic, asking the guest to wait here while he would return shortly.
The Marquis didn’t think too much about it.
Failing to see the shop’s owner this time, he could only return helplessly.
Who would have thought he’d have such bad luck to lose the communication device?
Looking at the five gold coins in his hand, they seemed plentiful, but those communication devices definitely couldn’t be bought with just five gold coins.
Having no other choice, he could only come back after some time; fortunately, the storage bag would keep the herbs fresh for a very long time.
The quality of the medicinal materials wouldn’t be lost.
In Immortal Venerable City, aside from knowing Jiang Tang, the Marquis was also acquainted with young men from two major families, a pity that they didn’t reside here often and might have already left the city.
He had inquired about the people who came to Immortal Venerable City during that period, who usually came here for competitions.
Later, many of them had left, and those who stayed were likely locals of Immortal Venerable City.
The Marquis savored the tea; it was different from the tea in their mountains.
Drinking the tea offered a distinct flavor.
Could this be the Spiritual Tea spoken of in the Cultivation World?
And the rice eaten here was Spirit Rice.
His family didn’t grow such valuable Spirit Rice or other expensive foods; perhaps they didn’t understand the exploitation of spiritual energy and depended on the mountains like ordinary farmers.
Had it not been for that attempt to kill everyone in their village, the young people, including himself, might not have resolved to leave and gain experience.
His cultivation progress wasn’t fast, but no matter what, he needed to hurry.
He needed to find Jiang Tang, and if he couldn’t find him, he must find someone skilled in alchemy.
This could possibly provide a lot of commission, but the price might be too steep for him to afford.
He sighed gently; his family had spent all their money after so many years here.
While waiting, no one else entered the room.
Soon, the previous shopkeeper came in, accompanied by what seemed to be a shop boy, carrying the dishes in.
“Guest, the restaurant has delivered your meal.
Please enjoy!”
The shopkeeper still wore a full smile, and as the shop boy set the dishes down, he sent the boy out and personally attended to the Marquis.
The Marquis saw a plate of beef, a plate of mutton, a big bowl of white rice, and a pot of wine delivered.
Paired with these, a sip of wine should be a delightful matter, but he remembered the old saying how alcohol can lead to trouble and refused even a sip.
“Shopkeeper, you’re too kind, putting you to such expense really isn’t right.
Why don’t you have some as well!”
The shopkeeper was very meaningful; he had already put something in the food, while the wine was actually fine.
Now urging a drink, he appeared to be warm-hearted, leaving no evidence for suspicion.
“Guest, I have already eaten.
This meal was prepared especially for you.
Have a drink of wine!”
The Marquis shook his head, “Shopkeeper, thank you, but I don’t drink.
I’d rather not have wine!”
“Take your time eating, guest.
I must be going now!” The shopkeeper didn’t insist, as he was waiting for the outcome.
The Marquis nodded; after the shopkeeper left, he took a bite of the beef and found it delicious, different from the beef back home.
They preferred their beef rawer for freshness, with beef, mutton, and even fish usually eaten three-quarters cooked.
Perhaps this wasn’t regular beef and mutton; maybe these were what others referred to as Demon Beast Meat.
After tasting the rice, he found it truly unusual, and he finally indulged in the famous Spirit Rice mentioned by people in the Cultivation World, savoring the warmth that spread through his body as the plant essence was absorbed.
No wonder these foods were so expensive; they indeed had benefits, good for one’s health.