Chapter 4

"Are you sure you want these herbs?"

Chang Wu stared at Ye Tong with wide eyes. As each name of the herbs was mentioned by Ye Tong, his heart rate quickened, and his eyes began to sparkle. Especially when Ye Tong said, "Three of each," he almost burst out laughing with joy.

Fourteen types of herbs, two precious spirit fruits. Six of the herbs and one spirit fruit were extremely expensive, each costing no less than a hundred taels of blue silver.

This was...

A deal worth thousands of taels of blue silver!

Chang Wu looked at Ye Tong as if he were a golden deity, radiating wealth. After warmly welcoming everyone into the herb shop, he called for the assistants to fetch the herbs and grabbed a calculator to compute the total price of all the items.

A moment later.

Chang Wu smiled at Zhang Pinsou and said politely, "The total price is 3,648 taels of blue silver. Since this is your first visit, I'll waive the remainder, so it's just 3,600 taels of blue silver. I hope you will visit our Wen Yaozhai more often in the future."

"Um!"

Zhang Pinsou responded with a hint of arrogance.

Chang Wu was overjoyed. The more arrogant Zhang Pinsou appeared, the more he believed that the other party was either extremely wealthy or a significant figure. Therefore, his humble attitude became even more pronounced.

After the herbs needed for the Universal Solution were gathered and handed to Zhang Zhongying, Chang Wu beamed and asked, "May I ask, are you paying with blue silver or silver notes?"

Zhang Zhongying took out a stack of silver notes, handed a few to Chang Wu, and then pulled out a 100-tael note, offering it to Ye Tong with a haughty attitude.

"Ha ha..."

Without hesitation, Ye Tong took it.

Having lived two lives, he understood the importance of money, especially in this more vivid yet cruel world. Money could help him live longer. As for face... when life itself was uncertain, why bother about the other party's arrogance?

Of course,

He loved money.

But he had his limits. For example, to repay Mu Qianlan for saving him from the fire, he would waive the cost of the herbs, which was far more than just 100 taels of blue silver.

Ye Tong tucked the silver note into his chest and then looked at the smiling Chang Wu, saying calmly, "Manager Chang, since the guest has given a tip, does Wen Yaozhai refuse to follow the rules? Ten percent of 3,600 taels is 180 taels. I believe you, Manager Chang, a prominent figure in Han Mountain City, wouldn't break the rules or tarnish Wen Yaozhai's reputation over such a small amount, right?"

"You..."

Chang Wu was stunned, looking at Ye Tong as if he were a monster.

He understood the rules and the 10% commission, but the money was usually given to the broker after the guest left. No broker would openly demand it in front of the guest.

"Not planning to give it?"

Ye Tong raised an eyebrow.

Chang Wu swallowed, glanced at Zhang Pinsou and the others, and noticed they remained calm, showing no signs of anger. Realizing something, he quickly took out a few silver notes, handed them to Ye Tong, and said with a broad smile, "How could I not give it? Little Brother Ye, you are a god of wealth to our Wen Yaozhai. I, Chang Wu, wouldn't dare owe you blue silver, no matter who I owe. I hope you will bring more distinguished guests to our shop in the future."

"Sure."

Ye Tong didn't feel much disdain for Chang Wu, who was fawning and opportunistic. Everyone had their own principles in life. Chang Wu... was just a sycophant.

At the door.

A young man in a gray jacket, wearing a round cap, with a sharp face, happily stepped over the threshold. Ignoring the people around Chang Wu, he took out a wooden box from his chest and said, "Fifth Master, I've brought back the Iron Ring Grass as you asked, exactly the amount you specified."

Chang Wu nodded in satisfaction, took out some loose silver from his chest, and tossed it to the young man, saying, "Here's your reward, go on!"

"Thank you, Fifth Master."

The young man grinned, took the silver, and left contentedly. The herb shop not only sold but also bought herbs, making a profit from the difference.

Iron Ring Grass?

Ye Tong's eyes lit up, his heart racing.

Iron Ring Grass was a precious herb with strong cold properties and toxicity, making it a rare slow-acting poison. For ordinary people, it was worthless, but for those in need, it was extremely valuable.

Just like Ye Tong, who needed Iron Ring Grass. If he could obtain it, he could refine the Cold Poison Pill, which would allow him to live a few more months.

"Manager Chang."

Ye Tong asked calmly, "Iron Ring Grass isn't a good herb; many evil people use it to poison others."

Chang Wu's smile froze. He suddenly remembered that Ye Tong had been searching for toxic herbs for the past year, and his eyes showed a strange expression. "Iron Ring Grass isn't a good thing for those who don't need it, but for those who do, it's very precious. Like you, Little Brother Ye?"

Ye Tong, whose thoughts were seen through, didn't feel embarrassed and asked calmly, "What's the price of Iron Ring Grass?"

Chang Wu's eyes gleamed, and he said straightforwardly, "Eight hundred taels of blue silver, no negotiation."

Eight hundred taels?

Hearing this, Ye Tong turned and left.

Although he desperately needed Iron Ring Grass, he only had 280 taels of blue silver, far from the 800 taels. The price difference was too large, leaving no room for negotiation. Ye Tong didn't want to stay any longer.

Zhang Pinsou and Zhang Zhongying, both shrewd, followed Ye Tong with thoughtful expressions. Mu Qianlan, however, frowned, thought for a moment, and then whispered to Chang Wu, "Don't sell the Iron Ring Grass for now. I will come back to buy it within three days."

Chang Wu's eyes widened. He was sure Mu Qianlan's lips didn't move, but he heard her voice in his mind. This meant that the girl with the stunning beauty was a cultivator and likely very powerful.

"A distinguished person!"

Chang Wu suppressed his excitement and nodded solemnly in response.

Back at the Rare Herb Shop, Ye Tong looked at the burned and disfigured house and went to the side room. He glanced around, called the herb slave to help, and cleared the area, finding a relatively intact cauldron. He then kicked the dirty purple coffin to the side.

"Huh?"

Zhang Pinsou, who had followed, suddenly exclaimed.

Ye Tong turned and saw him staring at the purple coffin he had kicked aside. He raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Zhang Pinsou picked up the purple coffin, examined it for a moment, and said with a serious expression, "Yes, I like it."

"..."

Ye Tong looked at Zhang Pinsou as if he were a fool. He couldn't understand why people in this world had such peculiar tastes, liking coffins.

Zhang Pinsou held the purple coffin, reluctant to let it go, and asked Ye Tong with a keen look, "Little brother, are you selling this purple coffin?"

Ye Tong shrugged and said, "Yes, I am."

Zhang Pinsou asked urgently, "How much?"

Ye Tong narrowed his eyes, like a cunning fox, and asked, "How much do you think it's worth?"

Zhang Pinsou's heart sank, realizing that his obvious interest had been noticed by this seemingly ignorant youth, who might now demand an exorbitant price.

What a mistake!

Zhang Pinsou sighed inwardly and held up one finger, saying, "One hundred taels of blue silver."

Ye Tong, pretending to be displeased, said, "You know the Poison Demon Huo Lanqiu, right? If he finds out you bought his treasured purple coffin for just one hundred taels of blue silver, he'll be so angry that he'll roast lamb legs at your family's grave. You're a wealthy man from the county, so don't be so stingy."

"Swallow..."

Zhang Pinsou swallowed, his eyes showing fear. He realized this was the Poison Demon's territory, and the sickly-looking youth was one of the Poison Demon's people. He could deceive anyone but not this youth. If the Poison Demon found out, his family would be in big trouble.

"You..."

Zhang Zhongying showed anger but, thinking of the notorious Poison Demon Huo Lanqiu, his anger dissipated.

Ye Tong waved his hand and said, "Old Mr. Zhang, I don't have much knowledge, so don't try to fool me. If you want to buy the purple coffin, offer a price that won't anger the Poison Demon Huo Lanqiu. If I'm satisfied, we'll exchange money for the coffin, and I'll ensure the old man won't cause trouble for your family."

Zhang Pinsou was silent for a while and then slowly said, "Five hundred taels of blue gold."

Five hundred taels?

That's a lot!

Ye Tong smiled, about to agree, but then his expression changed, and he looked at Zhang Pinsou strangely, asking, "You're sure it's blue gold, not blue silver?"

After all,

The exchange rate between blue gold and blue silver was ten to one, meaning 500 taels of blue gold was equivalent to 5,000 taels of blue silver. Even with the wealth Ye Tong had inherited from the Poison Demon, he didn't have that much.

Zhang Pinsou said seriously, "Yes, 500 taels of blue gold. As you said, if you're satisfied, we'll exchange money for the coffin."

Ye Tong suppressed his excitement, waved his hand, and said, "The purple coffin is already in your hands. Herb slave, collect the money."

Suddenly,

His expression changed slightly, as he realized that the influence of two personalities had indeed changed him. Previously, he wouldn't have been excited by such a transaction. After all, he had seen and possessed much more valuable gold bricks in his past life, where wealth meant nothing.

The herb slave, with a satisfied smile, straightened his bent body, took the five gold notes from Zhang Zhongying, and nodded at Ye Tong, saying, "The amount is correct."

Ye Tong smiled, looked around, and thought that there should be many good things hidden in the ruins. The old man might be missing, but with his status and taste, he wouldn't keep trash. Thinking of this, Ye Tong called out, "Herb slave, invite masons and carpenters to rebuild the Rare Herb Shop. Also, collect all the undamaged items from the house."

"Sure thing!"

The herb slave, who had lived here all his life, felt a strong sense of belonging. Excited, he agreed and hurriedly went outside.

---

The page turns, and the advertisement begins.

The page turns, and the advertisement ends.