Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

Chapter 106 Fine Silver from the Capital, A Nobleman's Journey

Chen Shunan took a detour to the fish market first and bought two large black fish.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, Lin Shouzhou and the others were just tidying up the waterwheel, checking the hubs, and preparing to return to the county.

Upon seeing Chen Shunan return, Lin Shouzhou's gaze inadvertently fell upon the two wild blackfish that could only be purchased during the earliest catch.

Lin Shouzhou handed over a heavy money bag.

"This is……"

When Chen Shunan opened it, he saw that it contained a piece of very fine pure silver from Beijing, weighing about thirty taels.

Pure as snow, without any dense bite marks or clippings, it was clearly a newly melted ingot from the furnace.

Touching it, it's so smooth, like a little girl's hand; it's so soft and gentle, it makes you smile.

Lin Shouzhou said, "The weasel we killed last night was sold to a large pharmacy for seventy-six taels of silver. We will each split thirty taels."

"So many portions..."

Chen Shunan looked at Sun Xiao, Cheng Bin, and the others.

Sun Xiao laughed and said, "Instructor Lin did the work, and Old Chen, you provided the wisdom. We didn't do anything, but we even got a few taels of silver. We're already grateful to you two. Please accept it."

Cheng Bin and his companions also smiled broadly, showing a clear understanding of their own limitations.

Rewarding people according to their merits is a matter of course.

Chen Shunan nodded, said nothing more, and accepted the money pouch.

His heart was instantly filled with passion.

So hunting monsters can be so profitable?
A mere weasel with only second-rate strength and meager intelligence, capable only of using its claws and farting, is worth so much money.

What if it's comparable to a first-rate martial artist?
It can even refine the transverse bones, speak human language, and possess various demonic arts...

But the thought of the corresponding risks immediately extinguished the flame of hope in Chen Shunan's heart.

Especially if Chen Shunan's suspicions are true.

For the Holy Dynasty, demons hold an absolutely extraordinary significance!

The water is really deep!
The imperial examinations that require specializing in martial arts and Taoist scriptures; the barriers that change the perceptions of the common people; the unwavering destiny to immortality that must be suppressed by fate...

Chen Shunan hadn't figured these things out yet, and now a humanoid demon had appeared.

Well, fighting and killing are still not suitable for Chen Shunan's physique.

Seeing that everyone had finished getting ready, Lin Shouzhou clasped his hands in a fist salute to the burly man with a square nose and big ears at the pharmacy.

"Brother Tan, farewell!"

"Brother Lin, have a safe journey!"

Lin Shouzhou turned around and said to the crowd,
"Let's go! We'll rest today and go up the well again tomorrow!"

……

As dawn broke, the fluttering shop signs on the street dispelled the desolation of the previous night.

On the streets and alleys, the sounds of spitting, exchanging greetings, clattering bowls and chopsticks, and shopkeepers' shouts mingled together.

When Chen Shunan and his group returned to Wuqing County and saw this scene, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The sudden appearance of evil spirits last night has brought great psychological pressure to everyone.

Even Lin Shouzhou's slightly furrowed brows relaxed a bit.

Chen Shunan knew the way well and found a breakfast shop on the street.

He plopped down on the bench, leaned his waist knife against the table, raised his hand, and shouted.

"Boss, give each of you a bowl of millet porridge, with extra sesame paste and double the amount of salt and pepper! And five of those iron-roasted chickens, please!"

The shopkeeper saw that Chen Shunan and his companions were tall, strong, and muscular, and knew they must be martial artists who could eat and drink a lot. He knew that a big business had come to them, so he quickly gave a shout and got to work.

Sun Xiao and the others parked the waterwheel, walked over, and said with a smile,
"It has to be you, Old Chen! You're a true gourmand; nothing tastes bad when you're cooking!"

Before long, the innkeeper brought out all kinds of food, especially the tea bowls, each one a huge bowl, almost like a small basin, enough to last an ordinary person two days. But for a martial artist like Chen Shunan, it was just enough for one meal.

Chen Shunan said, "The iron-rake chicken at this restaurant is made from young chickens that are not yet fully grown. They are fried until thoroughly cooked, chopped up, and then simmered in beef bone broth until they are very flavorful. The broth is rich and fragrant, and a bowl of it is simply wonderful!"

Everyone took a bite, and the delicious taste danced on their taste buds. Their faces immediately lit up with a rosy glow, and they stopped talking and focused on eating.

The fireworks in the world touch the hearts of mortals.

As the group was eating, a deep and dignified gong sound came from afar, growing louder as it struck.

The once bustling street was as if it had been cleaved open by an invisible giant plow, and in an instant, it became deathly silent.

Chen Shunan frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.

Then they saw attendants with swords at their sides and eyes like eagles clearing the way, followed by warriors dressed in matching black jackets.

A blue sedan chair slowly made its way through the middle of the street.

The sedan chair curtains hung low, completely blocking out the view of the people inside, yet naturally exuding a chillingly heavy and oppressive aura.

People along the way quickly made way and turned away in unison.

Peddlers, laborers, and merchants also tightened their businesses and kept quiet.

Chen Shunan and the others are all at least second-rate martial artists, so there's no need for them to do this.

However, in Chen Shunan's view, the blue sedan chair slowly stopped as it passed the morning tea shop.

The sedan curtain was lifted, and the interplay of light and shadow magnified and distorted the silhouette of the person inside, making him appear like a demon.

Then, a face that resembled Zhao Guangxi somewhat, but with a colder and more stern expression, gradually emerged from the light and shadow.

Lin Shouzhou remained silent for a moment, but did not stand up. He simply clasped his hands slightly and said...

"I, Lin, have met Lord Zhao."

With Instructor Lin leading the way, Chen Shunan and the others didn't stand up either, speaking up in twos and threes.

"Lord Zhao."

"Good morning, Master Zhao. Have you eaten yet? If you haven't, just grab a bite!"

"Master Zhao!"

Sensing the disrespectful attitude of the crowd, a barely perceptible chill flashed in Zhao Guanghui's eyes as he sat in the sedan chair, but his voice remained perfectly gentle.

"I heard that Brother Lin has broken through to the first-class realm, which is truly a cause for celebration. My good-for-nothing brother, with the assistance of loyal and righteous people like you, has not disgraced the Zhao family's reputation."

"You're too kind, Lord Zhao."

"I wonder if Brother Lin has any plans to seek other opportunities? How much money did my brother give you? I'll double it."

"Thank you for your high regard, Lord Zhao. My employer has been kind to me and I would never dare to betray him."

Zhao Guanghui's smile remained unchanged, but his voice became somewhat subdued.

"That's a shame."

After saying that, Zhao Guanghui's gaze swept over Lin Shouzhou and the others, lingering on Chen Shunan's face for a few more moments.

The sedan curtains fell, and Zhao Guanghui's figure disappeared into the shadows once more.

The sounds of gongs and shouts of command to clear the way rang out once more, and the grand procession, like a gust of cold wind, continued to sweep across the noisy street in the distance.

After a long while, the crowd standing facing the wall slowly thawed and cautiously turned around.

Gradually, things returned to normal.

Sun Xiao sneered: "They're both bosses, but Zhao Guanghui certainly has a grander air about him!"

Cheng Bin shook his head and said, "Zhao Guanghui's wife is the daughter of a Hanlin scholar. He has gained status because of his wife and is well-connected in both official and business circles. Today's gongs and drums to clear the way is not an overreach of authority."

Someone interjected, "We had just sat down when Zhao Guanghui arrived. Did he come here specifically for us?"

(End of this chapter)