The First Military God of the Border

Lin Hui was confused and didn't know what the woman was up to.

You don't think I'm trying to take advantage of you because I'm wealthy, do you?

But after she walked up to Lin Hui, her eyes lit up as she stared at the venison on his back:

"venison?"

"Young man, did you hunt this?"

"Yes, I hunted it yesterday."

The woman carefully examined the venison, her eyes revealing her obvious fondness for it.

She looked at Lin Hui, her smile even more genuine than when she had thanked him earlier: "Young man, to be honest, I am Song Qingyan, the owner of Shiweitian Restaurant. I'll take this deer. If you have anything else, I'll take it all."

Now it was Lin Hui's turn to be surprised. He never expected that the person he casually saved was the owner of Shiweitian Restaurant.

"Madam, to be honest, I have another pair of fine items here. I wonder if you would like to take a look?"

"Then what are you waiting for? Take it out!"

Lin Hui pulled a cloth bag from his pocket. Inside was a pair of white wild boar tusks, with the blood vessels at the base still clearly visible.

"Good stuff, I'll take it."

Lin Hui chuckled: "Madam, aren't you going to ask about the price?"

"Young man, you jest."

Although blood was still seeping from Song Qingyan's forehead, her demeanor as a boss was unmistakable: "Young man, you saved my life today. It just so happens that you brought mountain produce to sell in town, and it just so happens that the mountain produce you brought is the kind I need. Isn't this fate?"

"So, I don't think there's any need to mention the price. If I let you suffer a loss, then I, Song Qingyan, will have no face to continue doing business in the future."

"Come on, follow me to the restaurant to get the money..."

Shiweitian Restaurant is a large restaurant in Linjiang County, covering a large area. It is a three-story wooden building and is always packed with customers.

"Xiao Wan, take Brother Lin to the accounting office. The amount of silver can be more, not less."

"I'll go upstairs to treat my wound and then I'll be right back."

Upon arriving at the entrance of Shiweitian Restaurant, Song Qingyan gave an instruction to her maid, Xiao Wan'er, then turned to Lin Hui with an apologetic smile: "Brother Lin, I'll be right back."

"You're too kind, Madam."

Lin Hui watched Song Qingyan go upstairs. It was only after being reminded by the maid Xiao Wan that Lin Hui came back to his senses and followed the maid to the accounting room in the backyard.

The accountant looked at the venison and nodded, then began to weigh it. He then started typing away on the abacus with a deafening clatter, and finally gave a number.

"The venison is not bad. A few years ago, it would have been worth at least twenty taels of silver, but now, with war and chaos, I'll give you five taels of silver."

"As for these wild boar tusks, they're quite good, but they're slow to sell. Here's eight taels of silver for you."

"That'll be thirteen taels of silver in total. Is that alright?"

Lin Hui nodded.

This was his first time selling goods, and he was unaware of the purchase price in the county.

But even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, right? He had heard from the villagers that the price the city paid for mountain products depended on the size, quality, and rarity of the game, so he thought the price the accountant gave him was fine.

In such a chaotic and war-torn era, thirteen taels of silver was already quite a lot.

Just as Lin Hui was collecting the money, Song Qingyan, who had finished treating her wounds, arrived.

"Thirteen taels of silver?"

She frowned slightly, walked up to the accountant, looked at the boar's tusks, and said, "Mr. Wang, that's not right of you. You can't take advantage of someone who doesn't know the ropes, can you?"

"Although fangs are slow to sell, they can fetch a high price if you encounter a knowledgeable person. Even if you take them to an antique shop like this, they should sell for at least ten taels of silver, right?"

"That makes a total of twenty taels of silver."

The accountant was taken aback at first, then chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, you're right, sir. I'm getting old and can't understand anything anymore. It's all thanks to you, sir, for coming."

Lin Hui weighed the twenty taels of silver in his hand; it was quite a lot.

He put the silver in his pocket, took a couple of steps and then felt unsafe, so he tied it back to his pocket before he felt at ease.

After they came out, Song Qingyan invited Lin Hui to sit down in front and personally brought him a cup of hot tea.

"Brother Lin, will you still come to the city to sell things in the future?"

Lin Hui nodded.

"Brother Lin, whenever you come to the city in the future, whether it's wild game or all kinds of wild mushrooms, our Shiweitian Restaurant will take it all."

Song Qingyan sat in the chair. Although the wound on her forehead had been treated, blood was still seeping out. At this moment, her face was no longer sickly pale, but rather had a rosy glow.

"Our business used to be great, although it's not so good now, but buying some mountain products from you is still a piece of cake."

"As for the price, it will be based on today's standard."

Lin Hui picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Madam? Is this how you repay me?"

"Repaying you is only one aspect."

Song Qingyan smiled and said, "More importantly, I need these things because I'm a person who eats for food, and some people just like to eat this kind of food."

"Take the venison you brought today, for example. Any seasoned gourmet will know it's good stuff at a glance."

"I buy your mountain products, and you pay me; we're now in a cooperative relationship."

Lin Hui nodded and agreed. Since they were going to cooperate, there was definitely no problem.

"no problem."

He knew he would need more and more money in the future, so having a fixed place to ship his goods was the best thing for him.

As a gesture of goodwill, Lin Hui told Song Qingyan the details of how the horses had been startled that day.

"Are you sure? Are you sure someone poisoned my horse?"

Lin Hui nodded in affirmation.

Seeing that Lin Hui didn't seem to be talking nonsense, she fell into deep thought, but soon chuckled as if she understood.

"Brother Lin, thank you for speaking frankly."

"I'll be more careful from now on."

Lin Hui nodded and did not continue speaking.

To him, today's events were purely coincidental. As for who Song Qingyan had offended, why she poisoned her horse, and what her purpose was, none of that mattered to him.

Now that he had received the silver, there was no need for him to stay any longer. He bowed slightly and walked out.

The Shiweitian Restaurant was very large, and Lin Hui had to walk through several corridors before reaching the lobby on the first floor.

In the middle of the lobby, he saw four familiar figures. This familiarity didn't mean that Lin Hui knew them, but rather that he recognized their clothes.

The four men were dressed exactly like the two border soldiers he had killed earlier. They sat there casually, with several wine jars scattered haphazardly in front of them.

Upon closer inspection, Lin Hui discovered that the leader among them was Zhao Hong, the team leader who had gone to Sigou Village that day.

"Waiter...waiter...where are they? Bring me some wine."

Hearing the shouts, the waiter hurried over to serve them, standing beside the group and bowing obsequiously: "Gentlemen, I'll go get the wine right away, just a moment, just a moment..."

"I don't want to drink anymore, bring me tea."

"Okay, I'll go right away, I'll go right away."

"Um?"

Zhao Hong suddenly stood up, grabbed the waiter by the collar, and cursed, "You look down on me, don't you?"

The waiter's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Just then, Song Qingyan swayed out from behind and said, "Gentlemen, calm down. The young waiter is ignorant. Why bother arguing with him?"

"I'll pour tea for everyone right away."

Zhao Hong sized up Song Qingyan, his eyes practically bulging when they landed on her chest: "Boss lady, you've come at the perfect time! How about having a drink with us? We know how to treat people well, especially a beauty like you."

As he spoke, Zhao Hong's hand already reached out to grab Song Qingyan's hand.