The servant beside the young noble immediately set down a bag.
It was bulging, and the mouth of the bag was slightly open, revealing bright white silver that almost blinded everyone’s eyes.
“Second Brother, this young noble is so rich. Why don’t we…”
“Shut your damn mouth! Do you not recognize Young Master Ye of Yulong Villa!”
“Young Master Ye!”
Zhu Lan’s expression changed drastically.
Ordinary people couldn’t produce this much silver, and rich people weren’t fools.
Combined with the onlookers’ repeated cries of “Young Master Ye,” Zhu Lan had already guessed the young noble’s identity.
This was the male lead of this story, Ye Feng.
Damn it, the surname Ye was a major one among power fantasy protagonists.
Yulong Villa was a renowned family in Liangzhou with formidable power.
Zhu Lan slammed down thirty copper coins and reached out to take the stone: “It’s a deal. I’ve bought it for thirty copper coins.”
“Hey! Young hero, this young master seems to want it more.”
The stall owner revealed a hideous face, rubbing his hands together like a cunning fly.
“The highest bidder wins.”
Between thirty copper coins and one hundred taels, even a fool would know which to choose.
Zhu Lan squeezed out a smile: “That saying isn’t entirely correct. Boss, the most important thing for a businessman is his word. First come, first served.”
Zhu Lan reached out to grab it, but the stall owner nimbly hid it behind his back, a shrewd smile on his face: “You two young heroes should discuss it first. You decide who this stone is eventually sold to!”
The onlookers were also filled with surprise and suspicion.
To think two people wanted the same stone at the same time.
Could it be that they had truly misjudged it?
Among them was the Young Master of Yulong Villa, who didn’t even blink before dropping a hundred taels of silver.
Ye Feng also seemed somewhat surprised that someone would actually fight him for a broken stone.
Just as he was about to turn his head to persuade the beggar to give up the chance to compete with him, an ancient voice echoed in his divine sense.
“You brat, do not underestimate this stone. If this old man hasn’t seen wrongly, there is definitely something extraordinary inside!”
Since even the mysterious elder in his divine sense said it was something extraordinary, Ye Feng became truly curious.
“Young hero, I have set my sights on this stone. I wonder if you could part with it and let me have it? I naturally will not mistreat you.”
Zhu Lan looked embarrassed: “Young Master Ye, to tell you the truth, I also feel that this stone is fated to be with me. My backyard latrine is missing a stone, and these past few days, crouching there just hasn’t felt right.”
Hearing that the beggar’s intended use for the stone was so vulgar, the onlookers spat out “crude” several times and moved a few steps further away from Zhu Lan.
Zhu Lan appeared calm on the surface, but he was breaking out in a cold sweat in his heart.
For the male lead to arrive so quickly, the old grandpa in the ring must have exerted his power.
Zhu Lan couldn’t compete in wealth or power, so he wanted to disgust the male lead into leaving.
Ye Feng smiled without a word and signaled the servant behind him to take out another bag of silver.
“The silver is for you; the stone is for me.”
The servant delivered the money into his hands, and Zhu Lan naturally accepted it.
He hefted the bag to gauge its weight—it was quite a lot.
Extravagantly wealthy.
“Fine.”
After Zhu Lan snatched the stone from the stall owner, he suddenly reached out and snatched back the bag of silver that had been on the owner’s stall.
“Young Master Ye, I spent sixty copper coins to buy the stone, and you spent a hundred taels to buy it from me. How about that?”
Zhu Lan smiled and returned the silver to Ye Feng as a gesture of goodwill.
The stall owner panicked.
“Young Master Ye, you cannot go back on your word! This is… you promised me!”
With a wave of his hand, Ye Feng tossed another bag of silver to the stall owner.
“I am a man of my word.”
Zhu Lan: ……
So pretentious.
The wealth-approachable Young Master Ye.
“Young Master Ye, to be honest with you, I have had an empty stomach for several days. Could you take me to eat some meat to fill me up? Once we reach the restaurant, I will naturally return both the stone and the silver to you.”
Zhu Lan’s mind spun, and he came up with an idea.
Before Ye Feng could answer, a burly man following him grew displeased.
“You beggar, what audacity! How dare you presume to sit at the same table as my master? Know your place!”
The burly man clearly possessed a cultivation base, and his shout left the people present feeling shaken.
However, Ye Feng waved his hand: “It is no matter. It just so happens that my own stomach has been empty for a long time. Let us go to the Heaven Number One Tower.”
He saw that this beggar’s manner of speech was extraordinary and did not seem like someone illiterate, so he felt a spark of interest.
“Young Master Ye, is Wine Scent Tower alright?”
Zhu Lan scratched his head as if feeling shy.
“I ate the roast chicken there last time, and I still haven’t forgotten the taste.”
The sight of a beggar acting coy made Ye Feng unable to resist laughing: “Hahaha, don’t just speak of one; ten would be fine!”
Only then did Zhu Lan follow the group toward Wine Scent Tower.
Just as the group reached the entrance of Wine Scent Tower, Zhu Lan’s expression suddenly changed, and he clutched his stomach in pain, frozen in place.
Ye Feng noticed Zhu Lan’s abnormality and gave him a strange look.
“Young Master Ye, this… I ate some leftover food from yesterday this morning, and now my stomach is in unbearable pain. I want to go to the latrine.”
Zhu Lan looked pained as he clutched his stomach and crouched down.
“You beggar are full of lies! Not a word of truth in your mouth! You previously said you hadn’t eaten for days, so does what you ate this morning not count!”
The fierce burly man jumped out again and roared at Zhu Lan.
“I… how could I dare to deceive Young Master Ye! Even if I had ten heads, it wouldn’t be enough to pay for such a crime. I was likely suffering from hunger and cold and spoke nonsense. My stomach is indeed in unbearable pain.”
Zhu Lan spoke sincerely, rolling on the ground as if his stomach truly hurt.
“It is fine. Just come straight up to the third floor when you return.”
Ye Feng didn’t show any disdain; he waved his hand magnanimously and let Zhu Lan leave.
After Zhu Lan left, Ye Feng instructed the burly man: “Go wait for him outside the latrine.”
Not bothering with trifles didn’t mean he was a fool.
“Yes.”
The burly man cupped his fists to accept the order and followed after Zhu Lan.
Ye Feng, meanwhile, went up to the third floor.
“Bring ten roast chickens first!”
The path to the latrine was a bit winding, with all sorts of messy small alleys.
Zhu Lan had already circled through these paths several times.
The burly man behind him grew impatient: “Hurry it up! Or I’ll break your legs!”
Zhu Lan smiled apologetically: “Great Hero, I’m sorry. This is only my second time at Wine Scent Tower, and I’m having a hard time finding the latrine.”
“If you don’t find it in half a minute, don’t even think about going!”
The man spoke with a loud voice and a fierce tone.
Zhu Lan had rolled his eyes countless times internally, but this man had clearly stepped onto the path of cultivation.
A wise man doesn’t fight when the odds are against him.
A gentleman’s revenge is never too late, even after ten years.
After another turn, Zhu Lan’s eyes lit up, and he headed straight toward a secluded small path.
“Ouch! Don’t you have eyes when you walk!”
A beggar crouching by the roadside was stepped on by Zhu Lan and subconsciously shouted a curse.
Zhu Lan didn’t speak.
He opened his palm to reveal silver that had been gripped until it was soaked in sweat, and his gaze flickered toward the latrine.
Seeing the silver, the beggar instantly went silent and continued crouching by the roadside as if nothing had happened.
Zhu Lan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and acted as if he were relieved: “Ah, so the latrine is over here! I’ve been looking for so long, to think I almost walked in several times already!”
The burly man nearby looked displeased.
He knew where the latrine was, but why should a cultivator have to point a beggar to the toilet?
Ten roast chickens—the Young Master was truly generous.
However, those ten roast chickens wouldn’t be that easy to eat.
Hoping to see a joke, the burly man didn’t realize he was being played by Zhu Lan.
While waiting outside the latrine, he even took a few steps back in disgust.