The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 160 - 110 Rock City Grand Event_2

Chapter 160: Chapter 110 Rock City Grand Event_2

The stall owner had a face covered with wrinkles, looking to be over sixty years old, his clothing patched up several times. Only his granddaughter, not yet ten years old, helped him manage the business. Yet, their business was far from comparable to others, the two of them quite able to manage on their own.

Why was this so? She gazed at Wen Liangyu, lifting one of her delicate eyebrows, waiting for his explanation. He was much more intelligent than Young Master Wen and surely wouldn’t speak without reason. Although the elderly and the child staunchly held their stall, they only offered smiles when seeing them coming, unlike other tea stalls that vigorously touted for business, naturally resulting in fewer visitors in front of their stall.

"This is Mr. Lu Yu. His tea is very special; you’ll know as soon as you see it." Perhaps anyone who got close to Changtian would learn to be mysterious, and Wen Liangyu was no exception? "Mr. Lu, I’d like two pounds of tea, but I need to taste it first."

When Lu Yu brought out the tea, she was immediately amazed. As previously mentioned, all the tea she had seen in this world were shaped into cakes or balls for the convenience of carrying and transportation, some aged tea indeed grew more fragrant over time. However, there are many varieties of tea leaves, some with a mild flavor prioritized for their freshness and fragrance, thus the host is not willing to press them into cakes. The tea leaves she randomly picked up were loose, with red-edged curled leaves, emitting a unique fragrance, and were not pressed into clumps, obviously not intended for long-distance transportation. Moreover, they felt cool in her hand, indicating that Lu Yu must have used Ice Talisman to refrigerate the tea leaves, showing a meticulous attention to detail.

The old man placed a red mud stove beside his stall, set a large copper pot on it to boil water, scooped the tea leaves into a bowl, lifted the pot and poured the water without adding any other ingredients, and then handed it over.

This method of not adding any ingredients and directly pouring the water was the most familiar way of drinking for her. She sipped lightly, savoring the subtle bitterness amid the sweetness, but after swallowing, the aftertaste in her throat was sweet, almost as if it could linger on her tongue for three days. And this taste, fragrant without astringency, even carried an undertone of sweetness, much like the high mountain oolong she had drunk before.

This indeed tasted like the flavor of her homeland. As she sipped the tea, her nose felt a little sour. Having come to this world for over a year, she could unexpectedly revisit this old flavor in passing. "Boss, how much?" she blurted out, recalling how she often asked this back in her school canteen.

"Boss?" Lu Yu and Wen Liangyu were taken aback and laughed. They were only used to addressing the leaders of merchant groups as ’boss’. This girl addressing them so politely was unexpected.

"Two hundred and twenty taels per pound." Hearing this price made her pause. It’s not that she couldn’t afford it, as the tea Deng Hao sold her also cost more than two hundred taels per pound, but this was in the origin of tea production, Rock City, and yet Lu Yu could still ask such a high price.

Wen Liangyu knew what she was thinking just by watching her actions and explained: "Mr. Lu’s tea is top-grade among the teas of Rock City. His family has been growing and processing tea for three generations. The tea leaves sold from his household were always for the enjoyment of nobles in the central region of Nan Zhanbu Continent. However, a few years ago, Mr. Lu’s family encountered a mishap and had to withdraw from this business, now he only runs this small stall with his granddaughter. He is well-aged, and doesn’t produce much tea annually, only selling some during tea gatherings."

He glanced at Mr. Lu with a hint of melancholy: "All I know about tea craftsmanship was taught by Mr. Lu."

She expressed sympathy on her face, but numerous thoughts whirled through her mind. Wen Liangyu’s words meant that Mr. Lu most likely already knew of his half-demon identity, and he himself is deeply knowledgeable about tea. As expected, just then Mr. Lu shook his head and laughed: "The two or three moves I taught you wouldn’t be enough for a day’s learning. Now, Mr. Wen, your skills have far surpassed this old man."

Lu Yu had a total of just over four hundred pounds of tea leaves, which was incomparable to the stock of usual tea farmers and merchants, clearly a small-scale business. Ning Xiaoxian did not haggle; she directly paid 90,000 taels in silver notes to place an order, asking Lu Yu to deliver the tea to the Cloud Tiger Trading Team on an arranged day. Wen Liangyu watched from the side, impressed that a young woman pulled out such a huge sum of silver notes without even a furrowed brow, inwardly calling her a rich financier.

"Financier?" She glanced sideways at Wen Liangyu, "This little bit of money compared to what Second Young Master Wen can maneuver is merely a drizzle."

The speaker spoke without intent, but the listener read into it. Upon hearing this, Wen Liangyu’s heart jumped, his first thought being: How does she know?

At that moment, on the high platform in the mutual market, three strikes sounded, drawing everyone’s attention; it was Wenger, the Yan City Lord, with something to say.

This was her first time seeing this legendary figure in person, he was a tall, pale man without a beard, an elegant scholar. Well-maintained, his complexion rosy and his figure unaltered despite being at least in his fifties, he was still charming and easily likable.

Not being liked would be strange. Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t help but glance at Wen Liangyu beside her. This guy’s mother was a pure-blood female demon, wasn’t she also captivated by Wenger’s appearance? It shows that the charm of a handsome man transcends all races. Even though Wen Liangyu’s mother approached Wenger initially to repay a kindness, don’t forget, repaying kindness by pledging oneself also has a condition, and that condition is that the other party must be good-looking!

Look at Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, the Legend of the White Snake, and various idle and wayward historical stories, whether it’s the fox spirit who visits by moonlight or the White Snake who waits a thousand years, all were handsome men, weren’t they? If these benefactors looked like the male writers Shui Yun knew from Qidian’s main site, the mode of repaying kindness wouldn’t be an embrace, but rather flinging a few ingots of silver and calling it even.

The announcement made by Wenger, this elderly handsome man, in front of everyone carried significant weight. It was that Rock City had secretly developed a new celestial tea for many years, now introduced as Immortal Rock Tea! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)

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