Wealth and glory seek stability

When the old man came out, Jian Xi called out, "Uncle, come here for a moment."

The old man was a little nervous when he saw Jian Xi's luxurious clothes, but he didn't dare to disobey. He walked forward holding the brown rice in his arms tightly, "Young Master, do you want to tell me something?"

Jian Xi tried her best to put on a friendly smile, "Don't be afraid, old man. I'm just curious. This shopkeeper is too mean. I heard that the rice shop in Fengyu in the capital has fair prices. Why don't you buy rice there?"

"I've heard of it, but the shop is clean. If we go there, we might pollute their land. We're just buying a few buckets of brown rice, but this is the case with this small shop, not to mention the big shop. I heard that even the counters there are made of expensive glass. I'm afraid if I break it by accident, my family won't be able to afford the compensation even if I sell it!"

So that’s it!

Jian Xi suddenly understood that this was due to over-decoration, which made people feel that the things inside were expensive just by looking at the outside.

It seems that when we get back I still have to ask Lei Zi to come up with a solution so that poor families can also benefit.

"Uncle, I'll give you one penny. Go to Fengyuhao and buy a liter of brown rice. I'm the owner of Fengyuhao. If the price there is fair, please help us promote it when you go back. This money will be considered as a treat from me."

The old man didn't expect that there would be such a good thing in the world. "Really?"

"Of course it's true. How about this? I'll take you there and watch from outside the door. If that guy isn't honest, I'll help you teach him a lesson."

"Okay." The old man was not worried about the waiter's contempt. The most important thing was to get benefits. Although the capital was prosperous, there were also many poor families. He had heard a lot of cold words. With this one penny of silver, he could buy nearly 20 kilograms of brown rice, which would allow his family to survive for at least a month.

Regardless of whether it was a trick of this noble young man, he did benefit from it after all.

Jian Xi brought the old man to the Fengyu, only to see the same waiter coming forward to greet them. His attitude was neither enthusiastic nor cold, just barely acceptable.

When the old man came out with a big bag of brown rice, he felt dizzy.

Seeing Jian Xi, he walked up to her happily and said, "Sir, it's just like you said. The brown rice here is one penny cheaper than the one on East Street. If I had known this earlier, I would have bought it here. The waiter was very nice and said that old rice is cheaper than new rice. I bought this big bag for one penny."

As the old man spoke, Jian Xi turned around and walked away.

"Thank you, young master." Thinking of his newly born grandson, the old man happily went home with the food in his hands.

It seems that there are still kind-hearted people in this capital city.

Jian Xi didn't know yet that she had received a nice guy card.

Two streets away from the General's Mansion, there seemed to be some noise in a small alley.

Jian Xi plucked up her courage and walked to the entrance of the alley.

Looking over, I saw a man who looked to be in his early forties. His face was covered in black and gray, and it was hard to tell what he looked like originally. He was wearing a gray robe with multiple wounds on it. His dirty hair was loosely tied up with a peach wood hairpin, and he was wearing black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles. There was an abandoned basket next to him as a barrier.

It was almost evening and there were few people on the street. The wounds on the man's body looked festering. His brows were furrowed and he kept mumbling, "You must live well... take care of... your sister..."

Jian Xi originally thought that it was better to have less trouble than more, but after taking three steps, she felt compassion.

"Well, just consider it as your luck. I'll go back and ask the servants to rescue you. If you're still here, it means you're not destined to die. If not, I'll have done my best for you."

Jian Xi walked quickly back to the general's mansion, and just then, Mo Chuan was chatting and laughing with Ahua and others outside the second gate.

Seeing Jian Xi, Mo Chuan reminded the people around him, "The girl is here."

Ahua and his companions hurried forward to pay their respects.

"Forget it, Ah Hua and Mo Chuan, go find a piece of wood and a piece of white cloth and follow me to a place."

"Yes."

When Jian Xi brought two people here, the man still maintained his previous posture.

Mo Chuan recognized at a glance that the Taoist robe on the man looked like that of his master, but he looked much thinner.

"You two carry him onto the board and cover him with a white cloth."

"Yes."

Ah Hua was a little scared. Was this person dead? But when he saw Mo Chuan took the initiative to step forward and lift up his upper body, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Mo Chuan was very careful, "Be careful not to bump into anything."

Gently place the man on the wooden board and cover him with a white cloth.

Mo Chuan's heart couldn't help but tremble.

If this person is the master...

"You two carry him back and find an empty room in the outer courtyard to place him there first."

"Yes."

Seeing the two people leaving, Jian Xi stepped forward, found a handful of soil from an open space not far away, carefully wiped the blood on the ground with her feet, and pushed down the piled baskets to cover up the traces that someone had been lying there.

He looked around and covered up all the visible bloodstains with soil.

She didn't want to bring back a time bomb, so she followed the footsteps of Mo Chuan and Ahua and looked carefully. She was relieved only when she saw that there was no bloodstain left.

Just a quarter of an hour after Jian Xi left, a group of people wearing Feather Guard armor arrived near the alley.

"Chief, the blood trail stops here. I guess Mo Shoujian was rescued by someone."

"check!"

"That person will hide his whereabouts. I'm afraid he is an expert. Don't act rashly after finding him out."

"Yes, chief."

When Jian Xi returned, Mo Chuan was waiting anxiously at the door. When he saw Jian Xi, it was like he saw a savior.

"Girl, you're finally back."

Jian Xi looked around and raised her index finger.

"Shh, take me there."

"Hey."

Mo Chuan led the way until they reached the wing room.

Jian Xi closed the door and turned around, and Mo Chuan knelt on the ground.

"Please, girl, save my master!"