The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

Long Jin was very perceptive. He raised his eyebrows and asked the waiter with a cold face, "Does it look good?"

The waiter felt guilty and quickly apologized with an embarrassed smile: "No, I didn't mean to offend the lady! I just haven't seen a fairy before, so I was distracted for a moment, distracted for a moment!"

Jingchen was open-minded and sensible. He took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and handed it to the waiter: "Thank you."

"Thank you, dear guest, thank you, dear guest!" Seeing that the guest was generous, the waiter nodded and bowed to express his gratitude, then turned and left.

"Hmph, you're always putting on airs all day long." Long Jin looked at the table of morning tea without touching it. He didn't need to eat at all, and he didn't like to eat these mortal foods.

Besides, Jingchen is of such a high status that he actually eats at the same table with him.

Jing Chen slowly tore open the thin skin of the soup dumpling and very tactfully handed one to Mu Hanxing first, then he started to do his old business and said sarcastically, "Young Master Long's pearls from Liyuan Palace are priceless, so buying him a morning tea is a piece of cake. How come you are a step slower than me?"

"You!" Long Jin was furious and was ready to fight him in the inn.

Mu Hanxing was so upset that she whispered fiercely, "It's so early in the morning, let's see who dares to quarrel between the two of you. Eat your food properly."

It's so annoying, day after day.

The two of them glared at each other silently as a warning, and then Long Jin asked seriously: "Is the Jiuzhou Ding you just mentioned really such a thing?"

When Long Jin asked this question, the two people at the table fell silent, each with their own thoughts. If the legend of the Jiuzhou Ding was true, Mu Hanxing and Jingchen were both very interested in it. It should be that everyone in charge of a region in the world would be interested in it. Who wouldn't want their country to last for thousands of years? Moreover, Mu Hanxing still remembered the dream her master had given her. Regardless of whether the Jiuzhou Ding belonged to the Heart-Searching Sect or not, she would continue to investigate.

There was silence at the table for a moment, and Mu Hanxing spoke first. She said seriously, "I know that you two must want to enshrine the Jiuzhou Ding in Huajing and Liyuan Palace respectively, but this time, I am afraid I will not give in, because I suspect that the Jiuzhou Ding is the treasure of Wenxin Sect."

The two were stunned, looking shocked.

At this time, three people walked into the inn. Mu Hanxing saw that it was the master of the Tong family, accompanied by two beautiful ladies. Master Tong came to the inn to have morning tea with his two beauties.

Seeing this, Mu Hanxing had a better idea in her mind. She quickly said to the two of them, "Have you seen the master of the Tong family? He is the local tyrant of Huaiyu Town. All the businesses on this street belong to his family. The most bizarre thing is that only when the Tong family's ships go to the East China Sea can they return safely. Could it be that the Chigui clan eats human flesh and divides people?"

Long Jin shook his head: "I only fought him once a hundred years ago. I don't know how the Chigui tribe survives."

Mu Hanxing was eating the noodles in his hand while listening to the sounds coming from all directions and looking around. At this moment, he saw a man in the inn stand up and walk to Master Tong, saying awkwardly, "Master Tong, I'm Mr. Xu from the Xu's Tea Shop. I want to ask... can you give us another box of candles this year? We've used up all the previous ones..."

The master of the Tong family was just laughing and joking with the two beautiful ladies. When he heard the voice, he quickly became serious, turned around, frowned and sighed, "Hey, Old Xu, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, but there is a rule in our town that each store can only be given one box of special-priced open-flame candles a year. At the beginning of the year, I asked the servants in the mansion to distribute them to all the stores in the town."

Old Xu soon showed a bitter look on his face. He clenched his hands, as if begging: "Master Tong, please make an exception... If it's really not possible, I can buy open-flame candles at full price. We have many places with open-flame candles at home."

Seeing this, Master Tong sighed and said, "I remember that your tea shop has been run with great effort for many years... Well, in fact, every year, our Tong family needs to kneel down by the sea and fast for two days to pray to the Dragon King for bright flames and candles for the townspeople... Seeing that it is not easy for you, I will sell you another box, but I can only give you the full price, okay?"

"Sure! Sure! Thank you, Master Tong! Thank you, Master Tong!" Old Xu was very excited and nodded and bowed to express his gratitude repeatedly.

Mu Hanxing quickly asked Long Jin beside him: "Did you know that the Tong family kneels down on the beach every year to pray for candles from the Dragon King?"

Long Jin frowned: "I don't know why mortals always like to do such stupid things? My dragon clan lurks in the sea, and protecting the people is the duty of generations. Why do they need to worship?"

Mu Hanxing sighed. Long Jin just stayed at the main gate of Liyuan Palace and never went out. He fought every day and would never be able to sit firmly on the throne. She had to give him some advice.

In fact, she had asked Duoli about the matter of the open flame candles after seeing it at the sacrificial ceremony yesterday.

The so-called "open flame candle" is a special offering from the master of the Tong family. It looks like an ordinary white candle, but it can drive away evil spirits at night and help those who have to deliver goods or go home to visit their relatives to drive away ghosts. This is why the townspeople followed the Tong family's team last night and dared to go home.

According to the townspeople, when they were worshipping in the newly built Dragon King Temple, the candles on the altar would always suddenly go out by themselves in the middle of the night. The doors and windows of the temple were closed at the time, so there was no such thing as the candles being blown out by the wind. Someone saw it with his own eyes while worshiping in the Dragon King Temple, and immediately thought that the Dragon King was angry. He was so scared that he wanted to run away, but he was afraid of encountering ghosts outside the temple, so he was forced to hide under the altar and spent the night in fear.

Afterwards, the next day, the man told Master Tong about the Dragon King's anger. After hearing this, Master Tong's face was as gloomy as water and he was extremely worried. He quickly called a meeting of all the townspeople, saying that it was probably because the townspeople were not sincere enough in worshipping the Dragon King and their sacrifices were not enough. He also specially distributed a white candle to every door that day, saying that it was an open flame candle that could ward off evil spirits and provide shelter.

Strangely enough, when the townspeople walked at night with open flames and candles, they did not encounter any ghosts.

From then on, the candles on the altar of the Dragon King Temple were replaced with open flame candles specially provided by the Tong family. What's even more bizarre is that the incense and candles in the temple never went out on their own for no apparent reason again.

Therefore, the townspeople, especially the merchants who need to go to the outer city to purchase and deliver goods, would ask Master Tong to buy a box of special open-flame candles every year for emergency use. However, each shop is limited to one box a year. Once they are used up, they can only ask Master Tong again like they did today, and they will get the full-price goods.

As a person who knows a little about business, she immediately felt that something was wrong. This was obviously the Tong family's routine. First, they raised the price of the entire open-flame candles, and then reduced the price of some of the open-flame candles, giving people the illusion that getting the discounted candles was a huge bargain. They began to feel grateful to Master Tong, but when they ran out of them, they could only buy more expensive open-flame candles at full price. Moreover, the price of open-flame candles was three times higher than that of ordinary candles.

Isn't this pure profiteership?