2: Chapter 2 is for sale!!
The next day, early morning.
"Brother Feng?" Lin Youchu's timid voice came from beside his ear.
Chu Feng opened his eyes from his Cultivate session.
She had already woken up and was sitting on the bed clutching the quilt. Her hair was a bit messy, and her face still held the confusion of someone who had just woken up.
Seeing Chu Feng looking at her, her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head.
"Awake?" Chu Feng's tone softened a bit. "Sleep a while longer; it's still early."
Lin Youchu shook her head and got up to get dressed.
Her movements were a bit difficult, but she endured it without a sound.
"I'm going to the inner city today to sell talismans and buy some things. You stay at home and lock the door."
Lin Youchu nodded and said in a low voice, "Mm, Husband, you... be careful."
After breakfast.
Chu Feng tucked away the fifteen Low Grade protective Spirit Talismans he had drawn over the last ten days and the seven Yellow Rank Medium Grade protective Spirit Talismans he had drawn at night, then headed out.
Black Stone Street was ten miles away from the inner city. It wasn't far, but the outer city was not peaceful; murders and looting happened from time to time.
Chu Feng walked very cautiously, trying his best to stick to the main roads where there were many people.
Not long after.
He arrived at the inner city.
Compared to the chaos of the outer city, the inner city was a completely different scene.
The streets were wide and clean, lined with shops on both sides, their signs shimmering with various colors of spiritual light.
The pedestrians were dressed in fine clothing, and occasionally, one could see a Foundation Establishment Cultivator flying on a sword, drawing envious gazes.
Chu Feng's destination was clear—Pingan Pavilion.
It was a medium-sized talisman shop in the inner city. The shopkeeper's surname was Song; he was a kind person, and his prices were fair.
Chu Feng had always sold his talismans here and was considered a regular customer.
Pingan Pavilion was located on a street in the third ring, a three-story wooden building with an elegant facade.
When Chu Feng entered, a middle-aged Cultivator wearing a cyan robe and sporting a goat beard was behind the counter, looking up intently at a talisman.
"Shopkeeper Song." Chu Feng greeted him.
"Yo, Fellow Daoist Chu has arrived."
Shopkeeper Song turned his head and smiled. "What good things did you bring this time?"
Chu Feng took a stack of Spirit Talismans from his chest and placed them on the counter.
Shopkeeper Song picked up the one on top.
He raised an eyebrow and examined it carefully for a moment, a flash of surprise appearing in his eyes. "Fellow Daoist Chu, is this talisman... drawn by you?"
"I succeeded by luck." Chu Feng said calmly.
"Good, very good!"
Shopkeeper Song held it up with both hands and looked at it carefully. "A Yellow Rank Medium Grade protective talisman, with clear patterns and abundant spiritual power; this is top-tier merchandise. Fellow Daoist Chu, this is truly a case of accumulating strength for a Breakthrough!"
He carefully counted all the talismans: fifteen Low Grade and seven Medium Grade.
"The Low Grade ones are at the old price, three Spirit Stones each. For the Medium Grade... I'll give you fifteen Spirit Stones each, how about that?" Shopkeeper Song looked at Chu Feng.
The market price for a Yellow Rank Medium Grade protective Spirit Talisman was fifteen to eighteen Spirit Stones, so fifteen was fair.
Chu Feng nodded. "That works."
"A total of one hundred and fifty Low-Grade Spirit Stones." Shopkeeper Song took a small cloth bag from under the counter and pushed it over. "Count them."
Chu Feng took a look, confirmed it was correct, and put away the cloth bag.
It was heavy—the harvest of his ten days of work.
"Since Fellow Daoist Chu has achieved a Breakthrough, I will buy as many Yellow Rank Medium Grade Spirit Talismans as you have in the future." Shopkeeper Song said with a smile.
"Many thanks, Shopkeeper." Chu Feng cupped his hands. "I also need to buy some Materials."
"Please, go ahead."
Chu Feng walked around the shop and bought one hundred sets of Materials for drawing protective talismans.
He left Pingan Pavilion.
Chu Feng then went to buy twenty catties of Low Grade Spirit Rice, costing one Low-Grade Spirit Stone per catty.
He also cut off a catty of Yao Beast pork, spending five Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
On this trip, he earned one hundred and fifty Spirit Stones and spent forty-five, leaving him with one hundred and five Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
Although it wasn't much, Chu Feng felt very secure in his heart.
With the status of a Yellow Rank Medium Grade talisman master, his income could increase steadily.
When he returned to the small courtyard at No. 56 Black Stone Street, it was already noon.
The moment Chu Feng pushed open the door, he saw Lin Youchu holding a rag, carefully wiping the corners of the workbench.
Hearing the movement, she looked up and called out softly, "Husband."
"Mm, I'm back." Chu Feng closed the door and placed the things he had bought on the table.
Spirit Rice, Yao Beast meat, and Materials.
Lin Youchu looked at those items and was stunned.
Especially that catty of Yao Beast pork, red and white, still streaked with blood, emitting a faint, fishy scent.
For her, this was a luxury item that she might not even get to eat during the New Year.
"This, this must have cost how many Spirit Stones..." Her voice trembled.
"Since I earned money, naturally I should spend it. Your body is too weak, and you need to nourish it properly." Chu Feng said with a smile.
Lin Youchu looked at Chu Feng, her eyes slowly turning red.
The man before her not only saved her life but also gave her a home, and now, he was treating her so well.
"Th-thank you, Husband..." Lin Youchu's voice choked up.
Chu Feng reached out and patted Lin Youchu's head. "We are husband and wife; saying thank you is being overly polite. We'll stew the meat for dinner. You tidy up, and I'll draw some talismans for a while."
He sat down at the workbench and spread out the talisman paper.
Behind him came the sound of rustling.
Lin Youchu carefully put away the Spirit Rice and meat, then took the rag and continued to wipe every corner of the room.
Her movements were very light, for fear of disturbing him.
Chu Feng raised his brush and dipped it in ink.
In his mind, the pattern of the protective talisman appeared clearly. The tip of the brush fell, moving like flowing clouds and streaming water.
One, two, three...
All were successful, and all were Medium Grade.
In the evening, the aroma of meat filled the small room.
Lin Youchu had stewed a pot of meat soup, adding some dried vegetables and Spirit Rice.
The meat was a bit tough, and the seasoning was simple, but Lin Youchu ate very slowly, chewing every bite carefully as if she were savoring some rare delicacy.
Chu Feng looked at her and said, "Eat more, build up your strength. Better days are still ahead. Once we've saved enough money, we'll move to the inner city."
Lin Youchu nodded and said in a low voice, "Mm, I will listen to whatever Husband says."
The night deepened.
+3 times!!
[Giant Spirit Root System]
[Rank: Level 1 (8/100 times)].
Days passed by one by one.
Chu Feng's originally deathly silent and desolate small courtyard gradually began to resemble a "home."
Lin Youchu was a diligent person.
Every day before dawn, she would drag her somewhat weary body out of bed to clean the house, wash clothes, and cook.
Every day, apart from the necessary meals and three Dual Cultivation sessions, Chu Feng spent all his time drawing talismans and Cultivating.
The success rate for protective talismans stabilized at around eighty percent, and they were basically all Yellow Rank Medium Grade.
Ten days later, he left the small courtyard again.
In fact, he had long since used up the one hundred sets of Materials for the protective talismans.
However, he was not in a hurry.
His strength was insufficient now, so he had to be steady.
Even so, he was still 'targeted'.