105: Chapter 105 Try it, it's super delicious!

Several people stood at the noisy Caishikou, looking at one another.

The dignified heir to the Marquis of Zhenguo, the daughter of the current Prime Minister, and a young master of the Murong family.

Pull any one of them out, and they were individuals who could walk sideways through the capital with impunity.

And now, they were actually assigned to manage elderly men and women fighting over cabbage?

"Fine then."

Chen Shanzhi sighed and rolled up his sleeves.

"Since it's a task, let's do it well.

I really didn't expect that I'd still have the life of a worker."

The others found the latter half of Chen Shanzhi's sentence somewhat baffling.

Although they were a hundred times unwilling, for the sake of the wind and cloud ranking points, they could only pinch their noses and force themselves to do it.

As it turned out, managing a vegetable market was much more exhausting than to Cultivate at the academy.

"Hey, hey, hey! Auntie, there's no need to pull hair over a single green onion!"

"You over there, the butcher, put down that cleaver!

If you point that knife at the fishmonger again, I'll slaughter you like a pig!"

"Stop! Thief, don't you dare run away with that wallet!"

The entire afternoon, Caishikou was in total chaos.

Chen Shanzhi moved like the wind, using his entire Xuanguan Nine Apertures cultivation just to catch thieves in the crowd.

Ouyang Wanqing, the dignified daughter of the Prime Ministers Mansion, was actually forced to draw the precious sword from her waist.

She used the sword to forcibly separate two shrews who were about to bite each other over a stall space.

Her water-blue long dress was unknowingly stained with several pieces of rotten cabbage leaves and dead fish scales flying from who knows where.

Murong Yun had it the worst, being surrounded and bombarded by several fierce vegetable-selling aunties.

By the afternoon.

A pretty figure rushed over from the direction of the academy in a great hurry.

It was Shen Lingfu, who had just finished her zither class.

Wearing a snow-white silk dress, she was dumbfounded the moment she ran into Caishikou.

She saw Chen Shanzhi, covered in dust, helping an old man pick up potatoes.

And Ouyang Wanqing, whose hem was stained with fish blood and whose face was as cold as frost.

Shen Lingfu's lips twitched twice.

Was this really executing a task?

They were clearly here as laborers for the vegetable market.

But since she was already here, she gritted her teeth and lifted her skirt.

She plunged into the market, which emitted all sorts of strange smells, and joined them in maintaining order.

...

The sun set in the west, and the sky gradually darkened.

The flow of people in the vegetable market finally dispersed, and the vendors began to pack up their stalls to head home.

Under the archway of Caishikou.

Chen Shanzhi and the others slumped onto stone blocks without any concern for their image.

Each of them was panting, exhausted like dogs.

Ouyang Wanqing's neat hair bun was messy, and her fair forehead was covered in sweat.

Shen Lingfu's snow-white dress was covered in mud, and she was rubbing her aching calves with a pained expression.

Murong Yun was lying flat on the ground with his limbs spread wide, as if his body had been hollowed out.

"Whew... this damn Bronze-rank task is more tiring than a fight at the Martial Arts Arena!"

Chen Shanzhi wiped the sweat from his face and complained while gasping for air.

He scanned the group, then suddenly froze.

"Eh? Wait."

Chen Shanzhi frowned: "Where is Jiang Feiyu?"

The others finally realized that they hadn't really seen Jiang Feiyu all afternoon.

They looked at each other; surely nothing had happened?

"Let's look for her!" Chen Shanzhi said.

Pushing their exhausted bodies, they walked back into the now-empty vegetable market.

After searching for a long time, they finally found Jiang Feiyu in a remote corner at the very back of the market.

Jiang Feiyu was sitting on a small stool, holding a white steamed bun in her hand.

With one "nom," half the bun was gone.

Her cheeks were puffed out like a hamster's as she chewed with great relish.

Beside Jiang Feiyu was a simple wooden plank stall.

Behind the stall stood a middle-aged woman wearing patched-up coarse cloth clothes.

She was holding the hand of a little girl about five or six years old, who was scrawny but extremely cute.

The mother and daughter were currently staring wide-eyed and dumbfounded at Jiang Feiyu.

That look was exactly as if they were watching a Taotie Divine Beast that hadn't eaten for days.

"Jiang Feiyu!"

Chen Shanzhi walked over irritably: "We were working ourselves to death outside, and you ran here to slack off?"

Hearing the voice, Jiang Feiyu turned her head.

Her cheeks were bulging high as she pointed at Chen Shanzhi and the others while speaking indistinctly to the middle-aged woman:

"Mmph... Sister, look, the ones paying the bill... ah, no, my friends are here."

After speaking, Jiang Feiyu stood up and wiped her hands casually on her clothes.

Then she pulled a plump white steamed bun from her bosom and handed it over very generously.

"Try it, it's berry delicious."

Looking at her serious expression, Chen Shanzhi subconsciously took the bun and took a bite.

It was dry, and besides a bit of sweetness from the flour, it had nothing.

Extremely mediocre.

Chen Shanzhi chewed twice and was about to complain.

Then he heard Jiang Feiyu pat the flour off her hands and say righteously: "Since you've eaten, remember to pay."

Chen Shanzhi: "???"

He stared wide-eyed at Jiang Feiyu: "Are... are you serious?"

"Nonsense, this young lady never carries money when going out. It's not like this is your first day knowing me," Jiang Feiyu replied confidently.

Chen Shanzhi's lips twitched twice.

He turned to look at the middle-aged woman.

The woman looked extremely uneasy, her hands tightly twisting the hem of her coarse cloth shirt, as if she were afraid Chen Shanzhi and the others would skip out on the bill, yet not daring to speak up to hurry them.

Chen Shanzhi sighed, fished a small silver ingot from his bosom weighing about one or two taels, and threw it directly into the broken bowl on the stall.

"Sister, keep the change."

When the middle-aged woman caught the silver, her eyes instantly turned red. She pulled the little girl beside her to kneel and kowtow:

"Thank you, noble sirs! Thank you, noble sirs!"

Chen Shanzhi was first startled, then reacted quickly and caught her:

"Sister, it's not necessary. It's just the cost of a few buns."

After some conversation, the group learned the situation.

The middle-aged woman's husband had gone to work outside the city in his early years and broke his leg; he had been bedridden for years.

The family had lost its livelihood, and she relied entirely on helping a bun shop in the east of the city sell buns every day, earning an extremely meager price difference to survive.

"For every five buns sold, the owner only gives me one copper coin as a fee for my trouble."

The sister wiped her tears and looked at the sensible little girl beside her:

"The market was chaotic today, and not a single bun was sold.

If it weren't for this kind-hearted young heroine buying the whole stall, I'm afraid we wouldn't even have money for medicine when we go back tonight."

The little girl, with her hair in two pigtails and wearing ill-fitting old clothes, very obediently poured a bowl of plain water and held it up to Chen Shanzhi.

She said in a milky voice: "Big brother, have some water.

Thank you, big brother and big sisters, for helping Mama."

Looking into the little girl's pure and innocent big eyes.

Ouyang Wanqing's and Shen Lingfu's hearts were instantly melted, and a touch of softness unconsciously appeared in their eyes.

Chen Shanzhi ruffled the little girl's yellowish hair, feeling somewhat touched in his heart as well.

This damn world.

It's really hard for the common people at the bottom to survive.

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Feiyu.

No wonder this person, who usually loved meat the most, would come here to eat these tasteless white buns; it turned out she saw how pitiful the mother and daughter were.

Chen Shanzhi glanced at the clean wooden plank stall and asked casually:

"Even if you bought the whole lot, where are the remaining buns?

How come there isn't a single one left? Did you pack them up for the sister to take back?"

Jiang Feiyu let out an extremely loud burp.

She patted her still-flat stomach and said with an innocent face:

"No, I ate them all."

"There were over two hundred buns on that stall, and I only left this last one for you."

Chen Shanzhi: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Over two hundred? Are you the Reincarnation of a pig!

After bidding farewell to the mother and daughter who were full of gratitude, Chen Shanzhi grandly declared that their team would buy all the buns every day from now on.

...

The sky was completely dark.

The group dragged their weary bodies back to the Jiantian Division headquarters.

In the side hall, Zhao Laosan's paralyzed face still showed no expression.

"South City Caishikou, no major brawls or casualties today, public order is good."

Zhao Laosan very officially signed off on the dossier.

Then he took out a seal and stamped each of their Waist Tokens.

"Lower-grade Bronze-rank task completed."

"Five points each."

The group picked up their academy Waist Tokens to look; a very faint light flashed.

Sending their Divine Sense inside, they found that their points on the wind and cloud ranking had indeed arrived in real-time, increased by five points.

"This efficiency is truly no joke," Chen Shanzhi nodded inwardly.

Leaving the Jiantian Division, the night breeze was slightly cool.

Because the academy's wind and cloud ranking team point standings would be announced every time they returned from a rest day.

Today was only the first day, and everyone was exhausted enough that they had no interest in continuing to wander around.

The group returned to the academy and then bid each other farewell.

Chen Shanzhi took a long stretch and strolled back alone to the luxurious detached dormitory of the Heaven Class.