Han Mo felt that he had encountered the greatest challenge of his life, bar none.
He began to suspect that the pretty young clerk in front of him was doing it on purpose.
At the same time, he had already begun planning whether he should move to another city.
It seemed there was no longer any place for him to stand firm in Qichuan.
"The customer who ordered the Collaboration Maid Set Meal said you all should keep it down! He's embarrassed, understand?!" The girl turned and shouted at the busy clerks beside her.
Han Mo: "..."
On purpose. You definitely did that on purpose, didn't you?!
Feeling the increasingly scorching gazes around him, Han Mo only felt as though time were crawling by unbearably slowly. Calling it a year for every day would not have been an exaggeration.
After enduring several long minutes of his life, the girl's pleasant voice finally pulled his chaotic thoughts back to reality. "The customer who ordered the Collaboration Maid Set Meal, come pick up your order!"
Han Mo could not take it anymore. All the restraint he had cultivated over so many years of life seemed to have gone to waste. Still, he lowered his voice. "I'm right here. Why are you shouting so loudly?"
"Hello, that will be one Silver Coin and five Copper Coins." The girl said with a smile.
"Here are two Silver Coins. Keep the change." Han Mo took out two gleaming Silver Coins from his pocket and placed them on the counter.
Cultivators generally used Spirit Crystals as currency, while ordinary people used Copper Coins, Silver Coins, Gold Coins, and the like.
The exchange rate between the two was enormous.
Therefore, to keep society running normally, cultivators also followed all sorts of rules.
Han Mo was a perfect