This Saint Son Was Not That Saint Son (Thanks to 149314 for the Generous Reward; Extra Chapter in Gratitude)

On the left was a man with a pale golden compartment on his shoulder. Inside rested a zither, and as he walked, it seemed to give off pleasing music.

The man on the right had an identical pale golden compartment on his shoulder, but inside floated a scroll. It seemed to rise and fall within the compartment, every movement sending light and shadow flowing through it in a most unusual sight.

The three went upstairs together. The waiter bent deeply at the waist, not even daring to ask such nonsense as, "How will the three young masters be paying?" His whole body was nearly flattened against the floor.

But once the three had gone upstairs and their backs vanished from sight, the waiter became cocky again...

Lin Su possessed a Heaven-Reaching Token, but there were currently no Contribution Points in it. Perhaps it was not yet time for the monthly "wages" to be distributed. Thus, he had no qualifications to go to the second floor and could only spend a hundred taels of silver in the hall below for a huge bowl of rice.

A hundred taels of silver! In the lower realm, that was equivalent to a prime minister's monthly salary. It could buy twenty untouched young maidens. Even on the Holy Hall's side, it possessed the same formidable purchasing power—enough to cover the normal monthly expenses of dozens of people at Lin Su's Changxing Residence.

Yet here, it bought only one bowl of rice!

And there were not even any dishes!

On top of the rice was a chunk of meat of unknown origin, along with three green vegetable leaves. That counted as the dishes!

Lin Su was not an ignorant man. During the Jade Pool Gathering, he had seen the merchants in Jade City who "did not