Chance Encounter in the Marketplace!

After bidding farewell to Xun'er, Hun Han walked along the spacious street, purchasing some necessities for his journey. Dried food, clothing, water, and other essential living supplies.

Wutan City was still a considerable distance from the Black Corner Region. By a rough estimate, it would take Hun Han at least a month to even leave the Gamma Empire.

Beside Hun Han was a medium-sized marketplace. Familiar with the storyline of Battle Through the Heavens and possessing an omniscient perspective, Hun Han knew that Wutan City's marketplace was controlled by three major families and one merchant guild. The three families were the Xiao Family, the Jialie Family, and the Oba Family. As for the merchant guild, it was naturally the Miterer Merchant Guild.

Currently, the marketplace Hun Han was in belonged to the Miterer Merchant Guild. After all, Hun Han was the thirteenth son of Hun Tiandi. Although his cheap father didn't favor him much, he was still quite well-off. Now, reborn, he naturally wouldn't mistreat himself. All the items he purchased were the best available. To buy the best and most genuine items, one could only come to this marketplace owned by the Miterer Merchant Guild.

To say they "controlled" it was perhaps inaccurate; it was more about maintaining order and safety within the marketplace. Originally, this fell under the jurisdiction of the City Lord's Mansion. However, due to the benefits involved, the City Lord's Mansion naturally handed over the management to others.

To set up a stall here, one needed to pay a certain commission to the management, essentially a protection fee. A portion of this protection fee went to the management, while another part fell into the pockets of certain individuals. For such a lucrative opportunity where money was made effortlessly, these individuals were naturally pleased. Furthermore, this method also helped balance the major powers within Wutan City, making them fight amongst themselves and weaken each other.

"I wonder if Ya Fei has arrived here yet?"

Hun Han mused curiously in his heart, which was also why he had chosen this marketplace.

As he moved through the marketplace, various hawking voices could be heard incessantly.

"Pills for sale, pills for sale! Grade one healing medicine—Recovery Pill, crafted by an alchemist from the Miterer Auction House. Only ten Gold Coins per bottle!"

As Hun Han approached the Miterer Auction House, a pleasant, melodious voice drifted over from ahead.

"Pills?"

Driven by curiosity, Hun Han walked towards the stall.

The stall was in an excellent location, right next to the entrance of the Miterer Auction House. The person tending the stall was a girl of about sixteen. She wore a sky-blue, long, one-piece dress, with an oval face, a delicate nose, large eyes, and long eyelashes. In front of her, a table was set up, upon which sat ten white jade bottles.

The girl's beauty, coupled with her ethereal hawking voice, attracted much attention.

Out of curiosity, Hun Han picked up a jade bottle, opened the cap, and poured out the pill inside. A faint fragrance invigorated the senses. However, the pill in his hand was far from perfectly round. It felt as if several ingredients had been haphazardly mixed together.

Such an unremarkable pill made one doubt if it possessed any medicinal properties.

"This is considered a pill?"

"Are you kidding me? If it weren't for that faint medicinal aroma, I'd think it was just a small dirt ball!"

"Ten Gold Coins a bottle! That's too expensive, little sister. How about this, sell me a bottle for five Gold Coins. If you agree, I'll take one!"

A Grade One Recovery Pill could save a life in a critical moment. Normally, a bottle of such a pill cost ten Gold Coins.

"No, one bottle of pill is ten Gold Coins. Firm price!" the long-lashed girl stated seriously.

"The appearance of your pill isn't great. A bottle is worth at most six Gold Coins. If you sell it for that, I'll buy it. If not, then forget it. I seriously doubt its efficacy; I won't buy it for any higher." A cunning glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"No, the price for one bottle of pill is ten Gold Coins. If you don't want it, please don't block others' way. I'm not desperate to sell it to you!" The long-lashed girl pouted, showing no intention of backing down.

"Tch, what an attitude! If you weren't somewhat attractive, I wouldn't even bother coming to your stall. Hmph, what's the big deal? You're just selling something, why are you acting so high and mighty!" The middle-aged man, who had initially hoped to get a bargain, felt his customer's dignity severely challenged by the girl's attitude and left her stall grumbling.

Hearing this, the long-lashed girl's eyes misted over, and she sniffed hard. She suppressed the tears that were welling up and continued to hawk, "Pills for sale, pills for sale! Grade one healing medicine—Recovery Pill, crafted by an alchemist from the Miterer Auction House. Only ten Gold Coins per bottle!"

After the little commotion, no one else inquired about the price of the girl's pills.

Seeing that no one was coming forward, Hun Han spoke up, "How much are your pills?"

The long-lashed girl replied, "Ten Gold Coins per bottle!"

Hun Han pointed at a jade bottle and asked again, "What about the jade bottle? If I only want the jade bottle, five Gold Coins each, will you sell it?"

The long-lashed girl stared at Hun Han, taken aback. Jade bottles weren't expensive; a good quality one would cost at most one Gold Coin. Hun Han was offering five Gold Coins, which startled her.

Could she have encountered a fool?

Hun Han continued, "I'm asking you, five Gold Coins for one jade bottle, will you sell it?"

The long-lashed girl nodded, "Sell!"

Without giving her time to think, Hun Han immediately asked, "If I only want the pills and not the jade bottle, is that okay?"

The long-lashed girl replied, "Yes."

Hun Han continued, "A bottle of pills is ten Gold Coins, and a jade bottle is five Gold Coins. If I only want the pills and not the jade bottle, Miss, how much do I need to pay you?"

The long-lashed girl answered without hesitation, "That's easy to calculate. Five Gold Coins per bottle."

"Good!"

Hun Han nodded, "I'll take all your pills."

The long-lashed girl smiled. This was her first sale, and she said joyfully, "Okay, where's the money?"

Hun Han smiled, "No rush for the money, it'll be here shortly."

With that, Hun Han stood beside the long-lashed girl and began to hawk, "Hey~ hey~ hey~ Come and see, come and see! Freshly made pills—Recovery Pills. As the saying goes, smoking hurts the lungs, drinking hurts the stomach, gambling disrupts society, and spending money at brothels hurts both money and lungs. Why not buy a Recovery Pill? It's economical and practical. Not expensive, not expensive, eight Gold Coins a bottle. You get what you pay for; spending money on good goods is wise. Not buying is your mistake. Limited quantity, first come, first served. Miss this village, and you'll miss this shop!"

As Hun Han finished speaking, faced with healing pills priced at eight Gold Coins a bottle, the onlookers scrambled to buy them, emptying the stall.

"Alright, here are your jade bottles. Ten bottles in total, please keep them safe, Miss. This is the money I owe you, fifty Gold Coins in total, please take it. Well then, happy cooperation. Goodbye, Miss!"

Hun Han tossed the bag of Gold Coins in his hand, a happy smile on his face.

"Mm, happy cooperation!"

The long-lashed girl also looked at her stall with joy. Finally, she had made a sale, and it had sold out completely.

However, as she watched Hun Han's retreating figure, the long-lashed girl frowned slightly. Why did she suddenly feel something was strange? She couldn't quite pinpoint what felt off.