Three Hundred Thirty Taels of Silver

"Creak..."

Zhao Han exerted his strength, pulling, and the bowstring was continuously drawn.

It required four shi of force just to start pulling, and without that much force, the bowstring wouldn't budge at all.

The shop assistant was utterly shocked. He hadn't expected Zhao Han to be bluffing. This feat alone was enough to prove that Zhao Han possessed the strength of the Muscle Refining Realm.

As the bowstring was drawn, it finally formed a full moon.

A powerful aura emanated from the air, along with the terrifying might of the Ironwood Hard Bow poised to strike. The shop assistant knew he had encountered a master.

He had simply never heard of a Martial Artist of the Muscle Refining Realm existing in Blackwater County.

After pulling to his limit, Zhao Han had exceeded eight shi of force, reaching the upper limit of this Ironwood Hard Bow, which should have been over six hundred jin.

Slowly releasing the tension, Zhao Han let out a sigh of relief and said, "This is a good bow. How much does it cost?"

"G-guest, the Ironwood Hard Bow sells for fifty taels of Silver."

"Fifty taels of Silver? That's so expensive!" Zhao Han exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing that Zhao Han couldn't produce fifty taels of Silver, the shop assistant dared not show any mockery.

"Guest, you get what you pay for. This hundred-year-old ironwood is inherently valuable, and it takes considerable labor to shape and polish it into a bow. The bowstring is also made from the finest rhinoceros sinew..."

"I know, this bow is worth the price, but I don't have that much money on me right now. I was wondering if your shop would consider a trade?"

The shop assistant was stunned. A trade?

That makes sense. A Martial Artist in the Muscle Refining Realm might not have much cash, but they'd surely have plenty of valuable items.

"I'll have to ask the shopkeeper about that. I can't make that decision."

"Then please do!"

Zhao Han waved his hand, and the shop assistant respectfully retreated.

Seeing the numerous bows and arrows still in the shop, Zhao Han suddenly had a mischievous thought: he could use his System space to take them all.

With ten cubic meters of space, he could fit any bow and arrow here.

But he only thought about it. Zhao Han wasn't that unscrupulous.

The Jinshi Weapon Shop had no grudge against him, so there was no need to do anything harmful.

If the Jinshi Weapon Shop had offended him, Zhao Han would definitely pay them a visit at night for a "zero-cost purchase."

Before long, a middle-aged man with a mustache, dressed like a merchant, approached and solemnly cupped his fists at Zhao Han:

"I am Jin Sanyu, the shopkeeper of the Blackwater County branch of the Jinshi Weapon Shop. May I ask if you, esteemed guest, wish to trade? And if so, what item do you have?"

"My name is Yan Zhao. I'm just a beast hunter."

"I have some good items here that my brothers and I hunted in the mountains. It's not convenient to discuss here, let's find a secluded place," Zhao Han said, looking around.

"Certainly!"

Jin Sanyu and Zhao Han moved to a room where a maid served tea and pastries, showing great sincerity.

Zhao Han didn't hold back. He rummaged through his cloth bag and pulled out a Mountain Lord Heart, a Tiger Penis, a Tiger Gallbladder, and a Tiger Tail.

These four items were considered the most valuable.

As soon as the items were brought out, they exuded a powerful aura.

Jin Sanyu, being knowledgeable, immediately changed his expression: "This, this is a fierce tiger... No, this is the heart and limbs of a Mountain Lord!"

"That's right, it's a Mountain Lord. Shopkeeper Jin, what is the price for these four items?" Zhao Han asked with a smile.

A Mountain Lord was definitely valuable, much more so than an ordinary fierce tiger.

"Let me take a closer look," Jin Sanyu said, stepping forward to examine each item.

He was then inwardly startled: "They're still warm! This must be a Mountain Lord killed not long ago!"

However, it was this person calling himself Yan Zhao that surprised Jin Sanyu.

Anyone who could kill a Mountain Lord must be a master of the Bone Refining Realm. How had Zhao Han managed it?

He temporarily suppressed his confusion. After all, the other party claimed to be a beast hunter and must have been active in the mountains for a long time, likely with many powerful companions.

They made a living by hunting fierce beasts or even mountain spirits and monsters.

It wasn't entirely unbelievable that he might have gotten lucky and killed a Mountain Lord comparable to a Bone Refining Realm expert through some means.

"Among these four, the Mountain Lord's Tiger Penis is the most valuable, it can be exchanged for two hundred taels of Silver!"

"Next is the Tiger Tail, which can be exchanged for eighty taels of Silver!"

"The Tiger Gallbladder is worth sixty taels!"

"The Heart is worth forty taels."

The total value was three hundred and eighty taels of Silver. This was only a portion of the Mountain Lord, and admittedly the most valuable part.

If the entire carcass of the Mountain Lord were brought out for sale, it would likely fetch over a thousand taels of Silver.

"Brother Yan, are you satisfied with this price? Also, are you intending to sell all four of these to my Jinshi Weapon Shop?" Jin Sanyu looked at Zhao Han, sensing that he wanted to sell everything.

"That's right, it's useless to keep it on me, might as well exchange it for Silver, and I can split it with my brothers," Zhao Han said casually.

Having closed a big deal, Jin Sanyu was overjoyed: "Alright then, I'll have someone fetch three hundred and thirty taels of Silver, a Hundred-Year Ironwood Hard Bow, and thirty Steel Arrows."

"The extra thirty Steel Arrows are my treat to Brother Yan. If you have any more mountain goods in the future, my Jinshi Weapon Shop will buy them all, and I'll definitely give you a satisfactory price."

"You're too kind, I won't refuse then!"

Unexpectedly made a small profit.

The three hundred and thirty taels of Silver were quickly brought over, along with an arrow box held by a young attendant, and a bag containing thirty exquisite Steel Arrows.

"Shopkeeper Jin, I have something else to attend to, so I'll be heading back!" Zhao Han took the arrow box and quiver, hung them on himself, and cupped his fists at Jin Sanyu.

"I'll see you out personally!"

"No need, Shopkeeper Jin."

Leaving the Jinshi Weapon Shop, Zhao Han walked for a while, expecting to be followed, but there was no one.

It seems my words had an effect.

I'm not alone, I still have brothers. This will make the Jinshi Weapon Shop hesitant to act rashly, afraid to provoke an unknown Muscle Refining Realm expert.

"Ah, what a shame!" Zhao Han sighed.

Actually, I was hoping the Jinshi Weapon Shop would cause trouble for me. That way, I'd have an excuse and could convince myself to 'shop for free'.

After all, Zhao Han was just an ordinary transmigator, and in his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, but he still had his principles:

If others don't offend me, I won't offend them; if they offend me, I will surely retaliate.

Since the Jinshi Weapon Shop didn't make a move against him, Zhao Han had no reason to convince himself to proactively 'shop for free'.

What a pity, the Jinshi Weapon Shop isn't playing along.

Finding a deserted alley, Zhao Han walked in and opened his status panel.

Basic Archery [Simplified, Unranked, Proficiency 0/100, Use top-quality bow and arrows, hunt ten prey]

I need to work on this along with Tiger Subduing Fist. There's an assessment this afternoon, so I'll go tomorrow. I'll have to ask Senior Brother Liang for leave again.

Leaving the alley, Zhao Han walked through the streets. Before noon, he decided to wander around.

As he reached a certain street, a stall selling calligraphy and paintings suddenly caught Zhao Han's attention.

In this chaotic world where even the dynasty's survival is uncertain, there are still people selling paintings and calligraphy. How bizarre.

Moreover, there were people waiting in front of the stall.

Zhao Han walked closer and saw that the stall owner was a down-on-his-luck scholar, diligently painting a portrait of a beautiful young girl in ink.

On his table were several high-quality paintings, indicating his strong artistic skill.

There were landscape paintings, bird-and-flower paintings, street scenes, and a painting of a large sailing ship, all carrying a special aura.

Zhao Han was immediately captivated by the painting of the large sailing ship.

And for no other reason than a wave depicted in the painting, fiercely crashing against the ship, causing the hull to tilt. The tiny figures on board looked despairing, highlighting the imposing nature of the sea waves.