Mother Steamed Bun was wildly popular.
In just two days, Chen Lin earned more than two thousand copper coins.
That was already enough.
Any more would be too heavy to carry, and would serve little purpose.
So he had Fat Boss raise the price to a hundred copper coins apiece, made a few baskets of buns to leave there, and began sampling the drinks at each tavern.
His first stop was the Liu Family Tavern.
"Waiter, a pot of Drunken God Brew!"
"Coming right up!"
The waiter answered without asking for payment in advance, and soon brought over a pot of wine.
Chen Lin poured a cup and sniffed its fragrance. It seemed slightly different from the brew he made.
He lifted the cup and swirled it. The color was somewhat different, too.
Without hesitation, he drained it in one gulp.
A stream of wine slid down his throat.
Then a peculiar sensation arose. His Primordial Spirit, which he had been unable to sense, actually stirred faintly!
Chen Lin's eyes lit up.
Whatever else it could do, its ability to break through the rule suppression here was enough to prove it was extraordinary.
"Excellent wine!"
He voiced his praise.
"Haha, thank you for the compliment, Master. Still, compared with your buns, it falls a little short!"
An alluring woman approached with graceful steps, speaking with a smile.
"Boss Lady?"
The sight of her made Chen Lin freeze for a moment.
"Oh? Do you know me as well, Master? What an honor!"
The woman's smile deepened.
Without waiting for an invitation, she sat opposite Chen Lin and gazed steadily at him.
Chen Lin studied her as well.
This woman looked exactly like Qiu Mufan, the Boss Lady of the Immortal Spirit Tavern.
Only her demeanor was slightly different.
He could not