(o▽)o Silver Yuan Notes
After secretly signing Lin Daiyu up for the Immortal Selection exam and eating her fill, Annie continued wandering aimlessly around the Food Ward as if nothing had happened.
It was already midnight. The bustle along the Food Ward's main thoroughfare gradually died down, and the crowds thinned. Some of the more respectable restaurants and eateries had begun closing for the night, leaving only the spiritual-light signs above their doors glowing faintly.
But deep in the maze of crisscrossing alleys, the lively bustle of the night market was just beginning. The many food vendors who only set up shop after dark lit their stoves, and all kinds of aromas mingled with the glimmer of spiritual light, spreading through the narrow, crowded, yet incredibly lively lanes.
"..."
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And at that moment, of course, Annie had wandered into just such a quiet alley paved with bluestone slabs.
She'd spent the evening eating her fill while exploring Food for Heaven in the east of the Food Ward, and she'd also done something big. Her mood was excellent, and after three or four hours of wandering, she'd more or less digested her meal. So when she saw the night market and smelled the tempting aromas in the air, her never-satisfied appetite was naturally roused once more.
Before long!
Following a particularly enticing scent—a blend of rich broth and the crisp fragrance of some kind of spiritual herb—she turned deeper into the alley. At an inconspicuous corner, she spotted a dim yet warm spiritual lantern. Beneath it sat a tiny wonton stall.
The stall was exceedingly simple: an old-looking wooden pushcart that had clearly been modified, with a steaming pot perched atop it. The broth was clear and bubbled away merrily.
Three or four small tables and several benches stood beside