The two did not pack up their stall until dusk. After a whole day, they had barely gotten any customers between them.
Someone had even spread the rumor that Tang Yu, the palm reader, was a lecherous pervert.
It had gotten so bad that constables from the yamen came by, nearly hauling Tang Yu off to prison.
"Big Brother, what do you want to eat? My treat."
After wasting a hard day's work, the little Daoist looked at Tang Yu with the sixty copper coins they had earned.
Fifty of them belonged to Miss Xue, while the remaining ten had come from an old man who had paid her to tell his grandson's fortune.
"We worked hard all day. We should treat ourselves. Go buy some beef pancakes and meat buns. I'll buy a chicken so we can roast it tonight."
"Huh? Wouldn't that mean we spend everything we made today?"
"Drink while there's wine today; worry about tomorrow when it comes."
"That does make some sense."
The little Daoist had not had a proper meal in several days. The half bowl of beef noodles he had mooched off Tang Yu during the day was nowhere near enough to fill him up.
The two split up, with the little Daoist going to buy beef pancakes and meat buns.
After wandering around for a while, Tang Yu found a household and traded sixty copper coins with an old woman for a chicken, asking for some seasonings as well.
After meeting back up, they headed to a small river outside the city.
After gathering some dry branches for firewood, the little Daoist finally used his Qi Refining cultivation, casting a fire spell to ignite the dry branches.
Once the chicken had been prepared and set over the fire to roast, Tang Yu