Cat witches' tempers usually flared fast and faded just as quickly.
A small pouch of tobacco leaves and a cup of mint-lychee sparkling water mixed with spices were enough to smooth things over.
Jiang Han tugged her over and sat down with her in the little flowerbed outside her shop.
...A witch's flowerbed was rather large, usually planted with a fluorescent tree in the middle and carpeted with grass.
"Your tobacco really is good stuff. It tastes fresh and clean, and every breath carries a lemon fragrance!"
"That's because the cat lamps on my side really stuff lemons into the tobacco leaves..."
"Cough, cough! Ah, cough!"
Watching the cat merchant sitting beside her choke on the lemon tobacco, Jiang Han contentedly took another puff from her Giant Cat Pipe.
Rich lemon tobacco could raise one's quantifiable Luck by one or two points, making it a kind of lucky tobacco. Though it was still a hundred million points away from four-leaf clovers that casually gave [100 Luck!], this processed supernatural tobacco shred still had quite a decent effect.
It was also a qualified product.
Jiang Han's gaze slid toward the cat-paw-print pantyhose on the little cat merchant girl... No, no, no—it was the cat merchant backpack she had set down beside her.
It sounded rather strange, but cat merchant was indeed a [profession].
When their quantified level was 1, these backpacks already possessed [200 units] of storage space—enough to hold nearly half the supplies of a fifty-square-meter small warehouse. The price was that once the stored goods exceeded one ton in weight, some magic power was needed to offset gravity.
It was said that after some Giant Cat Lamps changed professions to [Cat Merchant], they could move freely while carrying a thousand tons of goods, light on their feet as cats.