The eastern courtyard.
After returning home, Jiang Ning cut off another dozen or so jin of White Dragon Fish meat and gave it to Jiang Li, reminding him to carefully control how much they ate each day.
Although the White Dragon Fish's effects were gentle, ordinary people still could not consume too much of it.
In Jiang Ning's estimation, those dozen or so jin of White Dragon Fish meat would last his eldest brother's family several months.
There was no need to worry about storing it, either.
White Dragon Fish meat could keep for several months at room temperature without spoiling.
He then returned to his own courtyard and untied a wine flask from his waist.
He had just requested this flask from the martial arts school.
The fine wine inside had also come from Wang Jin.
When he opened the flask, a rich fragrance of wine spilled out.
He took out the dark stone he had found earlier in the cavern at the bottom of the lake.
"I'll know in a few days whether it works!" Jiang Ning murmured, then dropped the black stone into the flask.
Clunk, clunk, clunk-
He shook the flask a few times.
The sound of the black stone knocking against its walls reached his ears clearly.
Then he tied the flask back to his waist.
The black stone inside had become exceptionally important to him, because he suspected it might be the source of that natural treasure beneath the water.
If his guess proved correct, it would be one of the two most valuable things he possessed.
One was the black stone; the other was the spirit weapon that had acknowledged him as its master.
After securing the flask, Jiang Ning went to the old well in his courtyard and looked down into it.