Li Dalong felt quite comfortable with Steward Zhao's friendly overtures, and he was very satisfied with the middle-aged shop assistant's performance.
He still decided to purchase the batch of talismans and immortal medicine seeds he had planned on earlier on the second floor first, giving the middle-aged shop assistant something in return.
"Thank you in advance, Steward Zhao. How about this? I see a few things I need on the second floor, so I'll finish buying those here before going up to the third floor," Li Dalong said after cupping his hands in thanks to Steward Zhao.
Then he said to the middle-aged shop assistant, "Sorry for the trouble, fellow Daoist. Please get me ten of each of these intermediate talismans, and ten seeds of each kind of immortal medicine here."
The middle-aged shop assistant was stunned by his generosity. He had thought all his work today would be for nothing.
He had never expected this senior to truly have such deep pockets, buying so much in one go.
Nothing on the second floor was cheap. A rough calculation put the cost of these things at no less than three hundred thousand mid-grade immortal stones. No wonder he wanted to go up to the third floor.
Steward Zhao was also startled by Li Dalong's spending. As a steward of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, he had seen wealthy people before, but young men who spent three hundred thousand mid-grade immortal stones as casually as this were truly rare.
Seeing the middle-aged shop assistant still standing there in a daze, Steward Zhao urged him, "Why aren't you getting this fellow Daoist's things ready?"
"Yes, Senior, I'll get them ready right away." Prompted by Steward Zhao, the middle-aged shop assistant immediately came to his senses. After bowing to Li Dalong and replying, he