Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 695: Chapter 65: Sacrificing "Sex Appeal" (Part 2)

After the incident in Fiji, Yezi knew that there were many remarkable and unusual people in the world; he couldn’t afford to offend them recklessly.

"Miss Xu has always been outspoken in her actions. If there has been any offense, I hope you won’t take it to heart. These ginsengs are not problematic, and in my view, are not northeast ginseng," Yezi had seen the wild ginseng that Xu Lan Ya and others had collected from the northeast. The ginseng’s roots and hairs were slightly different.

"Thanks to Mr. Li’s reminder, I’ve also noticed that these ginsengs indeed look like the wild ginseng dug up from the Hubei region decades ago," Mr. Pang’s mind lit up, and with Huang Yaoshi’s permission, he picked up a ginseng. His experience was similar to Huang Yaoshi’s; in earlier years, he worked in a Western pharmacy as a ginseng slicer.

Thirty years ago, when the country’s wild ginseng resources were not yet depleted, various places still had some wild ginseng in production. He had sliced Hubei wild ginseng before, and based on the roots and reed heads, they matched about eighty or ninety percent.

Yezi didn’t expect his rambling to hit the nail on the head.

The Wanlin Hills, where Xiao Xian gathered ginseng, was actually a mimetic environment; its base form was referenced from the Shen Nong Jia area in Hubei. Therefore, both the climate and the soil are very similar to that place, and with an abundance of Spiritual Energy, the stimulated ginseng naturally resembled the already extinct Hubei ginseng.

Heroes are not judged by their origins; good ginseng is good whether it is from the northeast or Hubei. Mr. Pang put his biggest worry behind him after realizing this.

After many pleas, he finally bought ten ginsengs from Huang Yaoshi and some more from Yezi to take back. The result was satisfactory to all parties, although it left a bad taste in Xu Lan Ya and her group’s mouths.

After leaving "Plum Rice Ball", Huang Tengchong couldn’t help complaining, "Ah Ye, why did you have to put your foot in your mouth? You’ve screwed up a perfectly good deal."

He had recommended the person, but ever since this kid got to know Xu Lan Ya, he’d quickly gotten close with people from the Xu Family, and Huang Tengchong couldn’t help but feel a bit petty.

"I don’t think what he did was wrong. Instead, he cleared the way for both parties. Lan Ya was too blunt with her words," Aisha, who hadn’t inherited all of her mother Celeste’s teachings, was more diplomatic in handling matters than Xu Lan Ya.

Given the situation just now, it was clear to everyone that Xu Lan Ya had offended Huang Yaoshi, and after the incident, even the owner with the surname Pang had some criticisms of her.

After all, most people are unaware of the presence of Cultivators, and in a mainstream society still largely dominated by ordinary people, a young and arrogant Cultivator will only attract the displeasure of the older generation.

"What do we do now? Did the Mei Family’s drugstore really find such good ginseng from the two lakes area? Even the wild ginseng we heavily purchased from the northeast can’t compare to it. Winter is almost over, and if Granny Mei finds out..." Xu Lan Ya cut herself off midway, caught by a sharp look from Aisha, and swallowed her words with a trace of annoyance on her face.

Inside she cursed, ’What’s with Aisha’s harshness? She’s just a recent Gold Grade breakthrough, what’s so great about that?’ But when she thought of the people behind Aisha from the Roster family, Xu Lan Ya could only hold her tongue.

Yezi feigned an indifferent expression, but in reality, he already had an inkling that the Xu Family and the people from the Roster family were keeping some secret from him. He needed to figure out a way to probe for more information.

Afterward, Yezi tried to probe Huang Tengchong but it seemed he wasn’t particularly clear either. That night, not long after nightfall, Xu Lan Ya called Yezi, "Handsome, are you free tonight? How about joining me for a drink at ’Night Return’?" Students from Huake Institute had all gone on holiday, and Ye Heng was no exception, heading back to his hometown in Gansu. With no one watching him like a hawk, Xu Lan Ya began to scheme again.

Unexpectedly, Li Ye, who had seemed so serious during the day, agreed to her invitation.

"Night Return" is a bar that young people in Beijing like to visit, with high prices and customers mostly being urban white-collar workers and the affluent class.

After hanging out with Huang Tengchong for a while, Yezi’s wallet had fattened, but his lifestyle hadn’t changed much. Apart from occasional socializing with Huang Tengchong, he spent most of his time taming Space Interstellar Beasts and engraving silver.

When Yezi walked into the bar at exactly ten o’clock that night, the lively atmosphere was just beginning. Surrounded by coquettish women, the revelers were enveloped in colorful lights, and everything seemed very illusory.

"Li Ye, this way," Xu Lan Ya personally went to the bar entrance to greet Yezi, amidst the surprised looks from her fair-weather friends. Seeing him, she coiled her snake-like waist and suddenly whipped out a chubby, pink little bird from his arms.

This drew envious exclamations from a group of women nearby.

"What a beautiful little chick, with such short wings and soft feathers," hands painted with various hues of nail polish stretched out, one pulling on an arm while another tugged at a wing. Xu Lan Ya couldn’t resist her maternal instincts and gave "Little Pig" a big kiss.

"Look, it’s even puffing its feathers from shyness, so adorable," Yezi stood by, grinning innocently, while praying inside, ’Thank goodness I brought Little Pig with me; it’s a perfect shield.’ Only Yezi and Little Pig knew that the purportedly puffing feathers were not from shyness, but from anger.

Little Pig kept chirping, "Don’t touch me, a bunch of sly foxes, you’re the ones who are chicks, I’m the invincible Yu Huang of the universe. Stop pulling, I’m going to lose all my feathers. Yezi, you ungrateful guy, I’m going to choke to death on saliva, and if I become a ghost bird, I will remember you."

Yezi kept his composure, "Little Pig, if you’re not going to hell, who is? Getting kissed on your body is better than on my face. For Xiao Xian’s happiness, your sacrifice is necessary. Tonight, I’ve got serious business to take care of; I need to stay sharp."

Inside the bar, as the music started to play, Yezi sipped his cocktail while watching Xu Lan Ya, who was playfully bantering with others, steadily lean towards him, and he slowly furrowed his brows. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to come to Qidian () to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)