Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Kong Chaode, who was wearing a long robe, stood outside the shop with an excited expression.

"Did you specially come from Shuxi County?"

Han Muye stood up and chuckled.

Seeing that it was an acquaintance of his shopkeeper, Zuo Yulong stepped aside.

Kong Chaode took a step forward and bowed to Han Muye.

"Thank you, young master."

Han Muye knew what he was thanking him for.

Without Han Muye, it was impossible for the Kong family to overturn the case.

It was also impossible for Qian Yunong to be escorted to the Imperial City.

Even if Qian Yiming knew about this, he probably wouldn't give him an official explanation.

He, Kong Chaode, did not have the qualifications.

"Your Kong family has indeed been wronged. If you're not satisfied with the explanation Qian Yiming gave you, tell me."

With his hands behind his back, Han Muye spoke calmly.

"Also, if you want to go back to Heze County, it's fine. However, it's best to stabilize the business of the trading company."

To Han Muye, he didn't care how many spiritual rocks he earned from his business.

However, being at the top of a sect, he also had to consider the Western Frontier and the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

The business of the trading company could ultimately benefit the Western Frontier and bring various resources to the disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect.

Qian Yiming.

Heze County.

Zuo Yulong, who was standing at the side, felt his breathing becoming unstable.

His shopkeeper spoke casually. Are all the people he mentioned experts who can conquer the Southern Wasteland? he wondered.

Perhaps this is the world of big shots?

"Young Master, Commander Qian has personally sent a letter to explain the situation. Qian Yunong and the others will also receive the punishment they deserve."

Kong Chaode looked at Han Muye and said softly, "This matter also involves the Dao Sects of the eight counties in Dongnan. It's all thanks to Young Master's help that I was lucky enough to survive.

"As for Heze's business, the Kong family and the branch family will leave it to them."

Kong Chaode's expression turned solemn as he said in a low voice, "In the future, Kong Rong will definitely work hard for Young Master and take the trading company to greater heights."

Zuo Yulong retreated to the shop entrance after serving tea.

Kong Chaode did not stay in the shop for long. He just handed over two rolls of paper and listened to Han Muye's instructions before leaving.

At the door, Kong Chaode patted Zuo Yulong's shoulder and left with a smile.

Zuo Yulong did not know what Kong Chaode meant.

However, he could tell that this person was definitely someone important.

"Zuo Yulong, hand this document to Shao Datian and let them fill in the name of the shop."

Han Muye took out a scroll.

The paperwork to open the shop?

Zuo Yulong was stunned.

It was said that such things cost a lot of spiritual rocks and could only be obtained through connections.

He took the scroll and saw that there was indeed the seal of the Imperial City Commerce Department on it.

After sending them next door, Shao Datian and Cuicui came over.

The two of them had calmly accepted Han Muye and Mu Wan's help.

In any case, Shao Datian took on the role of shopkeeper during the day, while Cuicui provided three meals a day.

"Young Master, we don't have a name for this shop. Give us one." Shao Datian scratched his head and returned the scroll.

"Young Master, can you write a plaque for us to hang up? I see that other shops have plaques," Cuicui said softly.

Han Muye smiled and wrote the words 'Southern Wasteland Snacks'.

Then he found the blank plaque that Zuo Lin had bought for his own use and waved it in the air.

Zuo Yulong stood at the door in a daze until Zuo Lin returned.

"Yulong, what's wrong?" Zuo Lin stepped forward and tugged at Zuo Yulong's sleeve.

"N-nothing." Zuo Yulong struggled to shift his gaze away from the plaque next door.

The charm in those words was exactly the same as the Great Confucian's handwriting.

Can it be that my shopkeeper is a great scholar? he wondered.

Is there such a young scholar in the world?

Zuo Lin turned to look at the word as well.

He did not cultivate Confucianism, but being in the Imperial City, he was somewhat influenced.

However, he did not know that these words were written by Han Muye. He clicked his tongue twice and carried a few wooden platforms into the shop.

At this moment, someone else happened to come by.

"Datian, is your shop open? You're really fast," someone said with a smile.

Xiao Chu and the fair and chubby Jia Yang.

To be honest, if not for Han Muye and Mu Wan's relationship, with Xiao Chu and Jia Yang's status, they would have nothing to do with Shao Datian and Cuicui.

It was precisely because Shao Datian and Cuicui had followed Mu Wan all the way to the Imperial City that the two of them would show concern from time to time and even send Cuicui a lot of supplements.

This was how the world worked.

Cuicui and Shao Datian naturally greeted them warmly and brought out the snacks in the shop.

Jia Yang tasted them and praised their cooking skills. He even said that he could teach them to make some snacks from his banquet hall.

This made Cuicui and Shao Datian even happier.

"Hehe, this is the pill shop opened by Young Master Mu Ye and Fairy Mu?" Xiao Qi turned his head inadvertently and said with a smile.

"That's right, that's right. Young Master is now a shopkeeper, but the shop hasn't opened yet." Shao Datian nodded and hurriedly led the two of them over.

Jia Yang and Xiao Chu looked at each other and smiled.

For old foxes like them, they had actually been paying attention to this shop for the past few days.

Visiting at this time, they would not disturb Han Muye and the others, and they would not be too distant.

Furthermore, they did not seem deliberate in contacting Shao Datian and Cuicui.

As expected, when they walked into the shop, Han Muye was not unhappy to receive them and even asked Zuo Yulong to serve tea.

The two of them didn't stay in the shop for long. They just came to visit and talk about the procedures needed to open the shop.

They also brought blank documents. Seeing that Han Muye already had them, they could only smile and put them away.

Looking at the decorations in the shop, the two of them looked a little stiff when they left.

"Brother Xiao, if I'm not mistaken, that ballad painting is by the Half-Sage, Wang Mojie, right?" After walking down half a street, Jia Yang turned around and whispered.

"There's also Lu Yuzhou's handwritten letter and Mister Green Vine's painting."

"I've broadened my horizons." Xiao Qing nodded with a wry smile and said, "I originally brought a few gifts, but in the end, I was too embarrassed to take them out."

Jia Yang nodded solemnly. "Me too."

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In the afternoon, Zuo Yuting walked out of the quiet room with a look of reverence.

She told her brother in a low voice that the lady boss might be a master of alchemy.

He was not an ordinary alchemist like she had imagined, but a master-level figure with exquisite skills.

Looking at his sister's expression, Zuo Yulong did not tell her that the shopkeeper might be a great scholar.

"Senior Brother, I'm not familiar with the few types of medicinal pills that are circulating in the Imperial City. I want to take a look at the Cloud Alchemy Mill."

Mu Wan handed the few medicinal pills she had refined today to Han Muye and spoke softly.

It seemed that the pills were all sixth-grade and seventh-grade. Their quality was also very good, and they were at least high-quality.

In the Imperial City, if one did not have a high-quality medicinal pill, they would be too embarrassed to sell it.

Only top-grade pills were considered spirit pills. They were the mainstream medicinal pills.

There were several elixir workshops in the Imperial City, and among them, there were countless elixir workshops. Only those who could refine high-quality pills could be considered to have completed their apprenticeship.

Zuo Lin drove the carriage. As Zuo Yuting was familiar with the Cloud Alchemy Mill, she introduced them to Han Muye and Mu Wan.

As soon as he arrived at the Cloud Alchemy Mill, the fragrance of pills wafted over.

The rich fragrance made people excited.

"Jade Bright Pill, Three Moon Pill, Clear Heart Jade Liquid Pill, Sun Combination Pill…" Han Muye whispered the names of the pills he had sensed.

Mu Wan nodded.

Zuo Yuting looked at Han Muye in surprise.

This shopkeeper of mine knows alchemy as well?

After getting off the carriage, he saw that both sides of the street were filled with alchemy shops.

Some of them were run by alchemists, some were run by alchemy sects, and many were directly run by the government offices of the dynasty that specialized in alchemy.

The government office that specialized in alchemy was called the Heavenly Mystic Alchemy Division. It belonged to the Prime Minister's estate.

It was said that there were many alchemy grandmasters in the Alchemy Division.

"Lady Boss, that's the Long Luck Alchemy House where I usually study alchemy.

"There are three alchemists in the Alchemy House. Among them, the owner of the Alchemy House, Daoist Changyun, is a master of alchemy. He is good at refining several types of medicinal pills that can increase the density of one's bloodline."

Zuo Yuting introduced in a low voice as she led the way.

"Increase the concentration of my bloodline?" Mu Wan turned to look at Han Muye. "Senior Brother, shall we go take a look?"

When Han Muye was in the Western Frontier, he was good at refining pills that increased the power of his bloodline and infusing pills with the blood essence of the Heavenly Crane.

The Southern Wasteland, in particular, was obsessed with bloodline power.

When he reached the door of the Long Luck Alchemy House, a young man in a green robe came up to him.

"Junior Sister Zuo? Didn't you say that you left the Alchemy House a few days ago?"

The young man looked at Zuo Yuting, then at Han Muye and Mu Wan.

"Senior Brother Zhou, these are my young master and young lady. They want to watch Daoist Changyun refine pills."

Zuo Yuting said softly.

Initially, she felt a little regretful when she left the Alchemy House.

However, after seeing Mu Wan refine pills, she was extremely glad.

Mu Wan's alchemy skills were definitely above Daoist Changyun's.

Hearing that they were going to observe alchemy, the young man surnamed Zhou smiled.

"Junior Sister Zuo, you know the rules of the Alchemy House. A cauldron of pills costs 100 spiritual rocks. If you want guidance, the price will double."

This rule was the rule among peers in the alchemy mill.

As long as one paid spiritual rocks, one could observe it.

Of course, how much one could gain from observing was one's own business.

Zuo Yuting turned to look at Mu Wan and Han Muye.

"It's not expensive," Han Muye said calmly.

Did Han Muye care about anything that could be done with spiritual rocks?