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Erniu watched the reaction of the waiter and the demeanor of Mo Wen, feeling a deep admiration. This young brother was surprisingly astute for his age, something Erniu knew he could never replicate. It was better to get down to business quickly.
Erniu stood up and approached the waiter, whispering, “There’s no need to panic. My master isn’t accustomed to your food. Here are some ingredients; take them and instruct the kitchen…” Following Mo Wen's guidance, Erniu pulled out several pieces of Dried Meat and handed them to the waiter, explaining how they should be prepared. Seeing the waiter's troubled expression, he tossed him a few coins as a tip.
The waiter’s face lit up with joy. “Hehe! Just you wait, sir! I’ll make sure it looks splendid!”
The waiter happily went off. It was rare for customers to have their food specially prepared, but during the Wu Hui, it was quite common. Some merchants or disciples had specific tastes that the restaurant's fixed menu could not satisfy.
Soon, Mo Wen's "special" dish arrived. Unlike before, this time it was covered with a lid, and the waiter held a cloth over his mouth and nose as he walked through the dining hall, attracting the attention of many patrons. They were curious about what dish he was bringing to the four people in the corner that required such precautions; they hadn’t smelled anything unusual. The waiter set down the plate, bowed, and stepped aside. According to etiquette, he should unveil the dish for the guests, but this time he dared not do so for fear of spitting on it. Mo Wen gestured for Erniu to lift the lid.
“What kind of dish is this? It smells so good…” Those attending the Wu Hui were not ordinary people; their keen senses picked up even slight changes in aroma, quickly drawing everyone's attention to Mo Wen and his companions in the corner—specifically to the dish on their table. The waiter was repeatedly called over with questions.
“That’s food brought by the guests; our establishment is just assisting with its preparation…”
The commotion in the dining hall soon caught the attention of the shopkeeper. He had noticed it earlier but hesitated to approach since even the lowest-ranked among those in the corner were on par with him, while the young master and that middle-aged man were of a higher realm. However, he had no choice but to muster his courage and approach them, calling over the waiter who had been serving Mo Wen's table. The waiter finally managed to stop drooling but found himself hungry again after answering a few questions from the shopkeeper while still covering his mouth and nose with his cloth.
“I am Liu San, the shopkeeper of Lan Wei Fang.” He forced himself to step up to Mo Wen's table.
“Liu Zhanggui, greetings. What can I do for you?”
…
“Let’s go to the next place,” Mo Wen said as he exited Lan Wei Fang, addressing Erniu. After some “negotiation,” Liu Zhanggui not only waived their meal bill but also bought their remaining Dried Meat at a high price. Unintentionally, Mo Wen had also revealed their lodging outside of town.
…
“Brother, I’m truly impressed now! Normally we can only sell beast meat for five coins per pound, but after all this, we sold it for ten times that price! But there’s one thing I don’t understand—why didn’t we sell all our stock to them?”
“Haha! That’s called waiting for a good price. Come on; we’ve visited both of the biggest taverns. It’s time to head back to camp; someone is already waiting for you there. Once we return…”
“Why is that?” Erniu expressed confusion regarding Mo Wen's plans.
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