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Revealing a bit of wealth is not entirely a bad thing, Ye Feng thought to himself. At least in the inn, the food would come faster, and he wouldn't have to wait long with an empty stomach.
Many guests who entered the inn before Ye Feng had yet to receive their meals, while a continuous stream of delicious dishes was already laid out on Ye Feng's table.
Selecting a few exquisite meat dishes, Ye Feng directly stuffed them into his Spirit Beast Bag along with the plates.
Little Gold received the food and sent a wave of excited thoughts before starting to devour it hungrily. Ye Feng smiled slightly and began to sweep away the delicacies on the table like a storm.
As expected from one of the top cities in the Sky Abyss Empire, and one of the best inns in Ning Cang City, these delicious dishes suited Ye Feng's palate perfectly, even though he couldn't name many of them. Moreover, many of the dishes contained a faint trace of Heaven and Earth Vitality, which greatly replenished his consumed Vital Energy.
Many guests began to voice their dissatisfaction, and several gazes were fixed intensely on the substantial pile of Gold Ingots on Ye Feng's table.
Some people were itching to make a move, secretly noting down Ye Feng's appearance with plans to strike once he left the inn.
In Ning Cang City, no one dared to cause trouble openly, but as long as they didn't disturb the city guards or local residents, most higher-ups in Ning Cang City would turn a blind eye to some underhanded dealings.
After all, this was an era where martial arts were revered; conflicts and struggles were commonplace, and no one could truly prohibit fights among martial artists.
Even so, no one dared to act against Ye Feng inside Dragon Source Inn. The powerful force behind Dragon Source Inn was not something they could easily offend.
Just as Ye Feng began to enjoy his meal, a somewhat shabby-looking boy with a sickly complexion slowly approached. Without waiting for Ye Feng to speak up, he directly sat down beside him.
The Pale-Faced Boy stared intently at the pile of Gold Ingots on the table, licking his cracked lips as he said, "Brother, have you considered the consequences of flaunting your wealth like this?"
"Consequences? What consequences? This is Ning Cang City," Ye Feng replied with a calm smile. Although this Pale-Faced Boy was also eyeing his possessions, he appeared quite straightforward. His gaze lingered on the Gold Ingots for a long time but shifted more towards the abundant food on the table. His stomach occasionally grumbled in protest, clearly indicating that he was starving.
"Although Ning Cang City is under the watchful eyes of Heavenly Mechanism Sect, often the most dangerous places are also the safest. Especially in recent months, many young martial artists have gone missing in Ning Cang City. The higher-ups here act as if nothing has happened; after all, there have been too many outsiders recently for them to manage."
The Pale-Faced Boy withdrew his gaze from the spread of dishes on the table as his stomach growled even louder. He showed no signs of embarrassment; instead, he earnestly continued to advise, "Even if you have money, you shouldn't waste it like this. There's still half a month until the Re-examination. Have you prepared your pills? Are your weapons and armor fully forged? The Re-examination by Heavenly Mechanism Sect is not something to take lightly..."
Ye Feng paused with his chopsticks and said with an odd expression, "Brother, if you want to eat, just eat. No need to bring up all this nonsense; I can't finish this whole table of food anyway."
"Then I won't hold back." The Pale-Faced Boy's skin was much thicker than he appeared. He pulled out a pair of chopsticks from his sleeve like magic and eagerly picked up a piece of meat to put in his mouth.
"This is freshly matured Fire Flame Lizard; it's the tenderest part of its belly. Braised with Roya Tobacco makes it so delicious that it could make someone swallow their tongue!" The Pale-Faced Boy chewed thoughtfully while mumbling about the dish's origin.
Ye Feng had already eaten to a point of satisfaction, but seeing the other person effortlessly recount the origins of each dish they picked, he couldn't help but feel intrigued once again. After the other person's explanations, the dishes Ye Feng had already tasted seemed to glow with a new allure.
"This dish, Dragon Soars Across the Seas, is made from Cold Pool Serpent. After simmering for more than three hours, the nutrients and flavors of the serpent meat have melded beautifully into the broth. The true delight of this dish lies in its soup. Brother, your tasting method just now was rather... uh, why not try it again?" The Pale-Faced Boy looked at Ye Feng with a hint of disdain. If he weren't worried about being kicked out by Ye Feng from the table, he might have already blurted out phrases like "wasting food."
Ye Feng was taken aback; he had seen scoundrels before but never someone as shameless as the Pale-Faced Boy. It was one thing to enjoy a free meal, but to lecture him on how to appreciate food was quite another.
Despite this, Ye Feng managed to suppress his irritation. Although the boy's behavior was somewhat eccentric, he meant no harm. Moreover, his suggestions on how to enjoy various dishes made Ye Feng's appetite grow even more, and he couldn't help but follow the Pale-Faced Boy's guidance to savor each dish again.
"Well, this dish needs some good wine to accompany it; the best Lattice Flower Wine would be ideal, especially if it's aged."
"Waiter, bring out the best Lattice Flower Wine!" Having discovered the joy of eating, Ye Feng certainly wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.
"This Spring Blossoms dish is remarkable; I can't believe you saved it for last. What a pity! If you had eaten it right when it was served, that springtime aroma with a hint of earthiness would have lingered on your palate for a long time, greatly enhancing your appreciation for other delicacies. But now, alas, it's been sitting too long and that fragrance has dissipated."
"Waiter, bring another Spring Blossoms!"
The two of them went back and forth, nearly tasting every dish again, leaving nearby diners in shock. They were astonished by Ye Feng's wealth and equally amazed by the Pale-Faced Boy's extensive knowledge; he could almost recite all the ingredients and cooking methods of famous dishes.
"Hah!" The Pale-Faced Boy wiped away the grease from his mouth and patted his belly contentedly. He nodded at Ye Feng and said, "Not bad! You're learning quickly. It seems you've grasped most of the tasting methods for this inn's delicacies."
Before Ye Feng could respond, the Pale-Faced Boy grabbed a gold ingot and shamelessly said, "After teaching you so much, consider this gold ingot as your token of gratitude."
Ye Feng was taken aback by such shamelessness but felt satisfied with the meal nonetheless. He didn't care much about that little bit of money and waved dismissively.
The surrounding patrons who had been watching their table were left speechless. They never expected that the Pale-Faced Boy not only managed to mooch off a meal but also walked away with a decent sum of wealth.
In their eyes, Ye Feng quickly became an unsuspecting fool. Many who initially didn't plan to take advantage of him began to reconsider; in their view, encountering someone like him without extracting some benefit would be an insult to their intelligence.
The Pale-Faced Boy seemed to have taken too many advantages from Ye Feng and appeared somewhat uneasy. He had no intention of leaving just yet; instead, he leaned closer to Ye Feng and whispered, "More and more people are eyeing you now. Brother, if there's no necessity, don't leave this inn easily. I'm quite free lately; if you need anything done outside, feel free to let me handle it."
Using Soul Thought, he had already observed the expressions of those diners around them. Most had cultivation levels similar to his own and posed no threat to him. However, Ye Feng didn't take these people seriously; dealing with them would be effortless for him.
He looked at the Pale-Faced Boy with a half-smile and said mockingly, "Your fee seems a bit high for such a trivial matter; I think I can manage without troubling you."
"Oh no," said the Pale-Faced Boy with an unusual blush on his face as he shook his head. "I won't take that gold ingot for free; I'll help you out for another week. But after that week is up, you'll need to pay me the same amount again."
"Brother, don't look down on me. In Ning Cang City, I, Bai Jing, am well-known as a knowledgeable person; there is nothing that can stump me."
Thinking that Fan Chen might arrive at any moment, Ye Feng initially wanted to refuse directly. However, just then, a group of young men dressed in luxurious brocade garments entered the inn. Each one of them wore an arrogant expression, their heads held high, looking down on everyone around them.
Ye Feng had already seen similar diners three or four times before; most were young masters from prominent families, surrounded by attendants and making quite a scene.
He intended to glance past them but was surprised to find a familiar youthful face among this group of young men.
"The Zhuang family’s young man is here too; he arrived only a few days later than me. Does he also have a spirit beast for transportation?" Ye Feng was slightly taken aback. Although he had almost forgotten Zhuang Qingxian's appearance, the story of the unique underground first gang, the Angry Flood Gang, in Linyuan City was not something he considered significant. As for that clownish Zhuang family disciple, he quickly dismissed him from his mind.
Zhuang Qingxian was not worth worrying about, but another slightly older young man beside him made Ye Feng's heart skip a beat, forcing him to suppress his disdain.
This young man had a heroic demeanor and bore some resemblance to Zhuang Qingxian. He was tall and carried a large sword wrapped in bandages on his back, making him very conspicuous in the inn.
"This person must also be a disciple of the Zhuang family, a year or two older than me, and his cultivation has already reached the Gangwu Realm. It seems that experts from the Gale Martial Realm in the Eastern Continent are indeed numerous," Ye Feng thought. He did not mind if the Zhuang family disciples recognized him; after using disguise techniques, his appearance and aura had changed drastically. He believed that even if he stood right in front of Zhuang Qingxian, the latter would not recognize him.
Just as Ye Feng expected, the scene at their table was indeed quite astonishing. Dozens of bowls and dishes were stacked together, and the table was in disarray, drawing attention. Zhuang Qingxian couldn't help but glance at Ye Feng a few more times but failed to recognize his identity. After a slight curl of his lips, his aggressive gaze shifted away once more.
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