Chapter 79: Great Ming War God: These People Are So Rich

In the world of Great Ming Glory,

Inside a huge tent, the Great Ming War God Zhu Qizhen was currently playing and frolicking.

As the Emperor of Great Ming, he had been pampered since childhood, yet he wanted to conquer battlefields and slaughter in all directions like his forefathers.

Thus came this personal expedition by the imperial carriage.

However, while Zhu Qizhen was playing inside the tent, a white mist suddenly enveloped everything, and in an instant, he found himself in a vast starry sky.

Following an ancient path through the starry sky, he arrived at this food shop.

The moment he stepped into the food shop, an endless stream of information flooded Zhu Qizhen's mind, leaving him stunned.

This is absolutely an immortal realm of immortals!

"Eh, another newcomer has arrived!"

Inside the food shop, seeing the three people standing dumbfounded behind Tang San, Yue Buqun conveniently shifted the topic.

Stop staring at just him; even I, Yue Buqun, am feeling awkward now, okay?

And with Yue Buqun's reminder, Ying Zheng and the others also noticed.

The expressions of Zhu Qizhen and the other two were unmistakably those of newcomers.

Without hesitation, Zhang Sanfeng, Abbot Xuan Ci, Stark, Ying Zheng, Tang San, and others silently found seats and sat down.

For a moment, only the three people stood there blankly inside the food shop, somewhat at a loss.

"The three of you might as well sit down; if there's anything you want to eat, you can order it yourselves!"

Su Mu glanced at the three, smiled lightly, said a word, and then walked toward the kitchen.

Judging by their state, they would probably need some time to recover.

Moreover, among the three, apart from Zhu Qizhen, the other two apparently might not even be able to afford it.

Anyway, Chacha is still here, so I'll leave it to her.

Thinking this, Su Mu headed toward the kitchen.

This time, Yue Buqun, Stark, and the rest had been led astray by Ying Zheng.

For no good reason, they had developed a liking for drinking juice made from medicinal herbs, causing his workload to increase significantly.

And just as Su Mu was complaining, inside the food shop, Zhu Qizhen and the other two also found seats and sat down.

The moment he sat down, Zhu Qizhen began to survey the surroundings of the food shop.

When he saw the dishes listed on the menu,

Zhu Qizhen's eyes immediately lit up with brilliance.

This is an immortal realm; how could the food of immortals be ordinary?

"Shopkeeper, please bring me one portion of every dish on this list!"

Zhu Qizhen waved his hand boldly and ordered everything at once.

Such generosity caused Yue Buqun and the others to turn their heads in surprise.

Especially Yue Buqun, thinking of his own financial hardship upon his first arrival, couldn't help but feel envious.

This person is dressed in magnificent attire; one glance shows he is a person of great wealth and nobility.

Without hesitation, following Zhu Qizhen's bold gesture, Yue Buqun and the others also looked up and down at the other two people.

One of them looked refined and scholarly, with the air of a bookish scholar.

The other was dressed in plain clothes, appearing pitiful and delicate.

At first glance, the two seemed very ordinary and unremarkable.

Compared to Zhu Qizhen, these two were far inferior.

Moreover, the two had clearly looked at the menu, yet neither of them spoke up.

The meaning behind this was the clearest of all.

These two probably cannot afford to order anything.

And the reality was quite close to Yue Buqun's guess.

At this moment, Ning Caichen and Jiang Yuyan were both sitting awkwardly in their seats.

They couldn't leave, yet they couldn't stay.

After just glancing at the menu, the two had almost fainted from shock.

A simple plate of egg fried rice actually cost ten taels of gold.

That was ten taels of gold, equivalent to one hundred taels of silver!

Neither Jiang Yuyan nor Ning Caichen could produce such an amount at this moment.

Ning Caichen was currently still living in the dilapidated Lanruo Temple; where would he get so much money to order a single plate of egg fried rice?

And Jiang Yuyan's situation was much the same.

Her status only afforded her a few taels of fragmented silver, yet she couldn't even afford the simplest cup of cold boiled water.

Having rarely entered a human's immortal realm, the two were momentarily filled with great awkwardness in their expressions.

Especially Zhu Qizhen beside them, whose boldness was overflowing, exerting immense pressure on the two of them.

Seeing the awkwardness on the two faces, Yue Buqun, Zhang Sanfeng, Abbot Xuan Ci, and others revealed smiles.

No money?

No money is good; without money, they have a chance!

The group glanced at Ying Zheng, only to see that the latter, Ying Zheng, had already lost interest in the matter.

Without hesitation, Zhang Sanfeng and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"The two of you, may I offer one thousand taels of gold to purchase the portions of watermelon juice intended for you?"

While Zhang Sanfeng and the others were still choosing their words, Yue Buqun had already stepped forward first.

Moreover, the bid wasn't as extravagant as Ying Zheng's, who went straight for ten thousand taels of gold.

After all, a rich fool like Ying Zheng only comes around once.

"Yue Buqun, you've gone too far — here you go again!"

The moment Yue Buqun finished speaking, the people behind him — Abbot Xuan Ci, Zhang Sanfeng, and others — were instantly enraged.

The matter of that black rice wine from before still hadn't passed.

And he actually dares to pull this stunt again!

"Both of you, we are willing to bid three thousand taels of gold!"

Beside Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao spoke up directly.

They too were in great need of the watermelon juice.

Three years of lifespan, after all — grabbing it wasn't a loss.

"Amitabha, my Shaolin is willing to bid three thousand five hundred taels of gold!"

The moment Song Yuanqiao finished naming his price, Abbot Xuan Ci on the other side also placed a bid.

Only it wasn't much more — just an extra five hundred taels of gold.

Because of that wave of hundred-year lifespan boost from Ying Zheng,

the effect of plain watermelon juice now had been greatly diminished.

Unless it was watermelon juice with something like thousand-year lingzhi added, it would only be three years of lifespan.

That was the most it could fetch.

Moreover, as time went on, it might only become less and less valuable.

Watching Abbot Xuan Ci push the price to such a level,

Yue Buqun hesitated, then still backed out.

Today's main event clearly wasn't the watermelon juice.

Going head-to-head with Shaolin over three years of lifespan would not be wise.

If he missed the black rice wine coming up because of it, that would be a tremendous loss.

After all, the black rice wine was the only limited-quantity item here at the immortal's place.

Even without having tasted it yet, Yue Buqun already believed its effect would absolutely be outstanding!

And with Yue Buqun's withdrawal, for the moment Zhang Sanfeng and Abbot Xuan Ci each secured a share of the watermelon juice.

They paid on the spot and ordered an extra cup of watermelon juice.

Such a scene left Ning Caichen and Jiang Yuyan utterly dumbfounded.

Staring at the gleaming gold ingots before them, the two felt as if all of this were a dream.

The customers at the immortal's place were simply too terrifying.

This was a thousand taels of gold — spent just like that on a cup of watermelon juice!

How insane was that!

And Zhu Qizhen beside the two of them, watching this group toss out a thousand taels of gold at will, was momentarily stunned.

These people were actually this rich?

Could they really compare to him, the Son of Heaven of Great Ming?

Unconsciously, a competitive spirit quietly rose within Zhu Qizhen.

Later, he would definitely let this group see the strength of he, Great Ming's War God Zhu Qizhen.