Shen Shiyao, carrying her bag, walked through the bustling market, truly a beautiful sight.
Watching her tall figure disappear into the distance, Lin Yifan crouched there, finally able to start selling his goods.
The crowd flowed back and forth, bustling and lively.
Many people stopped to inquire, but upon hearing Lin Yifan's price, they turned and left.
"It seems there are too few knowledgeable people these days."
Lin Yifan squatted there for quite a while, but didn't see a genuine buyer.
Instead, he was eyeing many other herbs.
But the wild ginseng he had dug up still lay there honestly.
"Am I really destined to live off women?"
Lin Yifan frowned; he had cast a fortune before leaving home.
Today was supposed to be a prosperous day, which should have been very favorable for his business.
Could it be that his ability to peek into heavenly secrets had failed?
