The changes that happened between dusk and dawn were the most disorienting.
It was the second month. Though a stubborn chill still clung to the air, its days were numbered.
Xu Ruyuan arrived at the shop, accompanying an honest-faced man who was pulling a flatbed cart.
Wei An, who was clicking away at an abacus inside the shop, looked up and hurried out to greet them.
"Greetings, Senior Xu."
After the greeting came the familiar routine: unloading the medicinal herbs, weighing them, and paying with Spirit Stones.
With thirteen Spirit Stones in hand, the honest-faced man immediately broke into a wide grin.
Xu Ruyuan smiled. "I won't see you off. I'll head over to your area in a couple of months to check things out."
"If you get any good herbs, be sure to save them for me!"
The shop's prices were on the higher end of the market rate, so the man had no reason to refuse.
He immediately agreed with a smile and a string of promises.
