Chapter 92: Trade Exchange
Lan Mo had recently become obsessed with acupoint striking. Every night upon entering the space, she would either practice throwing Flying Needles at a small clay figurine or train her Flicking Finger Divine Skill with steel beads. That poor little clay sculpture was already beyond recognition, its acupoints no longer discernible.
After practicing until her wrists ached, she quickly sat down to rest, first eating two Beauty-enhancing Fruits to replenish her fluids.
After finishing the Beauty-enhancing Fruits, she held the little Persian cat and sat in front of the screen. She first harvested the fruits from her own land and collected the eggs from the chicken coop, then systematically raided her friends’ farms and ranches, selling what needed to be sold and keeping what should be kept.
The eggs laid by chickens fed with Spirit Rice Bran were exceptionally delicious, so she boiled two soft-boiled eggs as a midnight snack to reward herself.
To share with her family, she had now stored over a hundred eggs containing a faint trace of Spiritual Energy.
The Warehouse already held over a thousand ordinary eggs. As long as they didn’t spoil, she would keep storing them. If there were any issues, the space would naturally give a prompt.
Ding-dong!
[Little disciple, are you there? How is your Flicking Finger Divine Skill training going?]
[Still practicing the first level. Hitting a small bird with a stone shouldn’t be a problem now.]
[Good, good! You’ve made some progress now. By the way, do you still have any beef jerky? Master’s teeth have been itching lately—I wonder if worms have grown in them?]
Originally, Lan Mo called “Ancient Martial Arts Senior Brother” Senior Brother, but he insisted she call him Master.
When she asked how old he was this year, he said he was thirty-eight.
Fine, then she would call him Master.
[Master, are you going to use beef jerky to treat tooth worms? Do you want me to prepare some wine for you as well?]
[No need, no need! What fine wine does my Lihua Mountain Villa lack? Nu’er Hong, Zhuangyuan Hong, Dukang, Qionghua Juice… we have it all. Do you like drinking? How about I gift you two jars of fifteen-year-old Nu’er Hong?]
Fifteen-year-old Nu’er Hong?
That would be perfect!
She happened to need two jars of good wine for soaking ginseng. Since Master was being so enthusiastic, she would send him another ten jin of beef jerky.
[Thank you, Master! I’ve sent another ten jin of beef jerky over. Use it to grind your teeth!]
[Thank you. Next time, Master will get you a few Meteoric Iron Small Throwing Knives.]
Blades and spears have no eyes—she’d rather not. If she mastered the silver needle well, it would be enough not just for acupoint striking but even for killing.
Soon, “Ancient Martial Arts Senior Brother” sent over two jars of fifteen-year-old Nu’er Hong. As soon as Lan Mo opened the jars, the rich aroma of wine wafted out. The wine brewed by the ancients truly smelled fragrant!
Each jar must weigh about twenty jin, right?
Lan Mo calculated what medicinal ingredients to add and how much of each.
She decided to turn both jars into Ginseng Ten Complete Great Tonic Wine—one jar for her family to nourish their health and the other to keep in the space.
Lan Mo selected two century-old ginseng roots and placed one in each jar. Then, she weighed out various amounts of wolfberries, cistanche, prepared rehmannia root, deer antler slices, cordyceps, morinda root, cynomorium, scutellaria, epimedium, and angelica… and added them to the jars.
If her Elder Brother drank this wine, her Elder Sister-in-law would likely be pregnant with a second child before long.
The weather was getting colder, so she needed to buy herself a few coats. Woolen coats at the department store cost several dozen yuan each, and the styles weren’t very diverse.
Better to look for “Yi Yi Bu She.” She heard she was live-streaming to sell clothes, and they were even big-brand items.
[Is Beauty Yi Yi there?]
What did Little Pitiful in the Sixties want with her?
Her grandmother was born in ’65, and this person was twenty years older than her grandmother. Should she call her an old lady?
But she was only twenty now. If she called her an old lady, she definitely wouldn’t like it. Forget it, better to call her “Senior”!
[Senior, is there something you need?]
[You’re live-streaming to sell clothes, right? Do you have wool coats for sale?]
[Wool coats are relatively few, but there are plenty of cashmere coats, mink coats, and down jackets. Our family also sells thermal underwear. What kind of clothes do you want?]
Lan Mo thought for a moment. She could buy one or two down jackets to keep for now, and she could buy several sets of thermal underwear—after all, no one would see what was underneath.
She should buy a few more wool coats and cashmere coats. As for mink coats, forget it.
Wearing one out would make her look like a silly bird, and being so flashy would definitely attract unwanted attention. It wasn’t the Republic of China era anymore.
[Women’s thermal underwear in size 175, five sets each of thin and thick. Men’s thermal underwear in sizes 185, 180, 175, and 170, two sets each. Women’s thermal underwear in size 160, six sets.]
[Senior, how tall are you?]
[1.73 meters!]
Ever since eating the fruit infused with Spiritual Energy, not only had her skin improved, but she had also started her second growth spurt. Her height had shot up by nearly four centimeters, and now she was 1.73 meters tall. Her well-developed chest was also secretly growing, and her D-cup bra felt like it couldn’t quite contain everything anymore.
Frightened, she quickly got a Bone Sealing Pill from Little Useless and swallowed it. If she kept growing, she’d start to suspect she was developing gigantism.
[Senior, you’re really tall! What other clothes would you like?]
[Wool coats and cashmere coats in black, camel, navy blue, caramel… two of each in my size. Absolutely no pink or green. Red is okay for one piece.]
Red is festive—who knows when it might come in handy?
Lu Yi Yi asked: [Senior, most cashmere coats come with a belt, and some of the wool coats are double-breasted. Is that okay?]
[Yes, no problem! But I don’t want the ones with hoods!]
A wool coat with a hood doesn’t look neat at all, and she really wasn’t a fan.
Lan Mo also asked for eight men’s wool coats in various sizes, choosing black and navy blue for the colors. She bought one each for her Mom, Grandmother, and Elder Sister-in-law.
[Can you calculate the total cost for me? How about I trade you durians for it?] She wouldn’t trade ginseng—this little beauty named Yi Yi probably wouldn’t like it anyway.
[Senior, our brand is a major one. A single coat in a physical store costs at least two thousand.]
What major brand? It’s just a domestically created brand with a name that sounds like a foreign one. But clothes from this brand in physical stores really aren’t cheap.
[I know your brand. I bet the price tags on your clothes are marked up to over ten thousand, and you sell them to others at a “70% discount” while still making a hefty profit. Since I’m buying so much, can’t you give me a better deal?]
[Alright then, cashmere coats at twelve hundred each, wool coats at six hundred each. I really can’t go any lower—our brand is somewhat well-known…]
In total, she bought thirty-eight coats of various types, plus assorted other clothes, amounting to forty-nine thousand yuan.
[Little beauty Yi Yi, your farm probably can’t grow durians yet, right? Then I’ll trade you durians for it!]
[“Alright, my dad runs a fruit shop, but you have to give me the wholesale price!”]
[“Durian at 40 yuan per jin, how about I give it to you for 35?”]
[“The supermarket was selling it for 29.9 per jin last time, are you trying to rip me off?”]
[“Little Yi Yi, these durians in my space were all ‘borrowed’ from the spaces of my friends abroad. Their durian quality is much better than those shipped back to China and artificially ripened.”]
Lu Yi Yi had traveled abroad and discovered that durians overseas were indeed far more delicious than those in China.
How could she have known that when she grew durians herself, she would also have to wait for them to ripen naturally before harvesting?
No matter which country her friends were in, products from the same space naturally had similar quality.
Only spaces with Spiritual Energy and those without would produce noticeable differences in what they grew.
Of course, not everyone’s space could connect to the Myriad Realms.
[“Fine, let’s settle on 35 yuan per jin then!”]
Lan Mo sent her 1,400 jin of durian and also included 20 jin of cherries as a gift.
The young girl happily sent over the clothes and even gave Lan Mo over a dozen sets of children’s thermal underwear.
Lan Mo suddenly thought of a problem: her Mom worked at the department store, so she knew exactly what styles and colors of coats were available there. It seemed these coats could only be sent to them after she traveled to another province.
She carefully inspected the coats—the styles and colors she had chosen herself fit perfectly with the era. Classic styles were timeless! Even decades later, they would never go out of fashion.