She slowly turned her head, eyes that were originally lazy now carried a hint of chill.
Xuan Ming and Xuan Ying involuntarily gasped.
Duan Yunfei hadn’t expected Shen Qinglan to turn back suddenly, and for a moment, he was also slightly stunned.
In Shen Qinglan’s gaze towards them, besides the chill, there was also a hint of scrutiny.
Xuan Ming and Xuan Ying both looked at Duan Yunfei.
Duan Yunfei gave Shen Qinglan a slight smile and said, "We’ve never met, just mistook you for someone else."
Shen Qinglan thought about it and also felt that they must have mistaken her for someone else.
These three were evidently not ordinary people, the original owner was a fool, usually going no farther than the village entrance, it was impossible for her to know them, and thus even more impossible for herself.
Thinking of this, she answered lightly, the chill in her eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only the usual laziness.
When Shen Qinglan had eaten and drunk her fill and left, Xuan Ying took a bite of his meat bun and said, "That girl’s gaze is quite frightening, like the cold wind in the dead of winter, it chills the bones."
Xuan Ming looked at the meat bun in Duan Yunfei’s hand that he had yet to touch, concerned, and suggested, "Young Master, why don’t we find a restaurant?"
Duan Yunfei shook his head, "This time down the mountain, let’s be as low-key as possible."
Xuan Ying lowered his voice and said, "Young Master, we’ve already disguised ourselves, besides the manor owner, almost no one knows we’re down the mountain, why do we still need to be so secretive?"
Duan Yunfei’s other hand gently stroked his handsome side face, then he smiled faintly and said, "Even so, it’s still better to be cautious."
The two heard this and quickly responded together, "Yes!"
Duan Yunfei took a small bite of the meat bun, but his eyes were thoughtfully gazing in the direction Shen Qinglan had left.
After Shen Qinglan came out of the bun shop, she carried a bamboo basket to the general store, bought sixty pounds of rice, and forty pounds of white flour.
"Miss, that’s seven hundred and twenty wen in total."
Shen Qinglan gave the owner one tael of silver, and after receiving the change, the owner asked, "Miss, can you carry all of this? How about leaving it here first, and you go call a cart?"
The owner of the general store was initially worried she wouldn’t be able to carry it, but saw her easily lift the flour bag into the bamboo basket on her back, then picked up the sixty pounds of rice, and walked out with steady steps.
The owner was stunned for quite a while before muttering, "This young lady has quite the strength, she lifts such heavy items as if it’s nothing!"
After leaving the general store, Shen Qinglan headed straight to the butcher shop, bought two pounds of ribs, five pounds of fat for rendering oil, and ten pounds of pork belly; ribs were ten wen a pound, fat thirteen wen a pound, and pork belly fifteen wen a pound, spending a total of two hundred thirty-five wen. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
Placing the meat into the bamboo basket, Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, money really doesn’t last long, in just a short while, she had spent a tael of silver, it seems she will need to find a way to make more money in the future.
However, for now, apart from hunting, she really couldn’t think of any way to make money.
In her previous life, before she became an assassin, she was just an ordinary student, after joining the organization, she trained every day, and in other times, she studied various languages along with some secret techniques, so besides making money by killing, she really didn’t know what business she could do.
But after ten years as an assassin in her previous life, now living again, she didn’t want to go back to that line of work.
She hadn’t experienced such a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset in a long time.
Since fate had given her a chance to start over, along with a bunch of loving family members, she refused to return to that bloody and numbed life.