Food gives me an entry, I will be invincible if I stay alive

Chapter 179 The Cycle of Cause and Effect, A Bloody Calamity

Chen Xu had always thought that the strongest experts in Yunjiang City were only 20-30% stronger than Feng Yuanbai.

For example, Prefect Ding Qian and Education Commissioner Su Quan, although their official positions were higher than Feng Yuanbai's, as fellow Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations), their cultivation was not necessarily much higher than Feng Yuanbai's.

It's not uncommon for superiors to have lower cultivation levels than their inferiors.

However, it is said that officials of the imperial court could, to some extent, rely on their official positions and seals to borrow national resources and improve their own combat capabilities within certain limits.

That's a different story.

However, it should be noted that without consuming spiritual food, Feng Yuanbo's daily like limit is 300 points.

Chen Xu called this the "basic limit".

The basic upper limit for a Jinshi degree is 300 points, but that expert from who-knows-where has a basic upper limit of 1000 points.

Could it be that a great Confucian scholar has actually arrived in this remote place of Yunjiang?
But the great scholars of the world are all famous throughout the land. If they really came to Yunjiang, how could they remain silent?
If the great Confucian scholar were to come secretly, who knows what kind of trouble he would cause.

Could this be the reason why Lingchan Yuyi was suggesting he travel alone as soon as possible?
As Chen Xu stepped out of the courtyard gate, a hint from the Book of Food Cauldrons sparked boundless imagination.

He walked into the bustling city streets at sunset, listening to the clamor of voices on both sides and watching the clouds gather and disperse in the sky.

Imagine the world in turmoil right now; some things seem to concern him, but most are none of his business.

He arrived at Willow Street, the largest flower and bird market in the entire Yunjiang Prefecture.

Upon entering this place, the scenery is different from the surrounding areas.

All that could be heard were the chirping of birds and the meowing of cats, chirping and meowing...

These are all domesticated cats and birds that the business owners keep for customers to choose from.

There are various kinds of dogs, but most of them don't bark. Occasionally, a small dog will whimper, and its voice is cute.

Flowers bloom on both sides of the street, and wealthy idlers often stroll by leisurely carrying birdcages.

However, bird keeping is not the mainstream practice; cricket fighting and raising crickets are more common.

Chen Xu mainly looked at flowers and potted plants, picked out a few small kumquats, and asked the seller to deliver them to the villa on East Street.

Entry note: [Kumquats have a pungent, sweet, and sour taste, and have a slight effect in resolving phlegm, relieving cough, and aiding digestion. Steaming or boiling can slightly enhance their effects...]

Interesting, the flower and bird market is indeed a profitable place.

Chen Xu then selected several more potted golden bullet trees.

The so-called "golden bullet" is actually an ancient variety of persimmon.

Entry Note: [Golden Bullet Fruit has a slight effect of moisturizing the lungs, relieving asthma, and clearing away excess heat. Its effects may be slightly enhanced after being processed with honey. It is slightly toxic and should not be consumed in large quantities...]

Chen Xu also paid for it and asked the merchant to deliver it.

In addition, I purchased some potted plants such as figs and raspberries, which have both ornamental and edible value.

But what surprised Chen Xu the most was the potted goji berry plant.

The vendors at this flower and bird market have given the potted goji berry plants a very nice name: "Red Vermilion".

[Red Vermilion: It can replenish blood and qi, strengthen essence and improve physical health; the calyx can improve eyesight. Although the effects are slight, long-term use is effective...]

I actually found a potted goji berry plant at the flower and bird market, so the trip was definitely worthwhile.

Chen Xu immediately bought all the red cinnabar flowers in that shop, a total of ten pots.

The existence of the Crimson Pearl also opened up new ideas for Chen Xu. He then bought dozens of large flowerpots, which he planned to collect in the Firewood Hut in the Fireworks Kitchen.

I might find it useful on my trip to Pingyang in a few days.

Flowerpots now have an entry: [Flowerpots are made of clay and can be eaten by earth-eating monsters.]

Of course, Chen Xu had all the supplies purchased delivered to the villa by the merchants.

He didn't intend to use his spatial abilities on the street. He walked and bought things along the way, from the flower and bird market to the West Street general market.

The market at dusk has a special lively atmosphere. Fresh vegetables are hard to find, but grains, oils, and dried goods are readily available.

Chen Xu is now financially well-off; the twenty catties of Yunhua Frost he bought last time brought him a profit of twenty taels of gold.

Chen Xu exchanged ten taels of silver for one hundred taels of silver and twenty strings of copper coins.

In this era, gold and silver had considerable purchasing power, and Chen Xufang's purchases only cost a total of thirty-odd taels of silver.

However, he spent another fifty taels of silver to buy a large amount of ingredients.

Because of the large quantity purchased, the merchant was asked to deliver the goods to another property.

There's nothing shameful about these things, and Feng Yuanbai also knows that Chen Xu possesses the ability to store items in his spatial storage.

After returning home, Chen Xu will collect all of these items into his own kitchen.

He had almost finished buying when he saw a shop on the street setting up an oven to roast young chickens.

The sizzling aroma of meat wafted in on the breeze, occasionally accompanied by a popping sound from the oven, instantly filling one's entire sense of smell with the fragrance of roasted chicken.

It's so fragrant that passersby can't help but exclaim, "It smells amazing! I'll buy one to satisfy my craving!"

Among them was a child of eight or nine years old, who stood by the oven with the others, but said:

"Shopkeeper, let me tell your fortune. I see you're in for a bloody disaster today. I'll help you avert it without charging you any money. How about you give me a roast chicken instead?"

The words had barely left his mouth when the shopkeeper, who was busy at work, waved his large, fan-like hand and urged them to leave:
"Go away! Where did this little beggar come from, spouting nonsense? Get out of the way! You're still a baby in your mother's womb, and you're already trying to trick chickens into eating you..."

The language was so vulgar yet amusing that the crowd gathered around the oven burst into laughter.

This infuriated the young Taoist. He had cultivated for countless lifetimes and had never suffered such an insult. His gaze sharpened immediately, and he was about to give the other party a cold warning.

Unexpectedly, people who were eager to buy chickens rushed forward from behind, and in a moment, the young Taoist priest was pushed so hard that he bumped into the oven.

The shopkeeper in front of the oven panicked and hurriedly said, "Get out of the way! This oven is scorching hot!"

In a flash, the oven master pushed the oven.

Wow!
The young Taoist boy slipped and fell backward.

The person who had been pushing him from behind suddenly darted to the side, and with a loud "thud," the child fell solidly to the ground.

He fell backward, landing on the back of his head.

Once he collapsed, he fell silent.

A gasp of alarm erupted from the crowd, and someone shouted, "Oh no! Oh no! The child is hurt!"

The shopkeeper who pushed the man hurriedly said, "I...I...it wasn't me. I was trying to save him."

Some of the bolder ones would step forward at this moment, bend down, and reach out to probe the child's nose on the ground.

He exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! She's not breathing! Oh dear, isn't this a death happening right in the street?"

The crowd erupted in an uproar. Just then, a soldier patrolling the street nearby heard the commotion and immediately asked from a distance, "What happened? How did someone die? Make way, everyone make way!"

The shopkeeper in front of the oven suddenly felt his legs go weak, and the knife he was using to chop chickens accidentally fell to the ground, slicing across his left thigh with a thud, leaving half of his body covered in blood.

The shopkeeper immediately cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground, crying out, "Help! It wasn't my fault..."

Although it's hard to say whether he was the one who caused it, his "bloody calamity" actually came true at this time.

The onlookers were all silent. As the soldiers drew closer, a scholar in a blue robe, who had been standing by a stall not far away, pushed through the crowd and walked over, seemingly slowly but actually quickly.

This young man was naturally Chen Xu.

Everything that happened in front of the roasting oven just now happened in the blink of an eye. Chen Xu hadn't paid special attention to it before, but now he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong with the child who had fallen to the ground.

(End of this chapter)