Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 250 Old Bonds Lead to New Bonds

Lin Jiang watched from the large ship as the Lan Ke people moved into the south of the city. The crowd was vast and long, and from the ship, it looked like a line of ants carrying their hometown further and further away.

Early this morning, Lin Jiang went directly to several wealthy merchants in Chengnan Town and told them that he wanted to host a group of travelers from out of town and hoped to rent some houses from them.

These merchants initially didn't want to take the job because it was troublesome, but when Lin Jiang slapped gold in front of them, they were no longer the aloof merchants they had been.
He patted his chest and assured them that he would definitely take good care of these guests.

King Qi approached Lin Jiang, holding a wooden basin containing grilled fish. Lin Jiang glanced at it and felt the fish looked familiar.

It looks like the same dish I took him to eat last time.

"Didn't you say it was too bland?"

"I have salt on my ship, both yellow mineral salt and fine sea salt. If it's too bland, just add some salt, won't that solve the problem?"

"To be honest, I've always had a question."

"You said."

"King Qi, you're already dead, do you still have a tongue to taste anything?"

King Qi's face darkened instantly:

Do you believe I'll rip your tongue out?

Lin Jiang stuck out his tongue.

King Qi was already quite dark-skinned, and his face was almost as black as the bottom of a pot.

"I am truly grateful to Prince Qi this time." Lin Jiang stopped chatting with Prince Qi and instead bowed respectfully in his direction.

King Qi casually put the fish into his mouth:

"You really should thank me."

"Where does the King of Qi intend to go next?"

"I?"

King Qi paused slightly.

He seemed to be lost in thought for a long time.

"The State of Qi no longer exists, so I can go wherever I want. As long as there are souls in this world, the lost ship will never stop."

"If I ever get bored in the future, I will definitely find a boat to go to King Qi's place to join in the fun."

"You'd better not come. You're the third person I hate most in this life."

With a wave of his hand, King Qi felt a gust of wind blowing in front of Lin Jiang, as if King Qi wanted to blow him down the lost boat, but the wind was not strong enough to move him.

Seeing that Lin Jiang didn't move, King Qi cursed:
"If you don't go down, I'll drag you straight to the Fire-Stopping Hall and let you get roasted by those dark-skinned fire people."

"I'm really curious about what that country is like."

Lin Jiang left on the boat with a smile.

After watching Lin Jiang walk away, King Qi spat in the spot where Lin Jiang had just stood.

A thick fog gradually rose around the lost ship, and the souls dancing wildly reappeared on the deck.

They laughed and sang as if they were attending a banquet that would never end.

Lin Jiang watched the ship sail away until it disappeared below the horizon.

……

After settling the Lanke people in the south of the city, Lin Jiang returned directly to the capital.

In the courtyard of the capital, the craftsmen that Lin Jiang had hired were working, while in the main building, Chef Song was staring at several Blue Science personnel.

Only after Lin Jiang entered the room did everyone turn to look at him, as if they had breathed a sigh of relief.

Clearly, Chef Song's personality made her unsure how to deal with her subordinates, and among these Lanke people, apart from Old Apa, the others' Daxing dialect was not very good either.

If Chen Dajiang hadn't stayed by Song's side the whole time, Lin Jiang estimated that the girl would probably have already found a shady place to hide.

Seeing Lin Jiang approach, Chef Song's expression finally softened a bit.

"So, from now on, this place will be your restaurant."

Lin Jiang looked around with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Cook Song suddenly perked up:

"Very good, very good! Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

Although Chef Song had always lived in this courtyard, she never imagined that this place could become her dining hall.

All she wanted at the time was to open a small shop on a secluded street in the capital and sell simple snacks there.

Suddenly being put in charge of such a large area, Cook Song felt a little anxious and uncertain.

It's both an opportunity I can't bear to let go of, and a question of whether I can manage this place well.

Lin Jiang could see what Song the cook was thinking, but instead of comforting her, he gently patted her on the shoulder.

There's always a first time for everything, and Chef Song's culinary skills will surely be able to support this shop.

As for how to operate it...

Lin Jiang looked at Chen Dajiang:

"Did you send a letter to Cangsong?"

“Yesterday I went to the letter shop and spent thirty taels to buy the Ten Breaths of Mirror Flower Poetry. I talked to the owner about things in the capital. The owner said that he would have Manager Liu come to manage the taverns in the capital.”

Chen Dajiang patted his chest, looking as if to say, "Don't worry about me."

The service Chen Dajiang mentioned only exists in a few major cities. It involves transmitting messages through a mirror. Although it's expensive, it can overcome distance, similar to a telephone.

However, the treasure mirrors for this thing must come in pairs. Chen Dajiang contacted Liu Pang at the time, and then Liu Pang contacted Wen Xiangyi.

Cangsong is not a big place. If it weren't for Master Zhao keeping Liu Pang in check, they really wouldn't have been able to use this method to send messages.

Lin Jiang was relieved to hear this.

Unable to manage the shop in the capital, he simply borrowed people from his grandmother.

When Manager Liu arrives in the capital, let him run the shop.

Lin Jiang believed that with Manager Liu's skills, he would definitely be able to make the business here prosperous.

"How are the food preparations for the northward journey going?"

"The merchant firm on Mr. Guo's side is willing to take this order, but the journey is not short, there are quite a few people involved, and we need to stock up on more grain. It should take another three or four days."

"Row."

Once everything was properly stocked, they would leave the capital. Before that, Lin Jiang needed to say goodbye to his friends in the city.

After thinking it over, he decided to go find Liang Huashan first.

Lin Jiang put the small ginseng back into his pocket, told Chen Dajiang to watch over Ziren while he worked, and then left the yard.

This time, instead of taking a carriage, they walked slowly along the streets of the capital and soon arrived at the Liang residence.

A servant announced his arrival at the gate, and he followed the old path to the center of the courtyard, where Liang Huashan was already raising his cup to wait for him.

Lin Jiang sat down, and Xiao Shanshen poked his head out and glanced at the two of them.

The little girl sensed that something was off between the two of them lately, but she didn't dare say anything and could only watch them warily.

I'll be leaving soon.

Liang Huashan didn't look at Lin Jiang; his gaze fell directly on Lin Jiang's cuffs.

The ginseng noticed that the other party was looking at it. After thinking for a while, it finally stretched out its ginseng whiskers and waved its arm:
"Hi."

"Ah."

Liang Huashan withdrew his gaze:
"Is the little ginseng leaving too?"

"I'm going with him." Before Lin Jiang could speak, Little Ginseng jumped out: "That's why I've come to say goodbye today. Thank you."

Liang Huashan remained silent for a long time before finally downing his tea in one gulp and muttering:

"She hasn't finished learning yet."

There will be other opportunities in the future.

Liang Huashan remained silent.

Lin Jiang stared at Liang Huashan, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Ms. Liang, do you think she's still alive?"

"Who?"

"Master Ye".

"..."

“I believe she is still alive,” Lin Jiang said. “Not in the form of a wandering ghost, nor through any method of resurrection. She is somewhere in this world.”

At this point, Lin Jiang reached out and patted the little ginseng's head: "When I first met Shencaojun, I promised her that I would definitely take her to find Master Ye. After leaving the capital, I plan to travel all over the world and hopefully find Master Ye."

Liang Huashan closed his eyes.

After a long while, he opened his eyes again:

"If you see him, please give him my regards."

“That’s natural,” Lin Jiang said. “Master Liang, I would also like to borrow a scroll that can store Qi.”

Liang Huashan didn't ask Lin Jiang what he wanted to do; he simply grabbed a scroll from the side.

He threw it to Lin Jiang.

The moment Lin Jiang accepted it, Liang Huashan's voice rang out: "No need to return it, I'll just give it to you."

"Thank you, Master Liang."

Lin Jiang stood up and bowed very solemnly to Liang Huashan.

Xiao Shanshen thought for a moment, then knelt on the table and kowtowed to Liang Huashan.

Liang Huashan stared at the small ginseng: "What are you doing?"

The young ginseng said very seriously:

“The children’s book said that this is how one should treat one’s teacher. You have taught me a lot; you are my teacher.”

“Master…” Liang Huashan pondered the word.

"Isn't this also a new connection brought about by an old one?" Lin Jiang said softly.

Upon hearing this, Liang Huashan was stunned for a long time, and a very complicated smile appeared on his face.

He looked at the ginseng:

"How is your human form?"

"It still won't last long."

"Transform into human form again and let me see where the problem is."

"it is good."

Little Ginseng, without a second thought, jumped down.

She held her breath, and her body underwent a sudden change at that moment.

With a soft "poof," the little ginseng transformed into a young girl, standing proudly before Liang Huashan.

Liang Huashan acted just like a master, earnestly explaining the circulation of Qi to Xiaoshan.

Xiao Shanshen wrote down everything.

After finishing his explanation, it was almost time. Lin Jiang led the little ginseng, who had transformed into a little girl, outside. The little ginseng turned back and waved to Liang Huashan.

Liang Huashan didn't move, watching Xiaoshanshen leave.

Only after the two figures completely disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest did Liang Huashan slump down on the table.

It was a lie when I told Lin Jiang that I didn't care at all.

He doesn't believe that the small ginseng is Ye Wanzhuang.

Only he himself knows how much of what he said is true and how much is false.

"Does an old relationship lead to a new one...?"

Liang Huashan muttered something.

He closed his eyes.

In an instant, his hair and beard turned completely white, and wrinkles of hardship appeared on his face.

In an instant, it was as if he had aged many years.

He remained motionless for a long time, as if reminiscing about many past years.

(End of this chapter)