Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

I wanted to take the little black cat out to find some food.

As a result, the other party opened their mouth and spat out plates of exquisite dishes and pastries, enveloped in black light, onto the counter.

Butter Longevity Cake, Osmanthus Tea Cake, Stuffed Crab, Pumpkin Shrimp, Braised Four Delicacies...

As the black light faded, the aroma of food instantly filled the room, making everyone's mouths water.

"Just how much more is stored up in your little belly?"

Curious, Qin Ning picked up the bowl and chopsticks the other had spat out and lightly touched the fox's forehead with the end of the chopsticks.

He touched the raccoon's belly. It looked round and plump, but it was all thanks to its black fur. In reality, it was flat and smooth, without a single bit of fat. He wondered where all the calories went from eating so much every day.

Meow~

The little black cat stood up proudly and drew several horizontal lines in the air.

It seems she still has a lot of food in her stomach.

After feeding the other person a pumpkin and shrimp dish, Qin Ning asked, "Did you get these dishes from the First Princess?"

"Meow?"

"It was that kind old woman who applied the medicine for you yesterday." Qin Ning said, looking at the cat's little paws, wondering if it was because the medicine was good or because the cat had a strong recovery ability.

In just one day, the little guy's claws had healed, and he could scratch bad guys without any problem.

"Meow."

The little black cat munched on the golden shrimp, and in a moment, drew the character "一" (one) on the counter.

Suddenly, she stopped chewing and turned around to look curiously towards the door.

A fragrant breeze wafted by, and Qin Ning looked up to see a beautiful woman with a slender waist, willow-leaf eyebrows, and almond-shaped eyes, dressed in purple silk, walking into the clinic.

He vaguely remembered that this woman seemed to be the owner of the cloth shop on Anhe Street, and that she was said to be a widow.

"Young doctor... Oh, the food smells delicious."

The beautiful woman covered her cherry-like mouth with the silk cloth in her hand, sighed softly, and swayed her waist as she came to the counter.

"What are you doing here?"

Qin Ning put down his bamboo chopsticks, puzzled as to why the other party had suddenly come to his door, as he had no prior connection with them.

"I heard the noise at your door just now, so I came over to give you a heads-up." The proprietress rested her elbows on the counter, her almond-shaped eyes blinking as she stared at Qin Ning's face.

The fragrant scent emanating from her body made the little black cat take two steps back and cover its pink nose with its paw.

"The person behind those hooligans is Young Master Liu. Young Master Liu's father is the ambassador of the tax office in Beian City. Young doctor, if you don't have anyone backing you, you'd better prepare some money and go to the tax office to make some arrangements."

Seeing the other person's burning gaze, Qin Ning guessed that her face had worked its magic again.

Otherwise, who would come to remind someone who is not related to them?

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the pretty widow in front of us is willing to help others.

Thank you.

He racked his brains trying to recall what rank the ambassador of the tax office was, but he just couldn't remember.

"When my clinic opens in a few days, your cloth merchants can come here for treatment, and the consultation fee will only be 50% of the original price."

Responding to the landlady's kindness.

Seeing that the other party still showed no sign of leaving, their gaze kept shifting between themselves and the food.

Qin Ning touched his nose: "I only have one set of chopsticks and a bowl, so I won't keep you for dinner."

"Hey, young man, you can eat here. Come and work at my cloth shop sometime."

The proprietress left, turning back every few steps.

Qin Ning picked up her chopsticks, about to continue eating, when suddenly a familiar cherry blossom scent wafted in.

Feng Hanying, dressed in a moon-white robe, walked to the counter, where her proud chest found a place to be supported.

"My teacher said you should come to my house to find me. I just went to the Prince Su's residence, but the young princess said you had already resigned from your status as a retainer. So I came here to find you on a whim, and I didn't expect you to actually be here in this clinic."

As she spoke, she swept her eyes, filled with tender longing, over Qin Ning's head and explained softly, "I've been quite busy lately. I went to the Prince Su's residence today and only then did I learn about the trouble that happened at Zhenji Ridge yesterday. Are you alright?"

"It's alright."

Patting the cat, Qin Ning gestured for her to spit out another set of bowls and chopsticks.

"What is the identity of that retainer of the Prince's mansion?"

"It's a long story..." Qin Ning sighed as she handed over the bowl and chopsticks. "To put it simply, I am now a member of the Sichen Guard, so it is naturally inappropriate for me to retain my status as a guest of the Prince's Mansion."

"What?!"

Feng Hanying's rosy lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief at her sudden change in status.

"I'll explain this to you later. Gu Kexing is dead. The Gu family thinks his death is related to me and might send someone to retaliate, so be careful. Also, I came to see you to ask if you know of any cheaper ways to buy pills."

"There is a way... but how did you..." Feng Hanying answered subconsciously, but she was still full of curiosity about Qin Ning's change of identity.

"Hmm."

Her mouth was immediately stuffed with a piece of longevity cake, and Feng Hanying stopped asking questions, changing the subject: "When I came in, who was that beautiful woman?"

"The lady who owns the fabric shop on this street..."

After recounting everything that had happened, Feng Hanying peeled a golden shrimp and fed it to the cat beside her, saying, "I know the Tax Office. It's in charge of commercial and industrial taxes, brokerage taxes, and the like. The ambassador... should be a ninth-rank official, the kind who doesn't have a high rank but gets a lot of kickbacks."

So he's just a nobody... A classic line popped into Qin Ning's mind, and he shook his head with a smile.

"By the way, there's an internal meeting at [All Things] in seven days. Would you like to go?"

"All things? You mean that Taoist cultivation path interest group you mentioned?"

Having roughly understood Qin Ning's strange words, Feng Hanying nodded: "Yes, these kinds of exchange meetings used to only discuss matters related to the cultivation paths of the Daoist sect, but in recent years, everyone has also been exchanging other information, and there are also barter sessions, and occasionally small auctions are held."

"Call me when the time comes... what do you want?" Qin Ning stared at Feng Hanying's fair hand outstretched in front of her, her tone puzzled.

"Ten taels of silver, for the referral fee!"

"Our relationship..."

Feng Hanying rolled her eyes when she thought about how the other party had ignored her for more than ten days and only remembered her when he needed something: "Even close brothers keep clear accounts. What kind of relationship do we have?"

Strictly speaking, it hasn't happened yet... Judging from the other person's tone, Qin Ning smiled and said, "Okay, but I'm short of money lately, so I'll owe you for now."

He wasn't short of 10 taels of silver, but to give it to him obediently at a time like this would truly be considered lacking in romantic understanding.

After finishing our meal, we chatted for a while longer.

They agreed that after Qin Ning finished his work the next day, the two of them would go to buy pills together. Feng Hanying then left somewhat reluctantly.

After glancing at the shops on Anhe Street, where lanterns had already been lit, Qin Ning locked the doors from the inside and returned to the backyard.

Beneath the crooked locust tree, he quietly activated [Gluttony].

A strong feeling of hunger arose.

The golden sand pill in her abdomen was instantly sucked into the black vortex.

hiss~~~

The potent medicinal power spread outwards, seemingly indicating a tendency to expand. This tiny pill, it's unclear, is made from any unknown ingredient.

Its equivalent weight is at least five hundred "Aman!"

A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour... half an hour.

The bright moon hung in the sky, and Qin Ning, standing beneath it, wore a ferocious expression.