The Legend of Fangren

Chapter 161 If it's about having fun, I'm not sleepy anymore.

"Little brother, I misjudged you before. I didn't expect you to be a businessman too. In that case, we are kindred spirits."

Huang Ying remained the same as before, with a gentle smile and an approachable tone as she spoke to him.

"Uh, yeah————"

Unfortunately, for some reason, Fang Shi always felt an invisible pressure whenever he was in front of Miss Huang. This pressure was not because of her beauty, but rather like a natural class barrier.

There was nothing he could do; before awakening his abilities, Fang Shi had been a poor kid for two lifetimes. Even though he could easily become rich with his cube-like abilities, he hadn't adjusted his feelings towards himself. He didn't know if it was because the money came too easily, or if the feeling of having money wasn't as special as he had imagined.

In short, just like the height difference between the two is more than a head, the difference in height is always so significant. (Comment: The difference in lateral height is even greater ———)

But whenever Huang Ying saw him like this, she assumed he was just shy, especially when he unconsciously lowered his head, clearly afraid of seeing her exaggerated curves.

Fang Shi asked, "I heard Miss Huang's name from someone yesterday. I wonder what Miss Huang is doing now? The piece of metal I found has been used up, and there is no more to sell."

"If you don't have it, that's fine. These things are rare and hard to come by, so there's no need to force it. I just came over to take a look because I saw that the workmanship of these crystal bottles on your stall was quite good."

Fang Shi felt embarrassed and said somewhat awkwardly, "Miss Huang is of such high rank and wealth, why would she need to personally come out to select the goods?"

"How can you tell the quality of goods without personally inspecting them? Do you think I'm a spoiled brat just because I come from a wealthy family? If that were the case, I wouldn't need to travel around as a merchant. Besides, who wouldn't be bored staying indoors or in their carriage all day? It's good to go out and see the world; it's more interesting. I'm only in my early twenties, unlike those old men who can sit in the sun all afternoon."

Huang Ying's tone remained gentle and calm, without any of the arrogance often associated with wealthy people. She even squatted down, bringing her face to the same height as Fang Shi, and carefully examined the displayed glass bottles.

After a conversation, Fang Shi found that Huang Ying was more like a friendly older sister next door. She was neither aloof nor pretentious, and was even a bit outgoing, which was very much in line with her experience of doing business and talking to people.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked your little brother's name yet. Although he looks a few years older than you, it's not really appropriate to keep calling you 'little brother'."

Fang Shi replied, "My name is Fang Shi, and I am a disciple of the Longhe Sect."

"Oh————" Huang Ying looked at the goods, showing no reaction to the other party's identity as a disciple of the Shi Longhe Sect.

This surprised Fang Shi.

It seems that the old man was right. In the Middle Realm, the identities of cultivator and sect disciple are not very eye-catching. In fact, in Huang Ying's eyes, these two identities are not as attractive as these exquisite glass bottles in front of her.

This was quite different from the reactions of others who had heard of the Dragon River Sect along the way.

After Huang Ying finished looking at them all, he nodded with satisfaction, then looked up and said to Fang Shi, "It's rare to find that the craftsmanship of these bottles is so perfectly consistent. Fang Shi—well, I'll still call you Brother Fang—where did you buy these glass bottles?"

Fang Shi stated frankly, "I did it."

"Oh? I didn't expect Brother Fang to be so skillful. This makes things much easier." Huang Ying stood up and got into business mode, saying, "These bottles of yours are exquisitely crafted, the kind that wealthy people love. But if you just put them up for sale in this place of weapon crafting, you won't get a good price. Why not sell them to us and transport them to other realms? We can help you build your reputation, and with this long-term cooperation, you won't have to worry about money."

"I heard about Miss Huang's illustrious reputation yesterday. As a prominent business family, it is an honor that you would choose my products."

"So, Brother Fang agrees?" Huang Ying smiled.

However, Fang Shi shook his head and said, "Forget it. I only made these things to sell on a whim to earn some extra money. If I had to work every day to supply goods, I would find it too tiring."

"Huh?" This time it was Huang Ying's turn to be surprised.

Just as Fang Shi wondered how someone could be so indifferent to cultivators, Huang Ying was equally puzzled as to why someone could be so indifferent to wealth and future prospects.

Having grown up in a wealthy Shang family, Huang Ying's experiences have taught her that no matter whether one is a cultivator or a mortal, no one can escape the desire for money. In the face of immense wealth, they are all just ordinary people. As long as one has money, those cultivators from famous sects and schools will still work as servants and slaves in her Huang family.

Growing up in such an environment, Huang Ying naturally had no reaction to the concept of cultivators, but money, which far surpassed cultivators, took precedence in her mind.

Even though she wasn't as materialistic as her parents, she still subconsciously felt that most people were like that.

If the person indifferent to money were a reclusive sage who had seen through the world, that would be one thing. But the person in front of me is just a little boy, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. Judging from his words and actions, he must not come from a wealthy family. So why is he so indifferent to money?

This piqued Huang Ying's curiosity—could this younger brother be so poor that he's never even seen what money looks like?

Perhaps such a thought is absurd, but just as poverty can limit a person's perception, so too can wealth. Huang Ying thought about it and concluded that only those who have never experienced the benefits of money would be so indifferent.

Then she pulled out a small bag of money from the indescribable cleavage of her collar, opened it, and showed it to Fang Shi.

"Young Master Fang, look, this is money."

"————" Fang Shi was stunned.

Hey sis, do you have to be so adorably quirky? You actually thought I dug that piece of black gold out of the mountains?

He had no choice but to emphasize again, "Miss Huang, I recognize money."

Huang Ying then asked, even more curiously, "If that's the case, don't you want more money? With money, you can buy any kind of housing or supplies, and you can get others to do the things you don't want to do."

"Hmm—it's alright."

Fang Shi thought about it seriously for a moment, then replied somewhat casually, "But if we delegate everything to others, wouldn't the whole day be very boring?"

"Oh~" Huang Ying didn't expect him to say that. It seemed this younger brother wasn't unfamiliar with money, but rather with the pleasures of life. "With money, wouldn't you have more time to have fun?"

"So what kind of entertainment is available?"

"Hmm—to listen to music, compose poems, admire flowers, and paint in brothels?"

"See? There's nothing fun about it."

When it comes to playing games, the aura between Fang Shi and Huang Ying is completely reversed. Even if you remove electronic products like computers and mobile phones in their previous lives, there are still many board games that the Xuan Realm can't compete with.

Take Ludo for example. It's a simple board, a few pieces, and a die. It's been popular for decades and remains so. You can always play a game when you have some free time.

In contrast, what Huang Ying said, while having the air of a refined scholar, was, to be honest, too aloof. People without cultural refinement, even if they have money, can't really enjoy it.

Aside from these, the only entertainment options left for Xuanjie at this level are restaurants and flower shops, which are ultimately not very interesting.

"Since you, young Fang, are so disdainful of these kinds of pastimes, do you really find solace in chores? Or have you, at such a young age, already picked up those kinds of habits?"

Fang Shi's attitude made Huang Ying a little impatient. After all, she came from a wealthy family and knew where some of the playboys around her often went. Being approachable was part of her upbringing, but if someone was as disdainful as Fang Shi, as if they despised etiquette and elegance, then they were being a bit too demanding.

Unlike her older siblings, she never looked down on ordinary people. However, if a person was poor and lacked ambition, and was also greedy and lazy, even she would have no interest in talking to that person.

"Sigh." Fang Shi realized that the other party had obviously misunderstood, and couldn't help but sigh.

Since that's the case, let's give the Xuan Realm a little surprise with a board game-style gameplay.

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