I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 33 - 32: Young Master Shang’s Mission (Please Follow)_2

"This thing, with the naked eye it is not so easy to distinguish, you have to grope around in the river for a long time to discern the subtle differences between this black and slippery thing and other black and slippery sand."

The man sifting sand beside him said a word, and Tian Lin nodded.

Actually, in his eyes, there’s no need to distinguish, because the term has already shown that this ’Water Spirit Ore’ is called ’Black Iron Stone’.

[Black Iron Stone: low-grade refining material, can enhance the hardness of Magical Treasures, not edible]

"Brother Han, I have already memorized the appearance of Water Spirit Ore, let’s not waste time and sift the sand first."

Tian Lin returned the Water Spirit Ore to the man sifting sand, and saw that man carefully tucked it into the pouch in front of his chest.

Han Li did not waste any more effort on Tian Lin, just patted Tian Lin on the shoulder and said:

"It’s okay to be slow the first time you sift sand, you’ll get used to it later. If there’s anything you don’t understand about working in the mine, just come and ask me."

Tian Lin nodded, and walked toward his own ’little mound’!

Compared to the sandstone mountains accumulated by other servant disciples, Tian Lin’s pile of sand was just a small mound.

He scooped a winnow basket full of sand and, imitating the others, went to a part of the riverside where the current was not so swift and sat down with his legs crossed.

As he faced the river and submerged the winnowing basket in the water, the pile of sand started to spread out inside the basket, bobbing up and down.

Tian Lin, with quick eyes and hands, grabbed the small pebble trying to escape as soon as the prompt for [Black Iron Stone] lit up.

The amount of sand he shoveled from the riverbed was not much; after a few sifts, all the sandstone he dug up in the morning was sifted through.

Just like that, he only sifted out two Water Spirit Ores, together probably weighing no more than two or three coins.

This content is taken from freёnovelkiss.com.

Tian Lin put the Water Spirit Ore into the pouch in front of his chest and, after thinking for a bit, took his winnow basket to where Han Li was.

Han Li obviously had dug up much more sand than Tian Lin, and he sifted through it with careful and meticulous effort.

While Tian Lin finished sifting after a few tries, Han Li was still re-sifting the sand for the second time.

"Brother Han, do you need my help?"

Han Li was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Tian Lin and asked, "You’re done sifting?"

Tian Lin nodded. Before Han Li could reply, the other servant disciples around them started laughing: "Young people are so impatient, sifting like that, you’re unlikely to even sift out a hair."

As expected, Han Li asked Tian Lin, "How much have you sifted out?"

Tian Lin took out the two Water Spirit Ores from his pouch and frowned, "Probably no more than two or three coins!"

Upon hearing this, several men showed surprised expressions.

Someone said with heartfelt pain, "There must be more Water Spirit Ore that you let slip through in your sand."

"Oh my, such good sand, why didn’t you sift through it more thoroughly?"

"What about the sifted sand? You didn’t dump it downstream of the sluice gate, did you?"

Seeing Tian Lin nod, many people couldn’t help but sigh and shake their heads.

Han Li thought for a while and didn’t blame Tian Lin. When Tian Lin asked if he needed help, how could Han Li dare to let Tian Lin help him sift sand?

"Leave your pouch here with me; go take a rest first. After lunch, come back when you hear my whistle to start work."

Tian Lin looked at the sky; it was not yet noon, so he went to his dwelling as told.

On the stilt house where he lived, some servant disciples were currently shirtless and losing money.

Seeing Tian Lin pass by, someone asked him, "New guy, you’re back so soon. It looks like you didn’t manage to grab enough sand, huh?"

Another tried to pull Tian Lin to join them, saying, "Why rush to make money? We won’t starve anyway, better to take some time off and play a few rounds with the brothers."

Tian Lin laughed and replied, "I don’t gamble."

"You mean you’ve never learned to gamble, right? Don’t you know that newcomers have the best luck? Come on, I’ll teach you, and I guarantee you’ll win."

It cost Tian Lin quite an effort to break free from their grasp, and he returned to his lodging with a frown.

He began to meditate until more and more voices of laughter came from outside the house.

Soon after, there was a knock on Tian Lin’s door. Han Li, already dressed, stood outside on the bamboo veranda saying:

"Let’s eat first, then rest for a while after the meal. Once there’s more mud and sand on the riverbed, we can start working again."

Tian Lin followed Han Li towards the back mountain. He said to Han Li, "Yesterday, Brother Han, you treated me to fish. Today, I’ll treat you to Grass God Fish."

Han Li let out a chuckle and replied, "My martial arts realm doesn’t rely on Grass God Fish for nourishment anymore, so you should save your money to buy Grass God Fish for yourself."

He also reminded Tian Lin, "In the Chores Courtyard, if you no longer aspire to Seeking Immortality, then spend your silver on food and drink, but don’t gamble like those fellows, nor spend it on flamboyant women."

Before Tian Lin could ask, Han Li had already squeezed into the crowd at the window to pick out dishes.

As usual, he only ordered Mao’er Root, the cheapest food in the kitchen.

Tian Lin felt the silver ingot in his hand; the fifty silver taels he held made him quite wealthy.

However, the young master only gave him those fifty silver taels for getting his footing in the Chores Courtyard, without mentioning that he would give more afterwards.

So, as much as the fifty silver taels seemed a lot, it was only enough for him to buy ten servings of Grass God Fish.

Moreover, Tian Lin’s goal was not limited to Grass God Fish.

He glanced at the offerings at the window and was attracted by an item listed there.

[Three-legged Mini Kirin: Inferior Grade spirit beast; might have possessed Kirin bloodline a million years ago, contains a trace of Fire Spiritual Energy, edible]

The woman serving the dishes noticed Tian Lin’s head bobbing in and out of the crowd, seemingly unable to push his way through.

She knocked the serving spoon against the pot twice, scolding, "Stop crowding, can’t you let the newcomer order first? You grown men, have some consideration for the kid."

The men didn’t seem to care, instead they teased, "Second Mother has taken a fancy to the pretty boy, eh?"

Second Mother spat, retorting, "Another peep and I’ll spit in your bowls."

The men, rowdy as they were, actually cleared a spot for Tian Lin.

It was then that Tian Lin made up his mind and pointed to ’Three-legged Mini Kirin,’ saying, "I’ll have that one."

Second Mother was taken aback, and the surrounding men began to tease again, "The lad wants to become a big man now."

Tian Lin, puzzled, heard Second Mother say, "Young man, that’s an expensive dish; it’s not really suitable for you."

But knowing that this was the only dish in the kitchen containing Fire Spiritual Energy, how could Tian Lin possibly give it up?

He took out his silver ingot and said, "I’ve checked the prices; it’s about the same as the Grass God Fish. Second Mother, please serve me one."

Second Mother had no choice but to load the dish onto a plate for Tian Lin, advising, "This three-legged toad, you’d better eat less of it."

She didn’t elaborate, but Tian Lin seemed to have grasped the effects of the three-legged toad.

Carrying his dish, he walked towards his dwelling. Some gamblers spotted Tian Lin and sniffed, saying:

"Lucky lad, Grass God Fish yesterday and Three-legged Toad today. You must have brought quite a sum of silver with you when you joined the sect, didn’t you?"

Tian Lin smiled and asked, "Why, are you thinking of robbing me?"

Yesterday someone spoke on behalf of Tian Lin in the same way, but today, not fond of this sharp-tongued guy, Tian Lin took the initiative to say something.

The man’s face soured, but Tian Lin ignored him and went straight back to his room.

To his surprise, a girl dressed in green sat next to his table in the room.

Tian Lin’s expression shifted slightly as he said to Xiaoyue, "How come you entered my room without my permission?"

Xiaoyue, with a cold expression and glance at Tian Lin’s transmission plate, sounded even more annoyed than Tian Lin:

"The young master doesn’t give you silver for you to waste on such shady things. Have you forgotten your place?"

Tian Lin was not intimidated by Xiaoyue. He slapped the transmission plate onto the table and retorted, "We are both the young master’s servants. Even if there’s something wrong, it’s not your place to reprimand me. The one who’s forgotten their place isn’t me, it’s you!"

Xiaoyue, fuming with rage, but noticing that someone outside was peering in, moved closer to Tian Lin and said through clenched teeth, "The young master wants you to advance to the Grandmaster Realm as soon as possible and then kill Han Li."

Tian Lin was taken aback and asked, "Why kill Han Li? Does the young master have a grudge against him?"

Xiaoyue frowned and stared at Tian Lin, snapping, "You do what the young master tells you to do. Why ask so many questions?"

Tian Lin fell silent while Xiaoyue continued, "You have one month. With your martial arts talent and all those supplements in the kitchen, it shouldn’t be difficult to reach the Grandmaster Realm and secretly take down Han Li in a month, right?"