I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 43 - 39: Opening the Market (Please Follow)

Tian Lin drew his long saber, and then there was no ’after that.’

He furrowed his brows, looking at the saber in Han Li’s hand that once belonged to him, and couldn’t help saying, "It seems there really is a vast difference between one Grandmaster and another."

Han Li smiled, tossing the saber back to Tian Lin, and sheathed his own as well.

Seemingly worried about disheartening Tian Lin, he patted Tian Lin’s shoulder and led him down the mountain:

"Your progress in Inner Strength is fast, but your Martial Arts are far too ordinary; when I said you couldn’t kill Xiao Yue in a month, it’s because Inner Strength is difficult to cultivate, but external skills are hard to master, too!"

Mentioning Xiao Yue, Tian Lin remembered today’s visit from Xiao Yue.

But he had changed his mind and no longer wanted to incite Han Li to deal with Xiao Yue.

Young Master Shang wanted Tian Lin to kill Han Li and thereby seize the Supervisor position, and then use Han Li’s death as an achievement to ingratiate himself with the Second Steward to become his trusted aide—

Tian Lin didn’t know why Young Master Shang wanted him to win over the Second Steward, presumably to help him as a spy.

Tian Lin was also unclear about what exactly Young Master Shang intended to plot regarding the Second Steward.

But winning trust and currying favor with the Second Steward didn’t necessarily require killing Han Li.

All he needed was for Han Li to give up the Supervisor position to him, and then killing Xiao Yue for merit seemed just as good.

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Although Xiao Yue was not the Supervisor, he was Young Master Shang’s trusted confidant, his status surely not beneath Han Li’s.

Since Young Master Shang belonged to the faction of the Third Manager, wouldn’t offending Young Master Shang win the Second Steward’s favor more than killing Han Li?

Even if killing Xiao Yue didn’t achieve that purpose, what of it?

It was merely the death of Xiao Yue.

"According to Brother Han’s meaning, to kill Xiao Yue, I still need to first train in Martial Arts?"

"Sword techniques must be practiced, and when you have time, you can work on Body Refinement. Besides that, you must also strengthen your Inner Strength cultivation."

Han Li said, "Anyway, there’s more than twenty days left until the end of the month."

Where are there more than twenty days?

It was only six days left.

Tian Lin began quietly preparing in his heart, following Han Li back to the house.

The next morning, Tian Lin hadn’t left his room yet when Han Li knocked on his door and said, "Don’t go anywhere at noon, wait for the Third Manager to come down the mountain and distribute Silver."

When Tian Lin came out from his room, he saw Han Li shouting under the bamboo corridor, "Today is the market day, also the day everyone gets paid, so as usual, everyone rests for the day."

A cheer went up, and everyone on and under the corridor was in high spirits.

Then, Han Li’s expression darkened as he spoke:

"I’m not afraid of everyone thinking I’m being naggy, but I’ll say it one more time—if you get your Silver, it’s fine to buy clothes and food, but it’s best not to spend it on the flowery girls. With that money, why not save it and send it back home?"

After he finished speaking, there was someone under the corridor smoking a dry pipe who replied, "Boss Han, us bachelors, it’s because there’s no one left at home that we came out here. We’d like to send money back, but there needs to be someone to receive it!"

Another person said, "I’ve been away from home for dozens of years; whether there’s still someone at home is another matter. Even if there is, we can’t find a trustworthy person to help us send the money back."

Someone else added, "I’ve been away for just over twenty years, my folks are probably dead, and my wife is likely to have run off with someone else. Send money back for her adulterous lover to use?"

The group laughed and joked; no one cared about Han Li’s words, but when it was almost noon, there was still no sign of anyone coming down the mountain.

Tian Lin gave Han Li a nod and went to the kitchen by himself.

Over there, Second Mother seeing Han Li, took out two dishes from the small steamer and said, "Little Tian, your brother Han told me you wanted to eat Eagle Swallow and Ghost Head Swallow."

Tian Lin’s gaze moved to the two plates of meat, pointing to the entry displayed on the device, he asked, "Second Mother, is this the Eagle Swallow or the Ghost Head Swallow?"

Second Mother replied, "This is Eagle Swallow, just as hard to swallow as Ghost Head Swallow. The only benefit is to give someone a good dream at night—try a taste, this thing is not very useful but it costs four taels of Silver per bird."

Tian Lin fished out some Silver from his pocket, and as he took the dish from Second Mother’s hand, he placed the Silver on top of the small steamer.

"Let me try the taste when I get back; I might still ask Second Mother to buy some Eagle Swallow for me in the future."

He thanked her afterward and left the kitchen with the Eagle Swallow and Ghost Head Swallow.

Compared to Eagle Swallow, the entry on Ghost Head Swallow was different.

[Bright Sun Pill: An Inferior Grade Spirit Pill containing Fire Spiritual Energy; it’s an auxiliary elixir for cultivating the Bright Sun Finger technique, and it also slightly restores Fire True Qi when consumed.]

"What is the Bright Sun Finger technique?"

Instead of hastening to eat and cultivate, Tian Lin went out to find Han Li and asked.

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Unfortunately, Han Li could only shake his head and said, "There are too many types of martial arts in the world, I’ve only heard of Shaoyang Finger and Canhe Finger, but I’ve never heard of Bright Sun Finger."

At that moment, someone came running and jumping down the path towards the kitchen, shouting, "The Third Steward is coming with the accountants!"

Almost instantly, everyone at the mining school stood up with a ’whoosh’. Han Li shouted, "Stand in line, and step forward when your name is called."

Tian Lin, along with others at the mining school, formed seven small teams, filling up the small clearing completely.

Before long, a slightly obese middle-aged man came down the mountain, followed by an old man in a long robe.

When the middle-aged man appeared, without needing a command from Han Li, all the servant disciples shouted in unison, "We pay our respects to the Third Steward."

But the fat man only gave Han Li a glance and asked him, "Is everyone here?"

Seeing Han Li nod, he then asked, "Second Steward hasn’t troubled you, has he?"

Han Li quickly replied, "Second Steward hasn’t come to the mining school again."

The fat man said, "That’s good, if he ever sets his sights on the Water Spirit Ore again, just send for me. Alright, distribute the silver!"

The fat man’s words were brief and to the point, prompting cheers of joy from the servant disciples.

The old man in the robe took out a scale, read out names, and handed out a bag of silver to each person. Some more, some less, but everyone got at least a few taels of silver.

Tian Lin, having worked only two days, received as much as seven taels of silver, which was several taels more than half of the others.

Hu San couldn’t help but say with an acidic tone as he looked at Tian Lin, "Who knows how much of everyone’s share you’ve taken with these taels!"

Tian Lin glanced at Hu San and did not bother to respond.

Seeing that Hu San was about to speak again, Han Li scolded, "You gamble all day, unwilling to make money by working the river. Now you’re jealous seeing someone else has more than you. If you cause trouble again, don’t blame me as Supervisor for not treating you with respect!"

Hu San didn’t speak further, clenching the silver in his hand, he thought for a moment and then ran off towards the kitchen.

Although Hu San was inconsistent with his work, his wife in the kitchen never slacked off. With the market opening today, it was time to spend money.

With Hu San gone, the servant disciples began to call friends and discuss what to buy and where to go for fun.

Seeing that no one was talking to Tian Lin, Han Li asked him, "Is there anything you’d like to buy? If you miss this chance, the next market day won’t be for another half a year."

Tian Lin thought for a moment and said, "I’m not sure what to buy for myself, but if Brother Han doesn’t mind, why not take me with you to have a look?"

Han Li smiled and said, "Sure, but wait for me for half an hour, I need to draw some silver up in the mountains."

After Han Li left, Tian Lin returned to his room and opened his lunch box.

A fragrance from the Elixir mixed with a meaty aroma tantalized Tian Lin’s taste buds.

He sat on the bed and first picked up a piece of ’Ghost Head Swallow’.

The Ghost Head Swallow didn’t taste of meat when he put it in his mouth, but instead, it had the texture of an Elixir.

After Tian Lin crushed the ’Elixir’, it seemed like a ball of fire rushed through his throat and into his body.

This medicinal power broke through his Shaoyang meridians and eventually shot out of his forefinger with a ’hiss’, turning into a small flame that quickly extinguished.

This small flame wasn’t powerful; the only effect was that his forefinger swelled up a bit.

Tian Lin frowned and did not continue eating the Ghost Head Swallow, instead he picked up a piece of Eagle Swallow and put it into his mouth.

He didn’t know what the original Eagle Swallow tasted like, but the ’Eagle Swallow’ he was eating didn’t taste bad as Second Mother had said, but was instead deliciously tender and enjoyable.

Feeling the Inferior Grade Gold-winged Bird bring the Golden Spirit Qi, he immediately practiced the Five Elements Foundation Establishment Method, guiding the Golden Spirit Qi into his first acupoint.

After consuming only half a plate of the Inferior Grade Gold-winged Bird, the Golden Spirit Qi in his first acupoint was already plentiful. Regretfully, he then packed the remaining food back into his lunch box.

At this moment, the sun was already slanting west, and more than an hour should have passed, but Han Li had not appeared yet.

Tian Lin thought of Han Li going up the mountain to claim his Supervisor’s monthly salary and felt an uneasy premonition.

Although the Third Steward was in charge of the servant disciples’ wages at the mining school, he was not the one who paid the Supervisors’ monthly salaries.

"Alright, Brother Tian, we can head out now."

Just as Tian Lin was feeling anxious, Han Li’s voice came from outside the door.

He breathed a sigh of relief and then opened the door.

But he saw that Han Li was still wearing the same clothes from the morning, but different from the morning, his left cheek was now extremely swollen with a deep palm print on it.

Han Li gave Tian Lin a forced smile and said, "Had I known it would take this long, I wouldn’t have asked you to wait for me. Fortunately, the sun hasn’t set yet, so we can still enjoy an hour or two at the market."

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