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Old Man Mo shook his head helplessly.
He sighed deeply towards the sky and said, "Alas—Elder, though wise for a lifetime, can be foolish for a moment, taking in such an unruly and disrespectful disciple!"
"Uh? Master, don't be like that. The disciple knows wrong," Ziyan said, shaking Old Man Mo's sleeve with a pitiful expression. However, she secretly speculated: Little old man, I don't believe you can't handle this.
After a moment, Old Man Mo's expression softened considerably. "Then you go arrange a task for him. Elder is unnecessary here; it's better for each of us to go do my alchemy experiments."
"Uh? Oh—then fine! Master of Demons, take care." Ziyan immediately let go of his sleeve, but a mischievous and playful look appeared on her face.
"Hmph!" Old Man Mo pretended to still be angry and lightly huffed before striding away without looking back towards the Main House in the courtyard.
At the same time, behind him came the playful voice of his disciple giggling, "Master of Demons, safe travels!"
"Alright, alright, you've done enough today; you've nearly driven your Master of Demons to his limit." Demon Prince could no longer bear to watch and finally spoke up in a low voice, feigning reproach towards his Beloved Child.
"Oh! Fine, then I have important matters to attend to now." Ziyan replied softly and then turned her gaze towards Wu San and Wu Xiang.
"You all—no matter what method or from whom you choose, just select 50 capable and bold individuals who are smart enough. After dinner, I need to train them for selecting goods in other places," Ziyan said before pausing but quickly remembered the most important point and added, "They must be individuals who have signed a life-and-death contract."
"Rest assured, Master! All the brothers who can enter this back courtyard have signed life-and-death contracts and are loyal individuals like us," Strongman Wu Xiang explained earnestly and confidently.
"Mm, then I can rest easy," Ziyan nodded in satisfaction and said no more.
Seeing that both of them turned to dive into the crowd to pick people, Ziyan quietly calculated that this would definitely take some time. So she took her Demon Prince's hand and headed straight towards Old Man Mo's Main House.
As soon as they entered the Main House, they were greeted by the rich aroma of herbs. At the same time, a sweet scent of honeyed pills boldly invaded their nostrils.
"Wow—this smells amazing!" Ziyan couldn't help but exclaim.
This house was the largest in the Yard, and just by looking at its layout, it was clear that the previous owner intended to make this place a Reception Room. A quick glance revealed that the room was about a hundred square meters in size.
Now it had been "taken over" by Old Man Mo and turned into a storage room for herbs and elixirs.
Inside the room, there was no sign of Old Man Mo; he must be at the back. Following the sweet scent, the two made their way to the right side of the room, where there was a small door.
The door was open and lacked a curtain. As they reached the doorway, they saw that behind this house was another space of about eighty to ninety square meters, adjoining two small rooms to the north.
At that moment, three copper pots were simmering something on that open space. Although covered with thick lids, wisps of mist swirled around them.
The sweet aroma wafting through the air came from these three copper pots; it did not have the sharp smell typical of medicinal soups but instead was extremely fragrant and sweet.
As they inhaled the scent, Ziyan felt a sudden pang of hunger. Beside the three copper pots sat an apprentice who had come with Old Man Mo from Ziheng Feng County Town. He was none other than Xiao Yi, whom Ziyan had met during her first visit to Jishitang. Now, Xiao Yi had grown into a young man.
At that moment, Ziyan and Prince Xuan understood that Old Man Mo was busy concocting elixirs in this small courtyard.
"Old Demon, your apprentice has come to see you," Ziyan called out to Old Man Mo, who was busy sorting Black Mulberries in a sieve.
Old Man Mo glanced at Ziyan but remained silent. What was going on? Was he still angry? Feeling somewhat disheartened, Ziyan pouted and pretended to be cautious as she stood behind Old Man Mo.
Looking at the plump Black Mulberries that gleamed like deep purple gemstones, Ziyan stepped forward and reached out to pick one up to eat.
As soon as her hand touched it, a weathered old hand swiftly swatted Ziyan's hand away.
"Ah—ow!" Ziyan knew exactly who it was and immediately looked at Old Man Mo with a sense of grievance. "Master, your disciple has been busy and hasn't even had a proper meal yet!"
"This is the fine purple mulberry that I painstakingly selected to use as medicinal ingredients. You little rascal, you actually wanted to use them as snacks?" Old Man Mo scolded Ziyan while proudly holding the mulberries in his hands as if they were treasures, bringing them into the sunlight.
"Oh—" Ziyan exaggeratedly drew out the sound, looking extremely embarrassed and wronged.
"Pfft!" Xiao Yi, who had been sitting on a small stool staring at three copper pots, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Hey, Xiao Yi, you're not allowed to laugh, that's annoying," Ziyan pouted at Xiao Yi.
"Little Junior Sister, did you make Master angry when you were in the outer courtyard?" Xiao Yi asked curiously.
"Did I tell you to speak?" Seeing the usually honest Xiao Yi speak up, Old Man Mo shot him a glare, causing Xiao Yi to shrink his neck in fear and then continue adding firewood to one of the stoves.
"Alright, enough of that, Master of Demons. You really think you can just take over with a little favor? Is there anything delicious here that can fill our stomachs?"
"Yes, Little Junior Sister. When Master heard from Strongman that you were coming here, he already anticipated that you would want to have a meal. So delicious food has been prepared for you." Xiao Yi, who had been focused on adding firewood, answered eagerly.
"Really—my Master of Demons is the best!" Upon hearing what Xiao Yi said, Ziyan immediately exchanged smiles with her own Demon Prince, then quickly ran over to Old Man Mo's side in just a few steps.
"Master of Demons—" Ziyan once again grabbed Old Man Mo's sleeve like a child and shook it.
"Alright, alright. If I’m called an Old Demon, then you should also be called Little Demon, Xiaoyan!" Old Man Mo retorted with annoyance at this mischievous yet adorable Little Apprentice, who was his only female disciple in his lifetime.
"Well! Alright, listen up, if anyone dares to call me Master Old Demon again, then they will have to be called Little Demon." Ziyan said dramatically to the others in the small courtyard.
"Alright then, let's invite Prince and Little Demon to have a hearty meal with Elder!" Old Man Mo said as he walked towards the set of tables and chairs made from ancient trees in front of the small house to the north.
As Old Man Mo approached, he reached out to lift a large dust cover they had made themselves. What appeared before Ziyan and the others was a table full of delicious dishes.
Ziyan quickly ran forward and exclaimed, "Wow! Old Demon, you really understand your disciple. Little Demon loves Old Demon so much! Next, I must find a super virtuous wife for my master."
"Little Demon, you're at it again?" Old Man Mo, who had just taken his seat at the table, seemed ready to blow up.
"Uh? I was wrong, disciple was wrong." Ziyan chuckled and quickly picked up a large chicken leg and placed it in front of Old Man Mo's bowl. "Here, Master, you eat first."
Old Man Mo instinctively glanced at Ziyan and then said critically, "Eat without talking, don't speak while eating!"
"Uh? Oh!" With no choice, Ziyan could only quiet down. She soon felt someone silently laughing at her.
Ziyan sensed who it was—her own Demon Prince.
Ziyan bravely met his gaze and then rolled her eyes at him in an extremely rude manner. However, he had long gotten used to her antics, so he simply shrugged and elegantly picked up a bowl of rice to eat.
Reluctantly, Ziyan had to lower her head and eat quietly alongside him.
The meal, although prepared in a more natural style both in method and flavor, was made by their second master Old Man Mo himself. Ziyan and Prince enjoyed it quite a bit.
After the meal, Ziyan bid farewell to Prince Xuan and Old Man Mo. The two then returned to the main courtyard.
Just in time, the first fifty or so Junior Officers led by Wu San and Wu Xiang had gathered in the courtyard, ready for orders, while the others had already been dispatched to guard the residence and the back courtyard.
Ziyan was genuinely satisfied with the efficiency of Wu San and Wu Xiang. It was impressive that they managed to arrange two thousand people so quickly, which earned her great admiration.
Next, Ziyan walked slowly along the line of these dozens of people, taking her time to observe each one carefully.
From their eyes to their expressions, she had always been good at reading people, having studied general psychology and criminal psychology in her previous life.
After what could be described as a lengthy observation and contemplation, Ziyan found no faults or signs of dissatisfaction in their eyes or expressions. She felt much more at ease!
Speaking of buyers, they needed to be entrusted with a lot of money to manage! Naturally, Ziyan felt a bit more uneasy about them compared to those culinary masters.
However, she then thought that with their abilities, how could they not earn a stable living? Since they had traveled from afar to this place, it indicated their loyalty to their master.
With that in mind, she decided to let them go out and take a chance to test their loyalty.
So it was settled. Ziyan then took her seat at the head and began explaining to everyone present the responsibilities of a professional buyer and how to bargain locally for good quality products at reasonable prices to bring back to the local supervisor.
By the time Ziyan patiently finished explaining the content, key points, and precautions, it was already dusk.
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