Notary Public and Flying Soup Noodles

The soldier guarding the gate stepped back in fear.

Who is this person?

I was just asking a question, why respond by smashing bricks?

"You openly damaged the property of Tianshi City, please, come with us!"

Weng Ling looked at the bricks beneath her feet, blushing. She felt a bit embarrassed and helpless. However, Night Sangeng gently pushed her from behind.

"What are you standing there for? If someone asks you to compensate, you should really compensate. Consider your status!"

"Oh, alright!"

Weng Ling nodded gratefully, then turned around and sternly faced the ten soldiers who were approaching.

"I am the lord of Loran, make way!"

"Tsk tsk, who's blocking the way here? It turns out to be Lord Weng!"

A soft and charming voice came from the city gate. Night Sangeng turned his head to see a coolly dressed woman walking towards them, wearing a white robe and holding a staff. She seemed to be a priestess.

However, with her swaying gait and slightly intoxicated eyelids, she exuded a seductive charm similar to Bede.

Weng Ling frowned, "Li Feifei? What are you doing here?"

Li Feifei licked her lips, smiling, "The land deed competition is approaching. How could I not be here?"

"You're a notary?" Weng Ling tightened the black hammer in her hand.

"More precisely, one of the notaries," Li Feifei said, "You know this is the final battle for Loran's territory. According to the rules, we need at least three notaries."

Li Feifei's half-seductive gaze shifted to the soldiers behind Weng Ling.

"Oh, it seems you've brought quite a few helpers this time. Two handsome young men, care to leave your names? I'll need to register them later."

"Oh, registration, is it?"

Seeing Li Feifei staring with ill intentions at Night Sangeng and Shawen Cheng, Bede suddenly emerged with a soft smile.

"I'm also a team member. Sister, how about registering me first?"

Seeing Bede's delicate face, Li Feifei hesitated for a moment, her expression turning cold.

"Fine, but you better settle down first before reporting to the arena. Registration is a part of the notarization process, and my word alone doesn't count."

"Hehe, thanks, sister."

Bede smiled and then took off her gloves. She shook hands with Li Feifei warmly. A faint pink mist, as subtle as a strand of hair, drifted out unnoticed and directly entered Li Feifei's arm.

"We're leaving!"

Turning her face to Li Feifei, Weng Ling bowed slightly and then looked at the ten soldiers holding spears, commanding in a firm tone.

Soldiers, hesitatingly looking at Li Feifei, she nonchalantly waved her hand.

"They are here for the competition, let them in."

"Yes!"

The soldiers, eyeing Li Feifei's enticing figure, swallowed their saliva and cleared a path.

"Hmph!"

Weng Ling harshly locked the black hammer in the leather pocket on her back, looking furious.

"Who is that Li Feifei? Why did she make you so angry?" Night Sangeng followed beside her, curiously asking.

"My roommate from the church during my studies. A somewhat... in short, not a good woman! Don't provoke her, got it?!"

Weng Ling glared at Night Sangeng and Shawen Cheng, both trembling, and nodded repeatedly.

"But this Tianshi City doesn't seem that great. The streets are wider, the houses are larger, but it doesn't look like there are many people."

Night Sangeng looked at the pedestrians passing by. He seemed somewhat skeptical.

From the outside, Tianshi City's scale was similar to Loran City, with more stone buildings. However, most people on the streets were dressed in short linen shirts, and there weren't many rich people in satin clothes.

Weng Ling sighed and didn't explain. Instead, she pointed to a small stall ahead.

"Let's have breakfast there."

Everyone nodded. Chewing on those hard flatbreads for the past few days, they were fed up. Now, they could finally enjoy some hot food. Especially Bede, who was the most excited. Unlike Night Sangeng and the others, undead creatures didn't care much about the taste of food.

"Boss, give us five bowls of Flying Soup Noodles and five baskets of meat-filled buns." Weng Ling skillfully found a table and ordered.

"Sure thing!"

An old man in coarse cloth wiped his hands and skillfully picked up a small knife. He quickly sliced dozens of thin pieces from the well-kneaded dough. The pieces, as thick as tree bark, fell into the boiling water. The old man then scooped them out, seasoned them with a little coarse salt, and topped them with a few slices of well-prepared meat before serving them.

Bede couldn't wait and took a bite, but her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"It seems a bit fishy and a bit old?"

"Stalls on the roadside are like this, can't afford to use too good meat."

Night Sangeng gulped down the noodles, unsure if they were cooked.

Bede pursed her lips, oh, then picked up the basket of buns that the old man had brought. But after sniffing them, she put them down again.

"I'm full, you guys enjoy."

Night Sangeng looked up at her, but didn't say anything. Instead, he took the buns she had put down and swallowed them whole.

This cunning boss!

Bede raised her eyebrows, looking annoyed.

"If you're not used to it, endure it for now. I'll treat you to a good meal later after we settle in," Weng Ling consoled Bede while eating noodles.

This time, they brought a lot of demon rat meat on the journey. Even if they couldn't find a place to sell it, it would be enough for them to endure back to Loran City.

But to be honest, after accepting the setting of demon rat meat, the taste of the meat was indeed much better than ordinary beast meat. Coupled with the chili they brought...

"After we arrange accommodation, can you take me to the largest vegetable market here?" Night Sangeng suddenly looked at Weng Ling and asked.

"Vegetable market? Why go there?"

Night Sangeng pointed to the cart behind him.

"We brought so many chili peppers. Of course, we want to sell them for some money."

Potatoes and wheat were too heavy and inconvenient to transport, but chilies were different. After drying, they could be easily packed. So, Night Sangeng brought all ten thousand chilies, just to test the waters in Tianshi City and see if there was a market.

If they sold well, great. If not, he could chew on them himself to increase his soul power.

But before that...

Night Sangeng looked at the curious pedestrians gathered around due to Sand Wen Cheng's crocodile mount. He smiled.

"Boss, the bill!"

"Thank you, customers. It's a total of two silver and fifty copper."

Night Sangeng nodded, then stood up and took out something from his pocket, placing it on the table, counting.

"One, two, three..."