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An unfamiliar boy had come to the wine shop and ordered a flagon of the cheapest wine.
Business was very quiet at the shop on this day, which was very rare.
Thus, the incredibly handsome white-robed young boy was very lucky, and he was able to claim a seat at a table. However, his complexion was slightly pale, indicating that he was not in the best of health.
Zhang Jiazhen fetched him a flagon of wine, a bowl, and a dish of pickled vegetables, then informed him to wait for the bowl of free yangchun noodles that was still to come.
The customer opened the flagon before taking a whiff of the wine inside, then raised his head and exclaimed in an authentic Sword Qi Great Wall dialect, "Such a massive bowl, such fragrant immortal wine, and free pickled vegetables and yangchun noodles?! Are you sure all of this only costs a snowflake coin, not a lesser heat coin?! How could there possibly exist such an outrageous bargain? You better not try to scam me! I am a mighty cultivator with powerful backers, so you're going to regret it if you try to scam me!"
Zhang Jiazhen had heard many customer complaints, but it was the first time he had ever heard anyone complain about the wine being too cheap. Clearly, this was an outsider from the Majestic World. Otherwise, even the native sword immortals or the affluent individuals from Taixiang Street and Ink Stick Street only ever complained about wine being too expensive, or how terribly the cheap wine tasted.
"You can rest assured that this is not a scam," Zhang Jiazhen promised with a smile. "It really does only cost one snowflake coin."
Cui Dongshan pushed the flagon away from him, then tucked his hands up their opposite sleeves and shook his head as he said, "I don't dare to drink this wine. It's too cheap; there must be something fishy going on here!"
An old swordsman from a neighboring table moved over to sit down beside Cui Dongshan, then smiled and said, "You're fluent in our dialect, but I've never seen you before, so you must be an outsider. If you don't want to drink this flagon of wine, then I'll buy it from you."
Cui Dongshan hurriedly grabbed the flagon and clutched it to himself upon hearing this.
"Who says I'm selling my wine? Do I look like someone who's short on money?"
The old swordsman was feeling a little exasperated. In his mind, Chen Ping'an had always had a very sharp eye, so why was it that he had picked out such an inept shill on this occasion?
"You're shilling for the second shopkeeper as well, right?" the old swordsman asked through his mind's lake. "I understand that you have good intentions, but you're doing a terrible job. You're making it far too obvious that you're shilling for the second shopkeeper. Did you come here to do this of your own accord? I'm sure the second shopkeeper would've never...
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