C11 Welcome to Smash the Shop Anytime

After Bu Shiyi and Lo Chuan departed, Lo Chuan remained lounging on the recliner, soaking up the sun. His luck seemed to be holding, as before long, a melodious voice reached his ears.

"Are you the owner of this shop?"

Lo Chuan opened his eyes to find a woman dressed in black, her slim figure poised before him. Her long, black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, giving her an air of spirited vigor.

"Tsk tsk, 'Origin Merchant Shop'—quite the grandiose name," she remarked, eyeing the shop's sign.

Lo Chuan remained stoic, offering no reply.

Seemingly bored by his silence, the woman frowned. "Hey, are you the owner or not? Speak up, will you?"

At last, Lo Chuan spoke, his voice cool and detached. "Yes, I am. What are you looking to purchase?"

"Some healing pills. Surely, a place called 'Origin Merchant Shop' wouldn't be without such items, right?" she mused.

Near Deepmount City lay the Lonely Tips Mountain Range, teeming with Demonic Beasts and medicinal herbs. It was a natural haven for cultivators like Wai Qingzhu, who made their living from the bounty of the mountains.

Lo Chuan nodded, "Yes, we don't carry any."

Wai Qingzhu: ...

As Wai Qingzhu turned to leave, Lo Chuan's next words halted her. "We may not have pills, but what I sell far surpasses any pill you could find."

"Quite the claim, Little Boss!" Wai Qingzhu chuckled at Lo Chuan's boldness, then added with a grin, "But now you've piqued my interest in your merchandise."

With that, she stepped into the shop.

True to Lo Chuan's expectations, it wasn't long before Wai Qingzhu's exclamations filled the air.

"What?! Everything here is made of glass! Just how extravagantly wealthy are you, Boss?"

Lo Chuan merely smirked to himself, keeping his thoughts to himself.

It seemed that only in this strange world could glass be considered a precious commodity.

Taking a deep breath, Wai Qingzhu pushed aside her envy of the wealthy and began perusing the shop's wares.

You never know until you look, but when you do, it's quite the shock.

"Ten spiritual crystals for a cola? And a hundred for spicy sticks? Are you trying to rob us blind, boss?"

Wai Qingzhu fumed, her gaze fixed on Lo Chuan.

Unperturbed, Lo Chuan responded coolly, "Every item in this store is priced fairly. We don't engage in random pricing."

Wai Qingzhu's irritation flared upon hearing his defense. "That's absurd! You're the first shopkeeper in Deepmount I've seen who gouges customers like this!"

Lo Chuan simply nodded toward the merchandise. "Have you read the descriptions beneath the items?"

"Descriptions?"

A skeptical frown creased Wai Qingzhu's brow. She had been so focused on the prices that she had overlooked the product descriptions Lo Chuan mentioned.

After a moment's thought, Wai Qingzhu returned to the shelf to scrutinize the descriptions of the spicy sticks and cola.

Finishing her reading, she inhaled sharply.

If the descriptions were to be believed, these prices were practically a giveaway!

"Boss, are these descriptions accurate?" Wai Qingzhu asked, still in disbelief.

Lo Chuan assured her, "My word is my bond."

"Fine, I'll take them!" Gritting her teeth, Wai Qingzhu swiftly made up her mind.

"Thank you for your business. That will be one hundred and one spiritual crystals," Lo Chuan said, a barely noticeable smile gracing his face.

Wai Qingzhu picked up a bottle of cola and a pack of spicy sticks, then laid out one hundred and one spiritual crystals on the counter.

As Lo Chuan reached for them, Wai Qingzhu's hand shot out, covering the crystals.

Lo Chuan looked at her, puzzled.

"Boss, if these items don't live up to what's promised in the descriptions..."

Not everyone had the wealth of Bu Lige, and for Wai Qingzhu, one hundred and one spiritual crystals was no small sum.

Lo Chuan's voice remained calm, "You're welcome to come back and hold me accountable anytime."