Chapter 312: Despair

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Dont you like these two? Chen Fei asked somewhat helplessly.

With so many in the basket, why are you only selling these two? 1 want others, the old woman replied, her tone cold and menacing.

Youll buy others? Chen Fei turned to the old woman.

Yes! The old woman nodded stiffly.

Then let me find some!

Chen Fei began to rummage through the basket, instinctively feeling that some fruits were important and setting them aside. After a moment of searching, he found a small white sweet potato in his hand.

Inside the white sweet potato, Chen Fei saw a figure standing in front of a stove, vigorously stir-frying food. Chen Fei tried to identify it, and it seemed to be stir-fried pork liver?

But why use only a small piece each time for stir-frying pork liver?

And does white sweet potato count as a fruit?

Chen Fei was puzzled, but he still handed the white sweet potato to the old woman. She took it without hesitation.

The white sweet potato had skin on it, but the old woman didnt bother to peel it and directly ate it, skin and all.

Chen Fei watched as the old woman finished the sweet potato, feeling like he had lost something in his mind. He recalled the images of stir-frying pork liver that appeared in the white sweet potato earlier. Was it an experience of cooking pork liver countless times?

Chen Fei thought for a moment, imagining his right hand gripping a spatula, with an iron pan in front of him, flipping it a few times in the air.

He might have forgotten how to stir-fry pork liver, but he still remembered how to stir-fry other foods. In fact, cooking vegetables, if you disregard the taste, is all about stir-frying. You can even skip the step of adding salt.

The onlookers watched Chen Feis bizarre display of stir-frying in thin air. Then someone noticed that the white sweet potato that Chen Fei had just sold had reappeared in his basket.

My goodness!

What kind of sorcery is this? Is this person still a human cultivator? Why is he so strange! Fruits that have been sold multiple times keep reappearing!

The old woman looked at Chen Fei, her body trembling slightly, clearly infuriated.

Compared to the complete absence of taste in the earlier white sweet potato, this time, the white sweet potato had something, an experience-rich process of stir-frying pork liver!

The old woman was momentarily stunned, more shocked than when she tasted empty air.

Wasnt it supposed to be all about cultivation experiences, absorbing Chen Feis source of cultivation through eating these? What were they eating now? They hadnt absorbed any source, and they had wasted precious money.

Fresh white sweet potato, anyone want one?

Chen Fei opened his eyes, found the white sweet potato in his basket, and his eyes lit up. He glanced at the old woman, thinking she probably wouldnt buy the white sweet potato again.

Chen Fei handed the white sweet potato to the old man, who didnt move. He then looked at the others, but at this moment, no one was willing to buy Chen Feis white sweet potato.

Do you want to buy or not? What are you all still doing here if youre not buying anything!

Chen Fei looked at the people around him. He didnt know if it was the confidence given by the fruits in the basket or the few coins, but he directly scolded the people around him.

The people around him looked at Chen Fei with cold eyes, but they couldnt make any other move in response to Chen Feis scolding because what he said was true if they continued to gather around without buying, it was against the rules.

If youre not buying, then Ill leave.

Chen Fei looked around, tried to put the carrying pole on his shoulder, and when no one stopped him, he lifted the carrying pole and walked forward.

People were coming and going around him, and the place was bustling. Only a few people stood still, staring at Chen Feis back with icy and murderous intent in their eyes, but they were helpless.

In the courtyard, Chi Shuqing didnt find the kitchens location. She couldnt find anyone else to ask, and at that moment, all the servants had disappeared without a trace. It was as if the vast courtyard only had her and the young lady left.

Chi Shuqing wanted to ask the young lady about the kitchens location, but just as she was about to speak, she stopped. A sense of danger prevented Chi Shuqing from asking, as if this one question might lead to something even bigger.

In the end, Chi Shuqing didnt find the kitchens location, and the young lady directly took a whip and struck Chi Shuqing.

The imagined intense pain didnt occur, but as the whip came down, Chi Shuqings face turned pale, and her whole body felt weak. Chi Shuqing realized that she had lost something precious, but she didnt know exactly what it was.

Reminding you to be more mindful is for your own good!

The young lady sat in a chair, looking at Chi Shuqing with a smug smile. This smile was just like the one before, devoid of any real warmth, a mere movement of the facial muscles.

Thank you for the guidance, Miss, Chi Shuqing replied.

A sudden sense of unease filled Chi Shuqings heart, but she couldnt pinpoint what had gone wrong.

Have you given all the instructions to the kitchen staff for the dishes? the young lady asked.

Chi Shuqings eyes widened, and she looked at her mistress in disbelief.

Why was she being asked this question again? Hadnt she already been punished for it? Why was it being brought up once more?

Have you given all the instructions to the kitchen staff for the dishes? the young lady repeated, but her smile had vanished, replaced by a numb, unfeeling expression as she stared at Chi Shuqing.

I, Chi Shuqing hesitated, unsure of what to do. If she couldnt find the kitchen staff later, would she be whipped again? Chi Shuqing didnt want to endure another whipping, even though her body didnt feel pain. She could sense that she had lost something important.

Have you given all the instructions to the kitchen staff for the dishes? Before she could answer, the young ladys tone had already turned icy.

Ill go ask right away! Chi Shuqing hurriedly ran out of the room. She needed to find the kitchen staff, and if she couldnt, Chi Shuqing felt she might not survive this ordeal.

Chi Shuqing ran through several courtyards but quickly lost her bearings. Each courtyard looked exactly the same, with no variations in decor or the surrounding flora.

After circling around a few times, Chi Shuqing had no idea where she was anymore.

The cold, eerie sensation enveloped her once again, making Chi Shuqing s.h.i.+ver involuntarily. She sensed that her mind was continuously on alert, warning her of danger, but she didnt know how to find her way.

Why are you standing here? Why arent you moving? a cold voice suddenly sounded behind Chi Shuqing, startling her nearly to the point of jumping. She turned to look back and found her mistress standing there silently, unmoving.

Only her mistresss eyes were fixed on Chi Shuqing, and there was a faint smile on her lips.

Why are you standing here? Why arent you moving?

Inside the clinic, Ren Zhongyang felt the increasingly strange atmosphere around him and instinctively placed his hand on the pulse of the village woman.

A chilling sensation spread from his fingertips and swept through Ren Zhongyangs entire body, causing him to s.h.i.+ver involuntarily.

At the same time, whether it was an illusion or not, Ren Zhongyang felt as if something was dispersing and disappearing with the movement of his fingertips, and the speed was increasing.

Youre not in any danger. Just go back and rest, he a.s.sured her.

Ren Zhongyang instinctively withdrew his hand, cutting off the sensation of being drained. He couldnt help but exhale a breath of relief.

The feeling of continuous dissipation and loss was terrible. Ren Zhongyang felt as if he was being devoured.

My belly is so swollen; how can there be nothing wrong? The village womans face bore a strange smile, and she forcefully patted her own belly, producing a sound like a drumbeat. Following her motion, Ren Zhongyang noticed that the womans belly was indeed incredibly swollen, as if she were pregnant.

My belly hurts a lot, doctor, please help me! The village woman looked at Ren Zhongyang, urging him.

Ren Zhongyang hesitated, but as he remained still, the eerie atmosphere around him grew thicker. Delaying further, he felt something terrible might happen, something significant.

However, Ren Zhongyang had no medical skills, and the act of checking pulses gave him a sensation of being consumed. He was at a loss for what to do.

Doctor, please help me!

Doctor, please help me!

Doctor, please help me!

The urgency in the pleas intensified, the voices turning colder, and cold sweat broke out on Ren Zhongyangs forehead.

Chen Fei walked along the street, calling out as he went. The street was long, and people occasionally gathered to look at the fruits in Chen Feis basket.

At moments like these, Chen Fei would enthusiastically produce jujubes, small apples, and that piece of white sweet potato. Those who wished to buy didnt hesitate when they saw the fruits Chen Fei offered. They bought them without any reservation and promptly devoured all three items in one go, not in small bites, but by stuffing them into their mouths.

It seemed like they couldnt wait to gobble up all the fruits from Chen Feis basket in one breath.

However, after finis.h.i.+ng these three fruits and seeing Chen Feis performance of cooking in thin air, as well as the reappearance of jujubes, small apples, and white sweet potatoes that he offered again, the buyers fell silent.

The insistence on purchasing all of Chen Feis fruits had disappeared, replaced by a sense of uncertainty and anger at being deceived.

Whenever this happened, Chen Fei would kindly lift his carrying pole and continue walking forward. With so many people on the street, there was no need to waste time on a single person.

Chen Fei aimed to make money, capitalizing on the fruits to make a fortune.

As his money acc.u.mulated, that discomfort he had been feeling gradually disappeared. Meanwhile, some images started flas.h.i.+ng in his mind.

However, these images flickered too quickly, and before Chen Fei could grasp them, they vanished.

But Chen Fei knew these images were important to him. The more money he had, the more these images would appear. Therefore, he was determined to sell fruits vigorously.

Moreover, some items sold at the stalls on the street always seemed to ignite desires within Chen Fei.

It was as if those things were all excellent and waiting for Chen Fei to purchase.

As Chen Fei pa.s.sed by a medical clinic, his footsteps involuntarily slowed down. The doctor sitting in the clinic looked somewhat familiar.

After a moment of thought, Chen Fei entered the medical clinic.

Want some fruit? Chen Fei called out.

Inside the clinic, everyone instinctively turned their gaze towards Chen Fei..