Mourning for the spring or grieving for the autumn is not something Qin Liuxi likes to do. She doesn't bother to think about things she doesn't understand. After a round of complaints, she goes on to do whatever needs to be done, come what may. As for next year, if prices really do rise, well, she'll have no choice but to 'rob from the rich to give to the poor.'
This makes perfect sense!
Temple Master Feng also thinks this way deep down. The precious medicines at Changsheng Hall will have to increase in price, there's no helping it, following the trend of heartless wealth, that's the basic principle of being a Big Demon.
The two exchanged a glance, revealing a sly smile that suggested they were in cahoots.
Soon, Qingping Temple posted a notice for temporary closure for renovations, then gathered the people, prepared the materials, and started construction, replacing old tiles with a golden roof and carving auspicious beasts.
