"Thank you, Senior Brother! Hehe."
Jiang Wanrong smiled sweetly. Ten pounds of mulberry leaves were worth fifty spirit stones.
"No need to be so polite, Junior Sister. You're welcome to come and buy again."
Ji An nodded kindly. Offering some freebies to customers could maintain longer-term trade relationships.
With half a year of continuous harvesting, he planned to let the spirit wood rest for a while.
"A few days ago, I saw Senior Brother Zeng. He said his two concubines are both pregnant and wants to invite us to a banquet in half a year."
Jiang Wanrong switched topics, half-jokingly saying:
"Senior Brother, do you have any plans to spread your branches and leaves?"
She carefully observed the expression of the cultivator opposite her. If he showed any hint of seeking a Dao companion, she would often come to chat about cultivation.
"Cultivation is the priority. I want to work hard for another thirty or forty years to see the results."
