“Master, is this your shop?”
Ye Xinning looked at her Master leisurely sitting in a rocking chair, feeling a bit speechless.
“Didn’t you say you were going to help us sell goods? You’ve had me sitting here for two days, but you haven’t done anything!”
“Don’t rush. I can’t really be a salesman and shamelessly promote goods to my customers.”
Hong Shan put down his folding fan, tossed it aside, and opened one eye.
“What about you, how’s your Cultivation coming along?”
“I reached Qi Refining Second Realm yesterday, and I think I should reach Third Realm tomorrow.”
“Not bad.”
Hong Shan praised her, then closed his eyes again to continue his nap.
After a long silence, Ye Xinning couldn't hold back.
“Aren’t you going to say a bit more? Are you really not going to do anything?”
Ye Xinning was currently in a break from Cultivation, relieving her fatigue, and she was most irritable at this time.
“What can I do?”
Hong Shan chuckled.
“Don’t be too anxious. I’m waiting for an opportunity. When the time is right, there’s no need to worry about your little trinkets not selling.”
Hong Shan suddenly opened his eyes, straightened his body, and looked out the window.
On the street outside the window, a group of four people walked into the mahjong parlor beneath his feet, chatting and laughing.
These four people were all women, looking not old, around thirty years old, with no obvious wrinkles on their skin, so they must have maintained themselves well.
However, the auras on all four of them belonged to Cultivator, and their strength was also impressive. It was impossible to determine their true age just by looking at their appearance.
The four of them seemed to have a very good relationship, addressing each other as sisters.
The mahjong parlor Hong Shan opened was not only for entertainment but also for gambling. The area open to Mortals was only a small part, while the area open to Cultivator was his main source of income.
He earned money not only from table fees but also from commissions, and a portion came from other projects.
Over the years, playing mahjong had become a socially acceptable form of gambling.
Of course, many of those who played purely for entertainment were also Hong Shan's potential customers.
For example, these four women.
They walked through the card hall on the first floor of the mahjong parlor, chatting and laughing, passing through the clatter of tiles being thrown and shuffled, and went up to the second floor.
“This is the opportunity I’ve been waiting for. Follow me.”
Hong Shan jumped off the rocking chair, stretched his back, then forced a smile and walked out the door.
“Zhang Jie! Long time no see! Why do you have time to come to my humble shop today for some fun?”
Ye Xinning was dumbfounded.
This old man was either like an old mischievous child or pretending to be profound and powerful; in short, he was never serious.
But what was this obsequious, worldly manner he was displaying now?
“Ah, nothing much, it’s just that the academy hasn’t had much going on lately, so I thought I’d come out with my sisters to play a few rounds of mahjong and catch up. Is our private room available?”
“It’s available! We definitely reserved a room for you in advance!”
“Who is this?”
The woman called Zhang Jie looked at Ye Xinning behind Hong Shan and asked curiously.
“Ah, this is my new disciple, just taken her in a couple of days ago! Her name is Ye Xinning, you can call her Little Ye, Ye Xinning, anything is fine!”
Ye Xinning shyly greeted her.
Zhang Jie was quite enthusiastic, smiling as she came over and rubbed Ye Xinning’s head.
“Your bone structure is good. Why don’t you send her to the academy, and I’ll help you refine her?”
“If you insist! It’s her fortune that Zhang Jie would give my disciple this opportunity, hahaha!”
Zhang Jie took out a red packet from her qiankun bag and put it into Ye Xinning’s hand.
“A meeting gift, don’t be shy.”
Ye Xinning looked at Hong Shan, and only after getting her Master’s permission did she accept the red packet.
The three sisters behind the woman named Zhang Jie went up to the third floor first, leaving her alone to exchange pleasantries with Hong Shan.
“Zhang Jie, you must have heard about the Transmigration matter recently, right?”
“I’ve heard about it. A student from the academy also Transmigrated and thankfully returned alive. The academy is now taking this matter very seriously and has even sent one of the original Transcendents from the school to Earth to protect the students… I remember you were one of the original Transcendents, weren’t you? Is there a particular reason you’re asking about this now?”
Ye Xinning, behind Hong Shan, was startled.
Hong Shan had told her that Transmigration was not a recent phenomenon; a group of Transcendents had appeared on Earth decades ago.
However, the number of those Transcendents was very, very small, and there was only one group, unlike now, where a portion of people Transmigrated every few days.
Those people were called original Transcendents.
The Cultivator among the original Transcendents from Kyushu, like Hong Shan, stayed on Earth for a period. After their Realm broke through to Spirit Nurturing Stage or above, they would no longer Transmigrate unless they suppressed their own Realm.
Most of them also chose to remain in Kyushu.
However, whether in Kyushu or on Earth, this matter didn't seem to be widely known; only the original Transcendents themselves and a small portion of people were aware of it.
But this Zhang Jie in front of her just blurted it out so casually?
“I haven’t been there for many years either. Recently, I heard about this matter, so I went over again, and I brought back some good stuff!”
Hong Shan smiled as he took out a lipstick from his qiankun bag.
“Guess what this is?”
Zhang Jie took the stick-shaped object, examined it carefully for a moment, twisted open the cap, and touched it with her hand.
She lifted her finger and found that her fingertip was already stained red.
“Dye?”
Hong Shan didn't answer her directly. Instead, he took out a red “paper,” which was the “lipstick” used by women in Kyushu. When using it, they would purse their lips on it for a while to stain their lips red.
“This is lipstick from Earth.”
He then took out several more lipsticks, each in a different color.
“They are much better at tinkering with these things than we are. Just this lipstick alone, they can research dozens of colors, and it can also be used as a lip balm, it doesn't fade when wet, it's extremely easy to use! I know Zhang Jie, you like this kind of thing, so I specifically brought some back!”
Ye Xinning observed Zhang Jie and noticed that she was also someone who liked to dress up. She estimated that her actual age might not necessarily be younger than Hong Shan, but she dressed like a young woman, and her makeup was quite exquisite even in Kyushu.
“You’re so thoughtful!”
Zhang Jie was overjoyed, taking the lipstick from Hong Shan’s hand.
“Just apply it directly, don’t press too hard.”
Zhang Jie followed Hong Shan’s instructions and applied the lipstick to her lips.
The first attempt wasn’t very successful; the lipstick was applied crookedly.
Zhang Jie tried to wipe it off with her hand, but only a little came off, and the red color still remained on her skin, looking a bit jarring.
Hong Shan then took out a packet of something from his qiankun bag and handed it over.
“This is a makeup remover wipe, it comes right off! Try it!”
Watching Hong Shan’s actions, Ye Xinning couldn't help but give her Master a thumbs-up in her heart.
He even knew about bundled sales?
