Skinny Monkey, that is, Lin Wanwan’s newly recruited goon Sun Chuyao, had been anxiously waiting for Lin Wanwan in the warehouse for quite a while. If it weren’t for the things piled up in the warehouse proving that everything that happened at dawn was indeed real, he would have thought he had gone mad. From leaving home at midnight until now, without eating a grain of rice, Sun Chuyao was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back, he remained motionless, leaning against the warehouse door to save energy. Suddenly, that mysterious Light Gate reappeared in front of his eyes, moments later, a person walked out from inside—it was the little fairy lady! "Master, you’re back!" Sun Chuyao shouted excitedly, everything was real, not a dream, "I have kept a good watch on the things, none are missing." Lin Wanwan waved her hand, retracting the Space-Time Gate, and nodded at him, saying, "Well done." Just then, an untimely "grumble-grumble" sound emerged, and Sun Chuyao stepped back a bit with some embarrassment. Lin Wanwan tilted her head to look at him: "Did you stay in the warehouse the whole time, not even going out for a meal?" Sun Chuyao demonstrated his loyalty, saying, "With so many valuable things belonging to the master kept here, I don’t dare to leave for even a moment." Lin Wanwan was slightly touched by this simple loyalty, regardless of whether or not he was fooled into truly believing she was some kind of immortal. At this moment, the loyalty he demonstrated was genuine. Hmm, since he wants to prove himself, she’ll just see how it goes. After thinking about it for a moment, Lin Wanwan took out a big piece of chocolate from her backpack, unwrapped it, and handed the chunk directly to him, "Eat this first, it can help stave off hunger a bit." Sun Chuyao happily took the chocolate with both hands, "Thank you, Master, for your gift." Looking at Sun Chuyao’s manner, Lin Wanwan suddenly thought of something: "Is your ancestral home in Mao County?" Sun Chuyao respectfully replied, "To answer Master, I was born and raised locally; I’ve never been outside our Qiong County." Lin Wanwan said with surprise: "Then how come you speak the Mao County dialect?" Sun Chuyao displayed a hint of pride on his face and answered, "I may be dumb, but I’m quick to learn people’s speech. Here at the docks, I can converse with almost anyone, and I can even handle a few words of foreign dialects!" Lin Wanwan was greatly surprised; she had unearthed a diplomatic talent? That was certainly excellent news. She then asked, "Do you know the official language of Chang’an?" Sun Chuyao answered, "To answer Master, I speak the official language better than the local dialect of Qiong State." Lin Wanwan, upon hearing this, looked him over again with satisfaction and laughed, "Not bad, not bad. Now go find a Vietnamese Merchant from Mao County; his name is Lu Daxiong, he’s the captain of one of the merchant ships that docked yesterday. Tell him my surname is Zhen, and he should come to take over the goods. Here, this Glazed Ball is for you, buy yourself something to eat." Having spoken, she tossed Sun Chuyao a green, transparent glass ball. Lin Wanwan got it from online shopping in modern times; nineteen yuan for a hundred of them. Sun Chuyao caught the glass ball in a fluster and, after a single glance, kneeled with a thud to give Lin Wanwan a grand salute: "Thank you, Master, for your gift! Thank you, Master, for your gift! Thank you..." Amidst his continued thanks, Lin Wanwan opened the warehouse door and interrupted, "No more bowing, I said I don’t like people bowing to me, go take care of business." Sun Chuyao quickly scrambled up, bowed, and said, "Yes, I... I’ll bring the person right away." Watching Sun Chuyao carefully tuck the glass ball into the inside of his clothing, she felt a bit sympathetic. Ah, she couldn’t figure out whether trying to trick people with pepper was more sinful or trading glass balls for gold was more sinful, altogether in the Great Tang, saying she was wealthy beyond measure wouldn’t be a problem at all! If it weren’t for the Great Tang only respecting those in power, she would have dared to go anywhere with her wealth long ago. It was already noon, the hottest time of the day. The docks were packed tight with merchant ships from various countries and regions, some from the Lion Country, Great Stone Country, White Barbarians, Red Barbarians, and others from Yangzhou, Mao County, Guangzhou, and Jiaozhou. The coming and going ships docked here for supplies, bringing all sorts of rare treasures. The dock was filled with people from all realms and with every skin color, no one found it unusual anymore. The dock, initially bustling with activity, became unusually quiet at this hour. No one could stand the heat; it was impossible to work under such heat as it could literally bake a person alive. The laborers waiting for work lay scattered around in the shade. Once this hottest part of the day passed, they would start their hustle again. Sun Chuyao’s appearance didn’t catch anyone’s attention; he was a familiar face around here, even managed to be a familiar sight to the court people managing the docks—although, of course, the high and mighty officials could care less about beggars and vagrants, not even qualifying them as scapegoats. In the past, Sun Chuyao would appear at the docks with shifty eyes and a cautious look, but today he was quite uncharacteristic, standing tall and proud, heading toward one of the ships in Lu Family’s merchant fleet. Before he could even step onto the deck, he was chased away by a lounging crew member who picked up a board and cursed at him to leave, "Where did this beggar come from, begging at your grandpa’s ship, how unlucky, get lost, scram!" Sun Chuyao was hopping mad after being hit, retaliating by yelling, "Have you gone blind? I’m with the Zhen Family! Here to see your Captain Lu!" This shout not only stunned the crew member who hit him but also caught the attention of laborers lying down for a nap nearby, who opened their eyes to look over. Yesterday, a Zhen Family girl making waves here, having generously bought a shipload of flowering pear wood—Yellow Flower Pear Wood—and trading priceless glass bowls with a beggar leader to recruit a bunch of beggar kids, these two sensational events had spread far and wide. This update is available on NovelHub(.)net In just one night, the entire dock knew about it. Now that Sun Chuyao shouted out her name, it naturally drew attention. Lu Daxiong had just finished his tasks and was waiting for Lin Wanwan to contact him. Seeing that the one coming was a young beggar, he was somewhat surprised: "Where’s the Zhen lady?" "My master sent me to call you for the goods, bring carts and hands, and follow me," Sun Chuyao didn’t waste words and directly stated his purpose openly. Lu Daxiong glanced up and down at Sun Chuyao, thinking what peculiarities might that Zhen lady have? Yesterday she bought a bunch of beggar kids for him to look after, and today she sends another beggar to invite him, utterly lacking any sense of propriety, it’s quite unorthodox. However, he merely grumbled internally; he wouldn’t say it out loud. "Alright then, is there a lot of stuff? If there is, I’ll call for more carts." Sun Chuyao replied, "There’s neither too much nor too little; four or five carts will do." Lu Daxiong nodded, beckoning several crew members from the ship, then shouted at the dock where the laborers lay in the shade, "Get to work, ten of you, grab carts and follow me!" The laborers immediately jumped up upon hearing the call, hastily gathering around, and Lu Daxiong casually picked ten who seemed to have a bit of muscle. Then he and the crew boarded the carefully chosen mules, letting Sun Chuyao lead the way to the warehouse.