Looks like there's a chance! Yan Qing nodded vigorously, "Then, sister, can you give me a discount?"

The female shopkeeper smiled, "A box of tissues for 10 spirit coins, that's already a very good price."

Yue Qi followed Yan Qing, complaining incessantly, "What discount?! He knows better than anyone how valuable spirit coins are right now."

The exchange rate between spirit coins and cash on the black market is currently 1:1. In other words, this shopkeeper is asking for 100,000 silver dollars for a mere box of tissues!

This is supposed to be a discount? It's more like robbery!

However, this was no problem for Yan Qing, and she paid the money very readily. Seeing how decisive she was, the female shop owner's expression softened even more.

Yan Qing pressed her advantage, "Sister, I see there are clearly quite a few shops on this commercial street, so why are only these few open?"

The female boss sighed, "They can't even open for business anymore. Sigh! It's all that damned priest's fault, otherwise no one would be sick."

"Is everyone sick? Sister, do you know what kind of illness it is?"

The female boss was about to speak when she was suddenly glared at by the male boss not far away. She quickly shut her mouth.

"Don't ask any more questions, I don't know anything. If you've finished buying your things, just leave now!"

It seems she has some concerns and can't get any information out of her right now.

Yue Qi walked to his side and quietly tugged at Yan Qing's clothes.

The two walked out of the small shop, and Yue Qi secretly handed her a small wooden board, which he had found at the bottom of the shelf.

Next up are the delicatessens.

Before they even reached the shop, the aroma of meat wafted over them. Both of them instinctively swallowed hard.