83 Wei Qinghui, Observations

"Okay." He chuckled lightly and nodded simply. With a light touch of his foot, like a dragonfly skimming the water, he quickly disappeared.

Only the young messenger remained, staring intently. Then, seeing no one around, he quickly wiped away imaginary drool. His face flushed slightly. Seeing that everyone had already left, but hadn't gone far, he hurried to catch up!

Soon, the beautiful woman in coarse clothes arrived at Weijia Village.

"Miss, Miss is back!"

We arrived at a house with blue bricks and tiles, with two wooden pillars extending outwards from the door, adorned with a pavilion shaped like the Chinese character "人" (ren, meaning person). Each pillar was so large that it would take one person to encircle it! The interior was simply decorated, with a large chair in the center and several ordinary wooden chairs on either side.

It was plain and simple, without any embellishment. Everything was simple and unadorned.

'Miss!' 'Miss Kiyoe!'

Sister Hong and the burly man with the distinguished air stood up and shouted!

"Sister Hong, Uncle Si! Thank you for your hard work!" A faint smile appeared on her face, as if pulling the ethereal fairy back to the mortal realm.

"Miss Qinghui, you've worked so hard. This time, the goods sold for a high price. You've put away a lot of things, bought many bolts of cloth, and even a bolt of floral fabric, to get you a new outfit!" Her eyes reddened slightly as she finished speaking.

"Sister Hong, you're being too polite. This is perfect, and we like it just the way it is!" Wei Qinghui said nonchalantly. Changing the subject...

"Uncle Si and Sister Hong sat down and said, 'You've returned quickly this time. It seems the rumors about the market are true?'" He then asked them to sit down.

Wesley smoothed his own shaved head, finding it a bit easier this way. The key was that many people at the market had short hair, so he decided to give it a try!

Then, after gathering his thoughts, he said, "Miss, in previous years we always waited for the merchants to arrive before we went to trade. This time, after hearing the news, we brought half of our goods! The market has changed drastically! Ordinary meat products have increased in price by at least 30% or 40% compared to previous years; the price increase is extremely high!"

Especially ginseng and other medicinal herbs, they're being snapped up like crazy. Compared to previous years, prices have increased by a full 70-80%, and they're being snapped up as soon as they're sold! The buyers are mainly market managers and itinerant merchants from out of town!

Not only us, but I also saw some people from deep in the mountains who came to the market to sell their wares. Fur and common medicinal herbs were selling very well. He paused, then looked to see if his young mistress had any further questions.

He continued, "This time, the medicinal herbs we're offering are all between twenty and fifty years old. The hundred-year-old ginseng doesn't look quite right, so we haven't offered it yet!"

Then he thought about the group of market managers he had seen. 'The market manager, Lord He, I had the pleasure of catching a glimpse of him from afar. He was completely reserved, and I couldn't discern his true nature! Moreover, I heard in the market that Lord He is not only the head of the market, but also the chief constable of Huangtu County and the chief constable of the yamen!'

And the former Flying Eagle Gang, now the de facto manager of the police station.

Wei Qinghui listened attentively, sitting upright without moving an inch, and nodded slightly.

Wes continued, "I sent someone to the county town to inquire." He then recounted the events of the night He Chen was slaughtered, along with some hearsay.

Finally, "I've heard that Lord He possesses unparalleled strength and formidable external martial arts skills. Even Gan Twelve's assassination attempt in the street couldn't break through his external martial arts techniques. He's probably at the level of a Martial King!"

The words "King Wu" deeply moved Wei Qinghui, and she was no longer calm. Before reaching the sixth level, the more abundant the accumulated qi and blood, the easier it was to gradually condense into weapons.

Reaching the sixth rank is rare; talent, timing, and opportunity are all indispensable! Thinking of myself, after breaking through to the sixth rank, I am still slowly accumulating spiritual energy and opportunities.

Wei Qinghui asked, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. "Martial King... if he truly is a Martial King of External Strength, then it's quite possible! Is the matter of the market city being built true or false?"

"Miss, the plan to build a city around the market has been finalized. The latest news from the market upon my return is that a city of 20,000 households will be built! I happened to see Lord He leading a group to survey the city's surroundings these past few days. Construction has already begun in some of the inner areas."

Then, not entirely certain, he said, "Based on my observations, I see quite a few villages around here, and it seems they've already purchased properties there."

However, the matter was kept very secret in each village; when they saw someone coming, they remained silent, and no one was able to find out the details. Then, he hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

"Uncle Si, please speak frankly. I've been considering these matters recently. This place was originally where my parents and other ancestors fled the ravages of war. Moreover, back then, the army cleared away wild beasts and evil spirits from the surrounding area, so naturally, we were safe for a while. Now, especially in recent years, the number of ferocious beasts has clearly increased."

Monsters occasionally appear! Previously, the county town was too chaotic, but this market town offers a truly livable environment, so moving there wouldn't be a bad thing. Besides, the village children need to go to school; they can't stay cooped up in this small village forever!

"Miss, that's not what I meant. Please don't say that. For ordinary people like them, it's so good to live a peaceful life in the village. It's not as safe outside as inside the village!" Wes quickly explained.

Hearing Wes's words, Sister Hong quickly added, "Miss Qinghui, you've misunderstood. Brother Wes didn't mean it that way! We've inquired very thoroughly this time, and the information is basically consistent with what we heard before. It's just that we ran into Sister Weilan while buying the fabric. Do you remember her, Miss?"

Wei Qinghui nodded. "I wonder how Sister Wei Lan and the others are doing. I heard about what happened when they left."

Sister Hong chimed in, "Yes, but it's all in the past now. Everyone has their own fate!"

That's another story. In previous years, the harvests were good, and goods sold well, leading many people to have their own ideas. Regardless of right or wrong, some went out, and some of them were eventually found. A few returned, but the rest disappeared without a trace.

As one of the first to leave, Wei Lan's father naturally received very little news.

Some didn't do well and were too embarrassed to come back. Others couldn't come back. Then an explanation was given.

"Wei Lan is currently at Lord He's residence. The shopkeeper selling furs says she's Lord He's wife."

Then, smiling, she added, "It's probably true. Wei Lan said before that if I went to the market, I could consult her about some things, and the address she gave me was the same as Lord He's residence. Moreover, the cloth seller even gave me a 20% discount."

Then, he repeated the shopkeeper's words verbatim.

Wei Qinghui's eyes flashed with determination as she said, "Sister Wei Lan, it's good that you're doing well. This place is remote and inconvenient; even a common illness is difficult to treat! It's good that they're doing well!"

He then decided, "If this city really begins to be built, we need to make plans as soon as possible! I heard before that the rent in some villages is half a percent less than others. It seems that's true."