As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

"A glass of tongue runner and a plate of smoked tofu!"

Jiang Ming tied his donkey to a tree, sat near the stall, and placed his order.

"Alright!" the young stall owner replied loudly. When he saw Jiang Ming, he was stunned and then asked curiously, "I almost thought you were a regular customer! However, I've never seen you before!"

Jiang Ming smiled. "I've long heard that the tongue runner here is quite good. I've only come to try it today. It's really good!"

"Hehe, this is a brewing recipe passed down from my ancestors! Legend has it that even a great Grandmaster had drunk it before," the young man immediately bragged loudly, causing the other customers to laugh.

Jiang Ming glanced at the wine and smiled. "I've heard that back in the day, a single glass of this tongue runner could make a person's entire body heat up. Your glass is much smaller."

Before the young stall owner could say anything, the surrounding customers could not help but say, "Young man, you must be foreign. You don't know the market price of ingredients here."

"Everything is so expensive because of the emperor. When I was a child, I could buy a lot of things with a single coin. Now..." An old man with white hair shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, our county is expanding rapidly. However, why is my life getting worse and worse?" An honest-looking herb gatherer also sighed heavily.

"I heard that Xing's ancestor also opened a restaurant here. I heard that it was very popular back then. Ah, it's a pity that old Master Zhang has taken a fancy to it."

The young stall owner, Ah Xing, also looked a little sad. However, he quickly recovered and continued to manage the wine stall with a smile.

The customers also changed the topic tacitly, discussing the fire cloud grass that had recently appeared on the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest.

The gazes of the few herb harvesters flickered. It was obvious that they were all tempted to find some.

Jiang Ming finished his wine in silence, threw down a few copper coins, and led his donkey away.

He bought a small, dilapidated courtyard and lived inconspicuously in Peace County. Every day, he cultivated in peace. When he was free, he would go to Ah Xing's wine stall. The two of them gradually got to know each other.

On the Cloudy Dream Mountain Forest, more and more people found fire cloud grass. Peace County also gradually became lively. Many eager strangers appeared.

On this day, Jiang Ming was having his usual at the wine stall. Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded beside him.

"Ah, you!"

Jiang Ming turned his head and raised his eyebrows. It was the pretty girl he met at the tea stall that day. The old man was following behind her, staring at Jiang Ming vigilantly.

"What are you doing here?" The girl sat opposite Jiang Ming and said with a smile, "Don't tell me you're also here for the King of Medicine."

The old man behind the young girl quickly stopped her from continuing.

The young girl said indifferently, "What's there to hide? Everyone will know about it in a few days. It's so hard to find. No one will fight with us."

The old man's face was gloomy.

"Who doesn't want to try their luck?" Jiang Ming smiled. "Maybe the King of Medicine will jump into my arms while I'm in the mountain forest."

The young girl's eyes lit up. "Hehe! We're on the same side. I think so too. Let's get to know each other. I'm Fang Zishuang, and this is Uncle Tong!" The girl introduced herself enthusiastically.

"Fang?" Jiang Ming raised his head and stared at the girl for a moment. Indeed, she looked familiar.

He thought of his old friend who was trapped in his position and had given up on his dream. Even if he was a Dao Master, he was almost at the end of his life.

Jiang Ming shook his head.

"I'm Wang Wu!" He cupped his fists and said seriously, "I'm called Saber King Wu!"

Fang Zishuang saw his serious expression and could not help but laugh. "What kind of nickname is that? I suggest you don't try your luck. It's very dangerous to steal the King of Medicine. Even Grandmasters can die during this storm."

Jiang Ming smiled and said nothing.

Uncle Tong could not help but shake his head in secret. Where did this hothead come from? He was just another piece of cannon fodder.

"By the way, the wine here is pretty good!" Fang Zishuang said. "I heard from my great-grandfather that when he was here, he often came to drink this wine. It's a top-quality wine!"

When Ah Xing served the wine, Fang Zishuang impatiently took a sip. She had played in the military camp since she was young and had drunk a lot of strong wine.

However, after taking a sip, Fang Zishuang's expression suddenly froze. Her brows furrowed slightly. "This wine…"

"What's wrong? Not bad, right?" Xing shouted from afar, his face full of pride.