Triplets: Lucky Mommy is a Beautiful Badass

"It would be fine if you just passed it to a drugstore or pawn shop," the servant replied as he looked at the beautiful lady, puzzled.

Qi Qingyao pushed the tea bowl in front of the servant. She motioned for him to drink, then asked with a smile, "It's because she's afraid that the drugstores and pawn shops will pay a very low price that she came to me for advice."

"Are they very high quality?" asked the servant aptly.

"Very!" Qi Qingyao emphasized strongly.

The servant looked at the lady's cheerful eyes and recalled smelling the scent of medical herbs when he had gone to deliver their food this morning.

This friend she was talking about must be herself!

So be it.

This lady will have been living in this inn for close to a month in the coming days.

She was considered a regular of this inn and he always brought someone along to deliver her meals.

The lady also had three cute children and the little ones had recently been learning words in their room. They were obedient and not acting like brats at all. One could tell they were thoughtful and respectful children from a glance!

Not to mention, he had even gotten a tip from the lady just now, so it would not be good for him to say anything.

The servant took a sip of the tea, calmed himself down then slowly spoke.

"Missy, do you not know that there is a ghost market nearby the Koi temple? It's held once every year."

Saying this, the servant looked behind him subconsciously. After determining that it was daytime and that there was nothing around him, he gulped inexplicably.

Qi Qingyao did not fear the unknown. "Ghost market. Isn't that just like a flea market that opens at night and closes in the morning?"

"Not quite…"

The servant hurriedly shook his head. He glanced at Qi Qingyao for a bit before cradling his forehead and saying, "Missy, I can tell that you're a pretty ordinary person. Never mind, I think it's better if you don't go to that sort of place."

"Hm?"

Hearing this, Qi Qingyao wondered if this was no ordinary place. This servant could not possibly be talking about some red-light district either, right? She was too curious about this. Qi Qingyao said with a superficial smile, "Mister, I'm not the one attending, it's my friend. I'm just here to help her make some inquiries."

The servant resolutely refused. "Your friend shouldn't go either because that's a place no human should ever go."

"What are you talking about? A place no human should ever go? Then do ghosts attend it?" Qi Qingyao asked back earnestly.

The servant was rooted to the spot in shock. He looked around quickly then darted a look behind him again. After checking everywhere, he was still a little scared and put a hand behind him as he stroked his back. After making sure there was nothing unusual around, he gulped.

These series of actions have, however, surprised Qi Qingyao.

"..."

The two of them stared at each other. The servant then poured another bowl of tea. He downed the hot tea quickly before licking his lips and said, "Haven't you already said it? Just pretend I said nothing."

The more Qi Qingyao heard him speak the more goosebumps she got. She patted the back of the servant's hand and spoke.

"Mister, just think of it as if we're listening to a story. Please tell me about the ghost market." Saying this, she felt around for some taels in her bosom and placed them on the table.

The servant looked at the money, paused, then pushed it back.

He then poured another bowl of tea, drank a mouthful, and began to speak slowly.

"Seeing as Missy is a regular customer who's lived here for a while, I'll make an exception and tell you a bit about the ghost market."

Qi Qingyao nodded.

She thought to herself.

'Ghost market?

'Why does it sound like a flea market?!'

The servant whispered to Qi Qingyao in a secretive manner, "I've heard from others that there is a street near Bailong Temple that shows up once every year. There are wisps lining both sides of the street, illuminating the area. Also, there are all kinds of stalls lining the street. The things sold by these stalls are extremely rare like some valuable treasures, precious medical herbs, devil's wine…"