"Elder Jiang, don't forget that you just ate a roast chicken of mine."
Jiang Yingxue threatened.
Elder Jiang coughed a few times and said, "What's a roast chicken? If it comes down to it, I'll just pay you for it."
"Great!"
Jiang Yingxue broke into a smile, started counting on her fingers, and calculated, "This roast chicken was made using a pheasant from the back hill, worth approximately one medium-grade Primordial Spirit Stone."
"I used a secret blend of spices to cook this chicken. Hmm, that's about two medium-grade Primordial Spirit Stones?"
"Plus my labor cost, hmm, a total of ten top-grade Primordial Spirit Stones!"
"Elder Jiang, hand them over?"
Jiang Yingxue extended her jade hand towards Elder Jiang.
"Ten top-grade Primordial Spirit Stones? You're practically robbing me!"
Elder Jiang had a pained expression on his face, hurriedly covering his storage ring with his left hand, warily staring at Jiang Yingxue.
"Hmph!"
