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Chapter 58 Feng Xuan
When Manager Xu met Feng Xuan, Feng Xuan was listening to music in the Xuanfeng Pavilion of the Feng family's bathhouse, as usual.
There was music playing instruments and singing, making it quite a lively scene.
Upon seeing Steward Xu arrive, Feng Xuan waved his hand, and the immortal cultivators who were playing music put away their instruments and withdrew.
Manager Xu bowed and said, "Greetings, Master."
Feng Xuan leaned back on the low couch: "Old Xu, why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for quite a while today."
Manager Xu: "Reporting to the Master, I just encountered Fairy Shen at the entrance of the bathhouse. She bought three communication tokens from Immortal Saint Feng Yu earlier today."
"Oh?" Feng Xuan tossed the small fruit between his hands. "What a coincidence? Could it be that you were waiting there on purpose?"
Manager Xu: "It shouldn't be. Fairy Shen is indeed from out of town and has never even heard of the name of Immortal Saint Fengxu."
Feng Xuan: "Speak your mind in detail."
"Hehehe." Manager Xu chuckled awkwardly, "You really know your subordinate well. Fairy Shen is indeed very interesting. Let me tell you more..."
After listening, Feng Xuan put away the fruit: "Did she say that my brother has some kind of strange quirk, that he doesn't allow people to buy three at the same time?"
Manager Xu nodded repeatedly.
"Hahaha." Feng Xuan tossed the fruit onto the fruit plate, stood up and laughed, "Brother has been admired since childhood and considers himself aloof. If he knew that he was being talked about like this by a seventh-rank female cultivator who bought his spiritual treasure, I wonder what he would think, hahahaha."
When the topic turned to Feng Yu Immortal Saint, Steward Xu pursed his lips and remained silent.
Feng Xuan glanced at him and said, "She even treated guests to a bath, and she booked out all three of the biggest hot spring pools?"
Manager Xu nodded repeatedly.
Feng Xuan laughed: "This seventh-rank female cultivator from out of town, is she always so arrogant?"
Manager Xu: "Whether he is always arrogant or not, I don't know, but the two times I encountered him today, he was very arrogant."
Feng Xuan was displeased. He sat back down on the low couch and pondered for a moment: "Could it be that she's after my Feng family again, trying to arrange a marriage between us? Did she introduce herself?"
Manager Xu: "According to my observation, it shouldn't be that. I asked Fairy Shen where she lived, but she said..."
Feng Xuan asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"
Manager Xu mimicked Shen Yao's expression and tone: "Manager Xu, please forgive me for not being able to tell you, but there is an ancestral precept in my family: if you leave home, you have no home; if you return home, you still have a home."
“Leaving home means having no home, returning home means having a home…” Feng Xuan repeated, thinking for a long time but not understanding what it meant. Like Steward Xu, he found it mysterious and profound.
Because Steward Xu arrived late today, he bumped into Feng Tong, the head of the bathhouse.
Seeing that Steward Xu had not left, Feng Tong waited outside the pavilion door. Feng Xuan released his spiritual sense and knew that Feng Tong had arrived. He called out, "Feng Tong, come in."
Feng Tong entered in response and bowed to Feng Xuan, saying, "Greetings, Master."
"No need for formalities." Feng Xuan waved his hand casually. "Feng Tong, you asked the cultivator where she lived, and she replied: 'There is an ancestral precept in my family that if I leave home, I have no home; if I return home, I also have a home.' What does that mean?"
Feng Tong thought for a moment: "Literally, 'leaving home means having no home,' which means that if you leave home, you have no home; returning home means you have a home, which means that if you return home, you have a home... This..."
Feng Xuan frowned. These people all liked to keep things in suspense and didn't dare to speak their minds directly. So he said impatiently, "Just say it."
Feng Tong: "Is the person asking where someone lives your home, Xian Fan?"
Feng Xuan: "No, it was Xu Zhong who asked."
"If it was Manager Xu who asked, then it's fine." Feng Tong chuckled and said, "Manager Xu, you asked a girl, right? This girl definitely doesn't want to talk to you, so she's using this kind of talk to brush you off. If you go out, you won't have a home, but if you go back, you will. Isn't she just playing with you, hahahahahaha?"
Manager Xu looked at Feng Tong as if he were a fool.
Feng Xuan looked at Feng Tong with a disdainful expression, knowing that he couldn't count on this guy.
He interrupted Feng Tong's mockery: "Alright, alright, report today's revenue and then go back."
“Yes, Immortal Fan.” Feng Tong took out an account book and began to report: “In addition to the Feng family cultivators, there are 141 guests today.”
"Among them, there are two large hot spring pools, one sixteen-repair pool, one ten-repair pool, and two four-repair pools that were booked out, generating revenue of 14,800 ten-coins."
"126 ordinary customers, with revenue of 25,200 ten-coins."
"Today's revenue is 40,000 Ten-Coins, totaling four dollars."
Ten thousand Perfect Coins equal one knife. The Perfect Knife is made by pressing the spiritual energy of a hundred-pound Perfect Stone, making it more convenient to carry.
One complete coin weighs five grams, and ten thousand complete coins would weigh one hundred catties of complete stone.
However, the Shiquan knife was generally only circulated in large cities; in counties and towns, the Shiquan coin was more commonly used.
"Good, the revenue has been quite good these past few days, and the guests who are coming to the treasure appraisal event should be arriving soon."
With good revenue, Feng Tong's dividends were also high, and Feng Tong was very happy: "They should all be here soon, as many of the guest repairmen from afar have arrived."
Feng Xuan: "I heard that today a female cultivator with a seventh-grade and four spiritual roots brought several seventh- or eighth-grade cultivators to a hot spring resort for a private event?"
Feng Tong: "There was such a female cultivator who, along with her younger sister and attendants, booked a large hot spring pool for herself, and booked a large hot spring pool for each of her four attendants, as well as a Sixteen-Cultivation Pool. She also gave the shopkeepers and waiters eight hundred Ten-Coins as a reward."
"For attendants?" Feng Xuan was quite surprised. He had never heard of spending so much on attendants, especially seventh or eighth-rank attendants.
Feng Xuan looked at Steward Xu, who hurriedly said, "Xian Fan, I didn't know she brought attendants. Fairy Shen didn't mention it."
Feng Xuan then looked at Feng Tong: "Is she still there?"
Feng Tong: "When I came over, they hadn't come out yet; they probably hadn't left."
Feng Xuan stood up and walked towards the door: "Come on, let's go and meet this fairy."
……
As soon as Shen Yao and Xianyu finished soaking in the hot spring, they were told by the waitress at the door that Feng Xuanxianfan, the owner of Feng Family Bathhouse, had been waiting in the tea room for a long time.
Shen Yao readily agreed and, together with Xianyu, followed the maid to the tea room.
Manager Xu had finished reporting on the revenue and left, and Feng Tong had also been dismissed by Feng Xuan. At this moment, only Feng Xuan was in the tea room, quietly brewing tea for himself.
Emerging from the side hall's corridor, Shen Yao saw through the bright windows of the tea room that sat a handsome young immortal, presumably Feng Xuan Xian Fan.
The maid led them to the entrance of the tea room, then bowed and took her leave.
Shen Yao stood at the doorway, getting a clearer view of Feng Xuan.
Feng Xuan's face held a hint of nonchalance. Knowing she had arrived, he didn't greet her, leaving Shen Yao and Xianyu standing at the door. He simply began to scald the teapot, add tea leaves, stir the incense, rinse the tea, and brew the tea...
The movements were fluid and graceful, and on the tea-white sleeves, faint silver patterns were visible.
Feng Xuan served the tea, drank a cup himself, and then said, "Fairy, please don't look anymore. I, Xian Fan, already have a fairy partner. We are deeply in love and inseparable."
Shen Yao burst out laughing. This Xian Fan is really good at pretending.
Feng Xuan was slightly annoyed by the sudden mockery. He put down his teacup and looked at Shen Yao: "What are you laughing at?"
Shen Yao: "Inseparable, why are you here all alone now?"
"You're being pedantic! A bit cunning." Feng Xuan scoffed. "Heh, how come you're all alone? Aren't you all here?"
Shen Yao pulled Xianyu inside and sat down, then said to Feng Xuan, "Judging from how skillfully you shake the incense, wash the tea, and brew the tea, and how serious you look, you must be a fairy who loves tea very much."
Upon hearing this, Feng Xuan's expression softened slightly, and he invited, "Try it."
Shen Yao loves drinking tea, but she doesn't know how to appreciate it or understand it.
I picked up the teacup, took a light sniff, and couldn't smell anything, but it smelled very good.
I took a sip, and it tasted good. I was thirsty, so I drank it all in one go.
Then he put down his teacup, looked at Feng Xuan who was eagerly waiting for his opinion, said nothing, just watched him anxiously, waiting for him to guess.