If you traveled back to ancient times, while others ate Guanyin clay, you would actually have giant

Disappointed, extremely disappointed.

"What big breasts and wasp waist, what beautiful as a flower? I haven't seen any beautiful women, but there are plenty of ugly ones."

Zhou Wu couldn't hold back any longer. He felt that even looking at them was an eyesore. At some of the larger stalls, there were indeed women dressed in crop tops dancing and soliciting customers at the entrance. However, they were all broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with beautiful faces, and they really looked just like the most popular princesses in a certain Middle Eastern country in Zhou Wu's time.

"Sir, what are you muttering about?"

"It's nothing, you misheard."

"Oh."

She clearly heard the man say something about Ru Hua, but then she decided to let it go and not concern herself with it.

Hu Ji was disappointed, but the spices invigorated Zhou Wu. Cardamom, bay leaves, cinnamon, nutmeg... a variety of familiar spices came into view. The braising spices were complete! Moreover, whether it was because the people of Dalong weren't skilled at using spices, or for some other reason, spices that should be considered valuable weren't even selling well in Dalong. This directly resulted in very low prices for spices, and Zhou Wu immediately began a buying spree. After all, the ship was still empty.

News of a mysterious tycoon reappearing in a foreign market and sweeping up unpopular spices, causing stockpiles of spices to sell out, once again spread throughout the capital.

When the foreigners saw that a big customer had come to their door, they packed the goods and delivered them directly to his door. This led to the spectacular sight of countless horse-drawn carts loaded with spices heading towards the docks in the foreign market.

The identity of the mysterious tycoon is becoming increasingly clear: he has connections to the dock fleet.

"This is..."

Just as Zhou Wu felt he had seen enough for the day and was about to head back, he suddenly saw a monk with several puppies in front of him. The more Zhou Wu looked at the puppies, the more he thought of Tibetan mastiffs. The monk's attire was exactly the same as that of the man from his previous life. All these similarities gave Zhou Wu a bold idea.

"Romeo spent the night with a pig?"

The monk in the red robe didn't respond, but simply clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhou Wu. Well, Zhou Wu misunderstood; the other person wasn't a time traveler.

"Sir, are you buying a dog?"

How much does it cost?

"This is a divine dog of my clan. It is not sold to anyone but the one with the right destiny. Sir, you are the hundredth person to ask today. This is fate."

The words of the enlightened monk made Zhou Wu feel inferior. However, the onlookers couldn't help but laugh. A hundred people had asked, and he still hadn't sold any. Fate, indeed?

"how much is it?"

“Benefactor, we’re talking about fate, not money. One dog is worth one string of cash.”

"Why don't you just rob someone? A delicious braised pork casserole from Xiangmanlou costs less than a string of cash. You skinny, sick dog, do you dare to sell it for a string of cash?"

Before Zhou Wu could even speak, Gouwa couldn't hold back anymore. This bald monk was really going too far. Although Gouwa also thought Zhou Wu was stupid and rich, this was no different from outright robbery.

"Okay, I'll buy them. There are four in total, this is four strings."

"Thank you, benefactor. Today we have formed a good connection, and you will surely be blessed in the future. This old monk must return to spread the Dharma. Farewell."

After taking the money, the monk ran away quickly while Zhou Wu wasn't paying attention. Gouwa could still clearly hear the monk saying words like "stupid" and "idiot."

Everyone was watching Zhou Wu make a fool of himself, but Zhou Wu knew that he was the one who had gotten a great deal. If it really was a purebred Tibetan Mastiff, then Zhou Wu had truly struck gold.

Zhou Wu instructed the groom to take all the belongings back to the dock, while he planned to spend the night in the capital and enjoy the city's nightlife.

"Alright, that's enough for today. You did a good job today, this is a reward for you."

After saying that, Zhou Wu took out a string of coins.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

Gouwa glanced at the money; it was a full twenty coins, equivalent to earning double today. Thinking of his children at home, who would finally not go hungry tonight, Gouwa clutched the money tightly in his hand.

After the two parted ways, Zhou Wu found an inn by himself.

"Please come in, sir. Would you like to have dinner or stay at the inn?"

The waiter stood at the door and, seeing someone approaching the inn, began to greet the guest from afar.

"We eat and stay in hotels."

Zhou Wu chose this inn because it was right next to a river, and he thought the scenery was quite nice during the day.

"Please come in, guest officer."

"Give me the best room, and have the food I ordered delivered to my room."

"Good customer."

Before it got dark, Zhou Wu opened the window, enjoying the scenery on both sides of the river while drinking wine, feeling quite content.

"Sir, you must be from out of town."

"Brother Er, how can you tell?"

This wasn't the first time Zhou Wu had been recognized as an out-of-towner today, so he was a little curious about how these people could tell.

"It's really just based on feeling, there's nothing special about it."

. . . . .

Late at night, Zhou Wu originally planned to enjoy the night view, but he forgot that this was ancient times and there was a curfew at night. As soon as it got dark, the pedestrians on the street hurried back home, and in a short while, the bustling main street of the capital became deserted.

The room was by the riverbank, which helped Zhou Wu fall asleep quickly. However, in another room of the hotel, there could be whispers.

"Are you sure he's the mysterious tycoon from earlier in the day?"

A scarred man said menacingly.

"Don't worry, brother. I followed him after we left the livestock market today. I saw him go to the foreign market with my own eyes and spend money like water."

This one looks shifty-eyed and doesn't look like a good person at all.

"It's good that it's him. It's worth the money we spent to rent a room here. Bah, the inns in the capital are so damn expensive."

The scarred-faced man was named Li Da, and the skinny man with shifty eyes was named Shi Qian. The two were scoundrels who had committed crimes in their hometown. They had heard that the capital was full of gold, so they came here to live a life of luxury. However, they did not live a good life. They even had difficulty getting three meals a day. Since they had no skills, they could only spend their days on the streets, doing petty theft.

Early this morning, Scarface and Skinny went to the docks like most of the people in the capital. However, they weren't there to watch the excitement. For people like them, the more people there were, the easier it was for them to take advantage of the chaos. The money for the hotel room today was stolen this morning. Normally, they wouldn't have been willing to spend it, but it was all for Zhou Wu, this big fish.

The two kept watch through the night until the sound of the night watchman's drum rang out outside the window late at night.

"Hey skinny, get up."

Scarface slapped the skinny man across the face.

"What? Breakfast is ready?"

"Eat, eat, all you ever think about is eating. Once we get our hands on you tonight, I'll let you eat your fill."

Everyone in the inn was asleep. The two of them covered their faces with black cloths and tiptoed toward Zhou Wu's room, number one in the Heavenly tier.

The two of them carefully pressed their lips against the door to listen for any sounds coming from inside.

"She's asleep, open the door."

After Scarface finished speaking, the skinny man took out something that looked like a patch from his clothes. He put the patch into the crack in the door, fiddled with it for a few moments, and then the door opened.

The two first carefully examined the bed to make sure the person was still fast asleep before they began to search the room thoroughly.

After searching around without finding any money, the two men finally focused their attention on the bed. Based on experience, people usually keep important things close to them, so Scarface and Skinny concluded that the money must be on the bed.