Early the next morning, Chu Chengzhou headed to the vegetable market in the south of Nuoding City to scout the location.
It was now February of the year 2631 in the Douluo Calendar; according to the original plot, Tang San had already completed his Spirit Awakening and would arrive at Nuoding Academy in two months to enroll.
It was time to set the plan to drive Tang Hao and his son away into motion.
However, before this plan could officially commence, he needed to find someone to deliver an anonymous letter to Tang Hao.
He couldn’t deliver the letter himself, could he?
He had to find someone else, and he couldn’t reveal his true identity when entrusting them with the task.
Otherwise, if Tang Hao asked questions upon receiving the anonymous letter and the messenger gave him up, what would happen if Tang Hao came looking for him?
Besides, he couldn’t just pick anyone to deliver the letter; what if they didn’t follow the script honestly?
Fortunately, these were only minor issues, and they couldn’t stump the self-proclaimed clever and witty Chu Chengzhou.
The Douluo Continent was not like the modern society of his past life with a developed logistics industry.
Even though Nuoding City was only a remote Minor Achievement, the amount of grain, fruits, and vegetables needed in the city every day was still substantial.
The various grains, fruits, and vegetables consumed in Nuoding City daily all came from the surrounding villages, and Saint Spirit Village, where Tang Hao lived in seclusion, was one of the supplying villages.
There must be vegetable vendors from Saint Spirit Village at the south market, or if not, there were certainly vendors who had trade connections with the villagers of Saint Spirit Village.
He just needed to scout and find out who the villagers from Saint Spirit Village were, then send the letter through a third party and pay a little running fee.
Two days later, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, Chu Chengzhou, wearing a black robe and a monkey mask, left his home and headed toward the south vegetable market.
Although he was dressed in a black robe and wearing a mask, looking like anything but a good person, this wasn’t illegal, and there were no busybodies with nothing better to do who would report him to the city guards.
Before even entering the market, Chu Chengzhou spotted a young beggar at the entrance holding a broken bowl and begging.
“Early-rising beggars get food?”
The profession of begging existed even in the modern society of his past life, so it naturally existed in the Douluo Continent, which had a background similar to ancient society.
While they weren’t everywhere, there were certainly plenty in Nuoding City.
“Kid, come here!”
With a hoarse voice, Chu Chengzhou beckoned to the young beggar.
“???
Calling me?”
The young beggar pointed at himself, somewhat bewildered.
“Yes, you, come here!”
Chu Chengzhou nodded, swept his right hand across his chest, took out two gold coins from his spatial jade, and tossed them in his hand.
Seeing the two gold coins in Chu Chengzhou’s hand, the young beggar’s eyes lit up, and he hurried over.
“Spirit Master Lord, do you have any instructions?”
Staring unblinkingly at the gold coins in Chu Chengzhou’s hand, the young beggar asked with a face full of desire.
This black-robed person was mysterious, appeared to be looking for someone to run an errand, and was generous with his money; he was most likely a Spirit Master Lord.
“Smart!
I want you to deliver a letter to someone in the vegetable market, and if you do it well, I will reward you with one gold coin.”
Seeing this, Chu Chengzhou nodded with satisfaction and stated his requirements.
A simple errand was naturally not worth a gold coin, but he was currently playing the role of a generous lord; a copper coin wasn’t enough, a silver coin didn’t match his status, so using a gold coin was just right.
Regardless, money was just an external possession, so there was no need to feel pity.
Chu Chengzhou: “This is half of my little treasury!”
‘Deliver a letter to someone in the vegetable market?’
Glancing back at the vegetable market, the young beggar’s eyes were full of bewilderment.
Just delivering a letter, a few steps away, and he had to have someone else do it?
It was true what they said about Spirit Master Lords having strange tempers!
“Will you do it or not?”
“I’ll do it!”
The young beggar immediately agreed.
This was a huge sum of one gold coin!
It was just running a few steps, why wouldn’t he do it?
“Did you memorize what I told you?”
Chu Chengzhou instructed the young beggar.
The young beggar nodded and repeated the words Chu Chengzhou had told him.
“Very good.
I will follow you from a distance later, so don’t find the wrong person!”
As he spoke, Chu Chengzhou took out the sealed letter he had written and handed it over, while also giving the young beggar a gold coin.
This gold coin was not the young beggar’s reward, but the errand fee for the Saint Spirit Village villager he had chosen.
Inside the vegetable market, by a vegetable stall, Wang Da He, a villager from Saint Spirit Village, was unloading the fresh vegetables he had picked in the dark early that morning from his ox cart.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Wang Da He saw a young beggar trotting toward him.
“Go away, go away!
I’m broke as a church mouse, I’ve got no money to give you!”
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wang Da He prepared to shoo the young beggar away.
“Are you Wang Da He from Saint Spirit Village?”
The young beggar asked.
“Uh, that’s me.
Do you need something?”
Wang Da He was stunned; he hadn’t expected this young beggar to know him.
“A lord told me to have you deliver a letter to the blacksmith Tang Hao in Saint Spirit Village.
This gold coin is your reward.”
The young beggar handed the envelope in his arms to Wang Da He, but when he handed over the gold coin, a look of heartache couldn’t help but flash across his face.
It was only because that lord was watching from a distance; otherwise, he would have definitely pocketed this gold coin meant for Wang Da He’s errand fee.
“Deliver a letter to Tang Hao?”
As the village’s famous drunkard, slacker, and only blacksmith, Wang Da He naturally knew Tang Hao.
But a lord in the city sending a letter to Tang Hao?
And paying such a generous errand fee?
Tsk~, that’s really rare!
I couldn’t tell, that guy Tang Hao actually has connections with a lord in the city?
“That’s right.
And the lord who asked me to deliver the letter said you are not allowed to open it privately, otherwise he won’t spare you.
However, as long as you deliver the letter, you can ask that Tang Hao for another errand fee, and he will definitely give it to you.”
The young beggar didn’t forget Chu Chengzhou’s instructions and said to Wang Da He.
The reason Chu Chengzhou had the young beggar mention the other errand fee was that he was worried Wang Da He might be a rogue who would take the money and not do the job.
But with the prospect of another errand fee, the possibility of taking the money and not doing the job was infinitely reduced.
As for Tang Hao not paying?
What does that have to do with me, Chu?
Anyway, his goal had already been achieved.
“Fine!
I’ll deliver this letter!”
Wang Da He nodded and took the letter and the gold coin from the young beggar.
Delivering the letter was just on the way, plus there was an errand fee, and he could ask Tang Hao for another one; he couldn’t refuse this.
Besides, just for a simple letter delivery, that lord gave a gold coin, which showed he was a wealthy and powerful person; a commoner like him couldn’t refuse.
It was just that that guy Tang Hao was even poorer than him; could he afford another errand fee?
‘Forget it, one must be content!
If that guy Tang Hao can’t afford the errand fee, I’ll just have him forge me a hoe.’
Wang Da He couldn’t help but think to himself.
Obviously, Wang Da He, and even the entire village of Saint Spirit Village, did not realize the true value of the farm tools Tang Hao forged.
Not to mention anything else, a hoe personally forged by the world-renowned Clear Sky Douluo, even if it was the most ordinary hoe, just based on the fame bonus alone, it should sell for at least a thousand or eight hundred gold coins, right?
Otherwise, wouldn’t that ruin the reputation of the dignified Clear Sky Douluo?