The Prince Gave His First Kiss to a Horse!
Rely on your own two hands, and you’ll never lack food or clothing! Maybe he should think about going back to his old job and becoming a doctor.
Ideals were lovely, but making them real was frustrating. Just look at this tiny market. The whole country was smaller than a single city in his old world, at best the size of a town. What room for development could a place this tiny offer? He might as well keep dreaming.
The truth was, he didn’t have the startup money!
“Your Highness, you’re a little late today. We’ve sold out of buns.” Xiao Gouzi, the young owner of a bun stall, spotted Mo Zhen and called out to him with a cheerful grin. They really weren’t strangers at all!
“Xiao Gouzi, do I look like I haven’t had enough to eat? This prince is stuffed today.” Black lines streaked down Mo Zhen’s face, but he stubbornly kept up the front. Every last person in the country already knew the prince was broke, but did Xiao Gouzi have to announce it so loudly? He could at least leave him some face.
Mo Zhen rolled his eyes at the sky, utterly speechless. What a damn lousy transmigration!
“Don’t be mad, Your Highness. I’d saved two buns for you, but I don’t know what happened today. Some people from out of town came through our country, and everyone who passed by stopped to buy a couple. The ones I’d put aside for you got snapped up too.” Xiao Gouzi chuckled. He and the prince were practically the best of friends.
“Oh? People actually come to our poor little country? What are they here for?” Mo Zhen folded his arms and leaned against the stall, watching the crowd stream past. The country might be small, but it sure had plenty of people. Look at them, packed in like they were racing to be reborn.
“No idea. I heard Squire Huang is recruiting people of extraordinary talent to call back his daughter’s soul.” Xiao Gouzi quickly packed up his stall, ready to head home.
“Soul-calling?” More like ghost-calling. He’d been an atheist, but anyone who’d experienced transmigration firsthand would have to believe in the supernatural.
“Yeah, I heard the reward’s gold…” Xiao Gouzi’s eyes blurred. Before he could finish, the prince in front of him had vanished. Xiao Gouzi stood there gaping for several seconds.
“Master, wait for me! Master, Master…” Xiao Ruizi froze too. His master had shot off like the wind. Luckily, Xiao Ruizi was a martial arts master, and he caught up in a few bounds.
“Master, where are you running off to so fast? Be careful, it’s so crowded. You could get hurt in the crush!” Xiao Ruizi was worried sick. He wanted to scoop his master up and fly him over there, but that would be disrespectful.
If Mo Zhen had known Xiao Ruizi could use martial arts, he would have thrown himself at him and begged to be carried there.
“Squire Huang’s gold is waving at me! If I’m too slow, it’ll fly into someone else’s pocket.” He was so broke he’d gone out of his mind. Xiao Gouzi had said the reward was gold. Gold, gold… I’m coming!
Xiao Ruizi was completely baffled. Gold could wave? Give me a break. But why was his master so excited? “Master, you’re going the wrong way! Squire Huang’s place is over here!”
Xiao Ruizi skidded to a stop and shouted after his master, who was sprinting in the opposite direction.
Mo Zhen was going too fast to stop at once. His momentum carried him on, and just as he was about to crash into an oncoming carriage whose driver made no effort to give way, he braked desperately. Only after he’d put in every ounce of strength he had, even the strength he used to eat flatbread, did he finally come to a stop. His face was a mere 0.05 millimeters from the horse’s muzzle. The horse’s breath blasted him full in the face. Mo Zhen turned his face away in disgust, but the horse seemed to understand his look. It suddenly stretched out its neck and planted a kiss on him with its long muzzle. The grassy stench shot straight up Mo Zhen’s nostrils. A horse had kissed him! A horse had kissed him! A horse had kissed him! Oh God, his first kiss!
The first kiss of a dignified prince of an entire country had gone to a horse. It was so outrageous and unjust that Mo Zhen wanted to kill the thing!