Chapter 4: Endless Blossoms, Truly Endless

Ning Rongrong’s eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Tang Niannian and the bag of gold soul coins in her hands.

She stepped forward and snatched the cloth bag from Tang Niannian’s grasp. “I don’t believe all of this is gold soul coins!”

Ning Rongrong opened the bag, and the dazzling golden coins inside blinded her. She was utterly shocked. “You! How can you possibly be so rich?!”

As the daughter of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect’s head family, her monthly allowance was only five thousand gold soul coins. How could this little brat casually pull out ten thousand gold soul coins?

She refused to believe it!

Frowning, Ning Rongrong asked, “Who exactly are you?”

Tang Niannian chuckled softly. “Who I am doesn’t matter. Just consider this ten thousand gold soul coins a gift from me. Also, stop throwing trash outside the carriage. It’s uncivilized and rude!”

The little witch, scolded and simmering with anger, wanted to argue further. But seeing how wealthy Tang Niannian was, she guessed her identity wasn’t simple. Causing a scene here wouldn’t be good.

Holding back her fury, Ning Rongrong stuffed the bag of gold soul coins back into Tang Niannian’s arms. “I don’t want it! Keep it for yourself!”

With that, she boarded the carriage and left without another word.

Damn, can’t even give it away.

Tang Niannian glanced down at the bag in her arms and couldn’t help but mutter to herself.

But why did Ning Rongrong run off so quickly? That didn’t quite match her understanding of the little witch.

No matter—no big deal. It’s enough to leave a lasting impression. They’d meet again naturally in seven years.

Carrying the cloth bag, Tang Niannian entered a tavern.

This tavern specialized in selling all kinds of renowned liquors and was considered the best within a hundred-mile radius.

Tang Niannian had overheard a young man mention it during a visit to Old Jack’s house to collect some wine.

Apparently, some of the liquors sold here were very expensive, intoxicating, and delicious.

Tang Niannian thought of her home’s resident drunkard Douluo, and since she couldn’t spend money recklessly right now, she decided to buy a cartload of liquor to bring back for him—to let him drink his fill. If he still wasn’t satisfied, it would be her loss; if he drank himself to death, well, that was on the drunken Douluo himself for always just drinking and neglecting his son.

With a plan in mind, Tang Niannian asked about the price of the most expensive liquor as soon as she entered the tavern.

The tavern owner saw she was just a child and didn’t think much of it, replying coldly, “One gold soul coin for two jars.”

One gold soul coin?

Tang Niannian sneered slightly. That wasn’t much at all!

Just as she was about to speak, the owner beat her to it: “Children aren’t allowed to drink. Go home quickly. I don’t serve kids here!”

He immediately gave her the boot.

Tang Niannian was annoyed.

She was a psychologically mature little brat, after all!

“I’m buying it for my father. He really likes to drink,” Tang Niannian said softly.

With an innocent, harmless face, the owner glanced at her and frowned. “Your father?”

A five or six-year-old child sent out to buy the most expensive liquor?

What kind of father was that?

Before the owner could say more, Tang Niannian replied, “Yes, my father gave me the money. He said he wants to buy all the liquor in this tavern.”

“What?!” The owner was stunned.

All of the liquor?

That must be worth several thousand gold soul coins!

And if delivery was included, that would cost several more gold soul coins!

The owner asked suspiciously, “Are you sure?”

Even the city lord’s family in Noding City wouldn’t spend that extravagantly. Who was this little brat’s father to be able to buy out an entire tavern?

Still unconvinced, the owner said, “Little one, this isn’t a joke!”

Tang Niannian knew words wouldn’t convince anyone, so she pulled out the ten thousand gold soul coins and placed them on the counter. “Count it and see if it’s enough.”

The owner took the bag, opened it, and his eyes instantly shone with excitement!

He slammed the bag shut, changed his usual demeanor, and respectfully approached Tang Niannian. With a serious tone, he said, “Miss, where should I deliver this liquor?”

“Saint Soul Village,” Tang Niannian replied.

“Alright! It will be delivered right away!” The owner’s face lit up with joy. He had never taken such a big order in his life.

He was going to make a fortune! Make a fortune!

He was thrilled inside.

“By the way, this money should be enough to clear out the tavern twice, right?” Tang Niannian glanced at the jars displayed and calculated roughly before concluding.

Although she had money, she wasn’t one to waste it. Since this money would be spent on the drunken Douluo, she had to be prudent.

The owner nodded naturally. “Miss, don’t worry. I’ll deliver the corresponding amount of liquor to Saint Soul Village at this price!”

“Good. Please remember to deliver it to the Tang family,” Tang Niannian reminded him.

“Of course, Miss Tang!” The owner patted his chest, promising to get it done.

Tang Niannian nodded and then asked, “Boss, is there a good renovation team in Noding City? One that charges quite a bit?”

The owner was taken aback.

Charges quite a bit?

This child must have more money than she knew what to do with.

A nouveau riche?

“Yes, there are, but the fees depend on the materials used,” the owner answered honestly, though he found Tang Niannian strange.

Tang Niannian pondered. Renovations would cost a lot, so she might as well have a team renovate Saint Soul Village entirely.

As the saying goes, the rich should help the poor. If she was wealthy, Saint Soul Village should become wealthy too!

“Can you take me to find a renovation team?” Tang Niannian asked.

“Of course,” the owner replied. This was a big spender; why refuse?

After closing the tavern door, the owner led Tang Niannian to the market.

The market was bustling and chaotic, crowded with people coming and going. Beggars and street urchins lined the roadside, not making any moves but constantly eyeing passersby’s coin pouches.

Tang Niannian glanced at them and suddenly had a better idea.

There were still 550,000 gold soul coins left to spend, and just renovations wouldn’t use it all.

First, she followed the tavern owner to find a renovation team. After confirming the style, a list of materials, and some necessary furniture, she paid a deposit.

Saint Soul Village had thirty-five households. Renovating each one would cost about two thousand gold soul coins. In total, that was seventy thousand gold soul coins.

Since she only paid fifty percent as a deposit, the actual expenditure was thirty-five thousand gold soul coins. That meant she still had 515,000 gold soul coins left.

Tang Niannian sighed again at how hard it was to spend money.

So, she prepaid the tavern another one hundred thousand gold soul coins, planning to have wine delivered monthly for twenty months.

The tavern owner instantly became rich overnight, treating Tang Niannian as his exclusive big spender. He devoted himself to studying all kinds of wine just to win her favor.

Of course, that was a story for later.

The tavern owner had never met someone as wealthy as Tang Niannian before. He marveled as he followed her, feeling as if he were dreaming.

As they walked, Tang Niannian suddenly stopped.

“Uncle, please help me find some bodyguards. Soul masters would be best. Five gold soul coins a day!” she requested.