Chapter 80: Free Parsuru in My Hands!
“Little Junior Brother, what’s wrong?”
Yao Yao reached out her tiny hand and waved it in front of Bai Feng’s face.
“Nothing, just got a little startled,” Bai Feng replied, casting her a glance. He couldn’t help but notice the steady glow radiating from her, shining so brightly it was almost blinding!
“So you really didn’t know?” Yao Yao looked a bit awkward, caught between surprise and mild amusement. She hadn’t expected the White Family Young Master to collaborate with her purely because he recognized her talent, not just because of her family background. There was a twist to her mood—she was happy, but also confused.
“Me? I’m… a bit of a loner,” Bai Feng chuckled, scratching the back of his head. His mind had been preoccupied with avoiding the Child of Destiny, and since he rarely left the White Family grounds—mostly just to listen to music—he hadn’t paid much attention to other powers in the North Region.
“Forget it,” Yao Yao said generously. “Since you brought me Spring and Autumn, I won’t pursue the matter further.”
She then flipped open the Spring and Autumn book and started examining it right in front of Bai Feng. “Tsk tsk tsk, as expected from Teacher Chun Qiu, the drawings are really exquisite!”
Just as she became engrossed in admiring the illustrations, an untimely interruption broke her bubble of appreciation.
“Hey, could you wait until I leave before you start reading?”
Yao Yao looked up and shot Bai Feng a dismissive glance. “Oh, you’re still here?”
“…”
“Oh come on, everyone’s fans of Spring and Autumn, and it’s not like we’ve never seen it before—what’s there to be shy about?” She waved her hand dismissively and continued reading with gusto.
“But you really shouldn’t be doing that in front of me!” Bai Feng grumbled playfully, “Aren’t you worried I might get handsy?”
“Getting handsy with Bai Family’s Young Master? That wouldn’t be a bad deal for me!” Yao Yao grinned mischievously, then suddenly looked up at him only to see his fierce, predatory gaze. Panic set in, and she immediately dropped her book, crossing her arms protectively over her modest chest. “Wait, I was joking!”
“Haha!”
Bai Feng turned away, pulling a new book from his storage pouch. “Originally, I wanted you to help design some clothes, but now I’ve had a change of heart.”
“Teacher Chun Qiu released two books this time?” Yao Yao’s eyes widened in excitement, and she leapt to grasp Bai Feng’s arm. “Father, I apologize, sister, I’m sorry! I beg you to let me help design those clothes!”
“Starting to call me ‘Father’ now?” Bai Feng raised one hand confidently, while the other tried to keep Yao Yao at bay as she jumped and lunged.
They played around for a while, but Bai Feng finally stopped and fixed her with a serious look. “I’m not saying you can’t make clothes, but I have a plan to make money.”
“You have a money-making plan?” Yao Yao’s suspicion was written all over her face, but then she nodded seriously. “Come on, sister, let me hear it—I’ve got plenty of experience in business, I can help improve it!”
“So, here’s the thing: I talked to Teacher Chun Qiu. He’s very interested in making clothes and has entrusted me with this task. He even gave me a design collection.” Bai Feng handed her a book. “I was planning for you to craft a few sets and sell them, but now I think we can push the envelope a little.”
Yao Yao blinked, playing along. “How do you want to do it?”
“Authorization!” Bai Feng revealed his plan. “I’m guessing that except for Jade Linglong from your family, other merchants are also starting to sell similar clothes, right?”
Yao Yao nodded. “Yes, we’re all kind of in the same boat.”
“So, I plan to propose to Teacher Chun Qiu to give you guys an official authorization. You just add his logo to your clothes to prove they’re genuine, while copies are obviously fake. Plus, Teacher Chun Qiu will provide you with exclusive albums that aren’t sold elsewhere. No matter how much people dislike fakes, if they want the latest styles, they have to come to Jade Linglong.”
This observation was born from his experience with this world’s shops. The products sold there didn’t really have brands—what was near to a brand was just master’s name attached to pills or spirit tools. Even large trading houses mostly relied on high quality and complete inventory.
But he wasn’t sure if his plan would succeed; the environment was different, and his knowledge of commerce here was limited.
He looked at Yao Yao. “Sister, do you think this will work? Anything you’d suggest to improve?”
Yao Yao’s eyes widened, almost unmoving as she stared at him.
“Sister?” Bai Feng called again.
Finally, Yao Yao blinked, then threw her arms around his head, inspecting him closely. “Let’s see how your brain is built!”
Bai Feng: “?”
“Little Junior Brother, you truly are a genius!” Yao Yao’s heart fluttered. “With this authorization, we can stand on the moral high ground, pointing fingers at other shops, and rich folks care most about face. Even if they sell cheaper copies, they won’t choose fakes!”
Her method was similar to that of master-made pills—though subtly different since pills were personally concocted by masters, while these merchants only sold them. But the idea of authorization—without master involvement in manufacturing—could also serve as a kind of anti-counterfeit measure.
Even more so, if she loosened her thoughts a bit—could other products also leverage this approach…?
No, no, no, that idea wasn’t entirely original; everyone failed, so no one knew the secret. Better to proceed step by step.
As she mulled over Bai Feng’s plan, she felt it could work well, knowing how popular Chun Qiu master’s clothes were.
A surge of excitement filled her. “You know what? I think it’s actually a good thing if people see us watching Spring and Autumn together.”
Bai Feng: “?”
I mean, I’m trying to help you get rich, and you’re already thinking about betraying me?
“Just joking, just joking,” Yao Yao hastily waved her hands. “Leave this to me! I promise you’ll get rich with Teacher Chun Qiu! And about the profit split—no way you should take all the benefits. How about fifty-fifty?”
“Bingo, I trust you, sister.”
Bai Feng nodded without hesitation. He had only drawn a few illustrations; everything else—making the clothes and selling channels—Yao Yao was managing. The profit split was ridiculously generous.
He was confident that soon, he could truly achieve wealth and freedom!
Once free from the drudgery of building array formations, he’d finally relax a bit.
Under the sun, Bai Feng sat exhausted beneath a tree on Dan Peak, resting. He’d originally mentioned in passing that he wanted to make some money by building arrays, but the very next day, his orders flooded in—mostly from Dan Peak itself.
“Luckily, they’re just some basic array formations.”
He activated his array, checked everything was fine, and prepared to head back for rest.
Then he noticed Su Lan Qian seemed to be hiding nearby, secretly watching him.
‘Why do I feel like I’ve been running into her more often lately?’
Could it be that Su Lan Qian was stalking him?
Just as Bai Feng was pondering how to shake her off, an idea suddenly struck him.
He had been swamped with orders lately, and one person alone couldn’t handle it all. Maybe he should recruit a Parsuru to help out?
And conveniently, a ready-made one was right here.
Thinking this through, he headed toward Su Lan Qian. She saw him coming and tried to escape, but in the next moment, Bai Feng blocked her path.
“Um… I… I didn’t mean to follow you!”
Su Lan Qian kept her head down, voice trembling, like a little girl who’d just done something wrong.
Bai Feng grinned gently and asked softly, “Yù? So, you’ve been following me?”
“I—I… I didn’t,” she babbled, more and more flustered, feeling like she’d fall into a pit any second.
Bai Feng didn’t tease her further. Instead, he started his persuasion: “By the way, are you feeling better? Can you build arrays now?”
Seeing him stop questioning, she heaved a sigh of relief and nodded quickly. “Much better.”
“Why not try some recovery training? Build arrays with me? Don’t worry, I won’t let you do it for free—I’ll give you some of my personal items,” Bai Feng said with a smile.
Suddenly, her eyes widened in disbelief. She could be close to Bai Feng and even get his personal belongings?
That was unbelievable luck!
Though she’d sensed the emergence of her heart demon, she had no idea how to remove it. She needed Bai Feng’s help to suppress it.
She eagerly nodded, “Y-Yes, yes! Please let me come!”
A grin spread wider on Bai Feng’s face—great, free Parsuru in hand!
