The mixed seeds are quite interesting. They're pricier than potatoes but cheaper than cauliflower, take longer to grow than cauliflower but shorter than potatoes. What they yield depends entirely on luck.
Luckily, Han Qiwu is quite confident in his luck!
"Hey there, young man! Looking to buy something? Don't let this opportunity slip by! Once you miss this shop, there's no coming back!" the peddler said with a grin.
"Buddy, aren't you coming back next Sunday?"
"I will." The peddler froze for a moment. "But the goods might not be the same ones!"
Han Qiwu checked his wallet—he had only 1794 gold.
What could he even buy with this measly amount?
If only he'd...
Oh well. Who could have known? Might as well seize the moment.
Considering his current situation, Han Qiwu wanted both the mysterious note and all the mixed seeds.
Maybe he could negotiate a discount?
No harm in trying, right?
