The outskirts of Lingbo Mansion, at the intersection.
The dust-covered Martial Artist hurriedly pulled up a wooden bench and sat down, tossing some copper coins, and urgently shouted: "Madam, a pot of tea, half a catty of cold sliced lamb, quickly, quickly!!"
A woman in her forties, with a plump figure, smiled brightly as she took the money and said, "Customer, right away."
Then she went inside to fetch the tea and sliced lamb and brought it out.
The Martial Artist glanced at the lamb, weighed the portion, and remarked, "Not bad, worthy of doing business outside this mansion, really honest!"
The woman chuckled and said, "As long as the guest is satisfied."
Just as she was speaking, a few more people sat down on the other side, waving their hands: "A pot of tea, and some snacks, anything will do!"
Saying that, the person tossed a piece of broken silver and said, "Three qian of silver, make it good!"
