In Medicine King Hall.
Chen Ku was digesting the news and intelligence he had acquired at the banquet that night, a gathering that shouldn't have involved someone of his social standing.
Aside from everything else, if I could get that bait mouse and sell it to these young masters, I could make a fortune!
He had heard them say that one bait mouse was worth at least two to three hundred taels of silver. If he could catch three or four, that would mean a thousand taels in his pocket.
If there were to be a major epidemic outbreak, as they mentioned, with typhoid spreading, prices could soar even higher.
Chen Ku also hadn't forgotten another piece of information he had heard.
Peace Path? Free talisman water for curing diseases?
Even the young masters and misses of this world knew something was off upon hearing this; it definitely involved a conspiracy.
After all, there's no such thing as a free lunch, right?
