"Ah, you should get this one, this one, and that one. they're good for all types of meat! This one is a special creation of mine! It works especially well with grilled foods."
Lao Gan had practically given her a bit of everything from his store. It took some time but Ming Yue and Hongyu left the store with quite the haul. The young woman had moved dozens of jars of sauces and seasonings into her spatial ring.
And when they left, the merchant was there, waving them off by the doorstep.
"It's good to know that he's doing well", she thought to herself.
Moving from one order of business to the next, the pair made their way to the Craftman's District. There, she walked into the Forge of Eighty-One Fires, a large building made of black stone. There were pipes popping out of the roof, billowing with black smoke.
There was an attendant waiting for her.
"Welcome, please follow me."
