Inner courtyard.
After a while.
Yang Ying, disheveled and rushed, was seen coming over, a stack of document bags tucked under her arm.
"Daoist Priest!" Yang Ying bowed slightly, respectfully greeting him.
Ever since the Daoist Priest gave her two jade brands, she found that no matter how tired she was, she always woke up the next day full of energy.
Even during a previous trip down the mountain to negotiate a contract, she had a medical check-up and found her body to be healthy. Those minor problems she once had, like menstrual pains, disappeared completely.
"Hmm!"
Xuanqing nodded slightly and then asked, "Tell me, how is the current construction of the Taoist temple going?"
Upon hearing this.
Yang Ying hastily took out the document bags from under her arm and began to explain.
"Daoist Priest, the current construction projects of our Taoist Temple include: two public toilets, a canteen, and a rest hall."
