"Do not go out at night if possible," Han Yuning cautioned Chen Xing. "It's easy to get into trouble when you're alone outside at night, and this is not Great Xia."
"Thank you for the reminder, Instructor," Chen Xing nodded, indicating his understanding.
"Here, take this money. Spirit Gold is a high-end currency in many cities. For common purchases, you don't use Spirit Gold; transactions are made with Spirit Iron," Han Yuning said, handing Chen Xing a small yellow pouch.
Chen Xing accepted it, and inside, there was a jingling sound.
It was as if there were many metal objects.
Upon opening the pouch, Chen Xing saw some white iron flakes inside.
He took out one piece, which was about the size of a one-cent coin, grayish-white, but thinner.
"Ten pieces of Spirit Iron can roughly buy a meal in the city," Han Yuning explained.
Chen Xing thoughtfully absorbed this information, feeling he had a rough understanding of the purchasing power of Spirit Iron.
