MTL NOVEL Chapter 32 - 32: The Ancestors Can't Keep Up with the Times
Chapter 32: Chapter 32: The Ancestors Can’t Keep Up with the Times
“Then why do they call it a set meal? ‘Meal’ implies food, doesn’t it?” Jiangli was confused.
People nowadays are really strange, always saying things that don’t make any sense.
Xia Xin pulled a face, “…This, I don’t know why either, but that’s what everyone calls it. As long as you get the idea, that’s enough, Ancestor.”
Only then Jiangli uttered an “Oh,” “So have you always bought them in sets before?”
“Yes,” Xia Xin replied, “In our temple, we don’t even use five hundred talismans in a month. Buying a set is enough for us to use for three months, so it’s more cost-effective.”
Jiangli nodded, half-understanding, but then said with some disdain, “You two disciples can’t even use five hundred talismans in a month, what are you eating for?”
Xia Xin: “…”
Why does the Ancestor always say things that hit so close to home?
Clearing his throat, Xia Xin asked, “Then, how many do you think we should buy?”
“Well, three sets then,” Jiangli stroked his chin, “That should be enough for a month.”
Xia Xin said in astonishment, “Three sets? That’s one thousand five hundred talismans and three boxes of Vermilion. We—we don’t need that much, do we?”
Jiangli glanced at him, “If I say it’s enough, then it’s enough.”
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“…”
All right, you’re the Ancestor; your word is law.
Xia Xin turned, a bit sulkily, and held up three fingers to the shopkeeper, “Then please, Uncle Yang, can you give me three sets?”
“You need that many?” Shopkeeper Yang was also somewhat taken aback.
Xia Xin forced a smile, “Yeah, just that many.”
Shopkeeper Yang nodded, “All right, I’ll go get them ready for you.”
Xia Xin hurriedly thanked him.
Shopkeeper Yang then went off to prepare the items.
Jiangli stood there, looking around.
Seeing this, Xia Xin didn’t dare to say anything and just stood by his side.
In no time, Shopkeeper Yang came out with a cardboard box, which contained one thousand five hundred talismans and three 500g boxes of Vermilion.
“Here, these are the items you asked for,” Shopkeeper Yang placed the box on the counter, “Three of the cheapest sets, adding up to nine hundred yuan in total.”
Upon hearing this, Xia Xin took out his phone.
Jiangli leaned in for a look and saw Xia Xin scanning a piece of paper on the counter.
Immediately after, Shopkeeper Yang’s phone chimed with the sound of coins dropping.
“When Xu Yang gives you money, does he do it like this too?” Jiangli blinked rapidly, curiously asking, “Just scan it like this and the money comes through?”
Xia Xin nodded, “Yes, it’s called QR code payment. People nowadays all do it this way, so there’s no need to carry a wallet around.”
Jiangli uttered an “Oh,” and mimicked the action by taking out her own phone and pointing it at the counter’s payment code.
However, after trying for quite a while, there was no response.
She looked at Xia Xin, puzzled, “But why doesn’t my phone work? Is it because my phone isn’t as good as yours?”
Xia Xin: “…”
Shopkeeper: “…”
Looking at Jiangli, whose phone screen was completely dark and turned off, the two men fell into an awkward silence.
The next second, Xia Xin said with a half laugh, half cry, “Ancestor, it’s not like that. You have to turn on the phone first, then use WeChat or Alipay to scan and pay. But before scanning, you need to make sure that your phone is linked to a bank card, and there’s money in the card to proceed. It’s not as simple as randomly pointing it to pay!”
“Link to a bank card? You put money inside a card? What kind of thing is a card?” Jiangli frowned, her beautiful face filled with confusion.
“Xiaoxin…,” Shopkeeper Yang looked at Xia Xin, astonished, and pointed to his temple, “Does your new abbot have some kind of issue here?”
Xia Xin couldn’t answer; he could only give a forced laugh.