Chapter 111: A Fortunate Encounter with a Thoroughbred

Chapter 111: A Fortuitous Encounter with a Fine Steed

By the time the opium paste that Ralph had requested was ready, the sun had already set.

“Don’t use it yourself. This undiluted poppy paste is highly toxic—just a little can kill a strong man. Plus, it’s extremely addictive. You don’t want ants crawling all over you every day, do you?” Ye Tian cautioned.

“I understand.” The old man stared fixedly at the small bowl of paste. “I’m leaving now. Don’t forget the alchemy furnace!” Ye Tian reminded him.

“Got it!” The old man didn’t even look up as he hurried back to his laboratory.

Ye Tian shook his head and returned to the academy.

“Michelle, why are you waiting outside?” Ye Tian noticed the girl quietly waiting by the door and quickly took off his coat to drape over her shoulders. “You’re back.”

Michelle smiled warmly. “Have you eaten? I made some delicious food. Would you like to try some?”

“Thank you. But don’t stand outside so long; it’s easy to catch a cold.” Ye Tian patted her head and then cheekily gave a middle finger to the guards who were shyly snickering nearby.

“Hey, this kid’s got guts!” Instantly, bottles, bones, and even a stinky boot flew out from the guardroom.

“Let’s go.” Ye Tian grabbed Michelle’s hand and quickly left the scene, heading back to the dormitory.

“What about Layla?” Ye Tian asked, looking at the food Michelle had prepared on the table—it looked quite appetizing.

“Miss Layla is taking care of Elia for me,” Michelle replied with a smile. “Thank you, Gray.”

“I’m already thanking you!” Ye Tian laughed and bit into a piece of bread.

“Is it cold?” Michelle asked.

“It’s fine, just right.” Ye Tian finished quickly. “By the way, please ask Layla to help me take a few days off.”

“Are you going out again?” Michelle, tidying up nearby, looked surprised.

“Yeah, some errands to run, about half a month. I’ll be back soon.” Ye Tian reclined comfortably in his chair.

“I’ll tell her as soon as I return,” Michelle smiled. “That’s a favor.”

“Not at all,” Ye Tian smiled back. The girl’s voice was soft as a whisper.

Ye Tian fiddled with a pencil, still unable to master these chopsticks that kept breaking, which frustrated him greatly.

“Gray, it’s Layla,” a girl’s voice came from outside the door.

“Oh, you’re here!” Ye Tian got up and opened the door. “Michelle said you’re looking for me?”

“I need to take a few days off, about half a month,” Ye Tian explained.

“Again with the leave!” Layla frowned. “Gray, you seem to have taken quite a bit of time off this month.”

“Is it a problem?” Ye Tian asked.

“It’s just that if your leave exceeds a certain amount, your salary will be cut completely,” Layla explained.

“That’s fine,” Ye Tian smiled. “I wasn’t counting on this salary to support my family anyway.”

Layla glanced at Ye Tian. “Gray, may I ask why you’re taking leave?”

“Mining,” Ye Tian said, surprising the girl into speechlessness.

“What? Mining?” Layla was upset. “You have a good job and you want to go play miner?”

“No, no, just a part-time job,” Ye Tian grinned. “Otherwise, why would I only take half a month off?”

“Only half a month?” Layla asked.

“About that. If I’m lucky, it’ll be enough. By the way, don’t tell anyone. If asked, just say I’m visiting relatives,” Ye Tian said with a smile.

“Alright, I understand. Come back soon,” Layla advised. “When are you leaving?”

“Tomorrow. I want to leave early and return early,” Ye Tian replied.

“Okay, I’ll help you pack,” Layla offered.

“No need. I’ll just buy a few things. It’s not a vacation, so I can’t bring much. Also, please take good care of Michelle and her sister for me. Thanks.”

“You can count on me,” Layla nodded. “Should I bring Bai Xue over for you?”

“Just bring the little hawk. Leave the roast meat with you. It’s still asleep and hard to care for right now.”

“Alright, I’ll be back soon,” Layla said.

“Dress warmly; it’s windy at night,” Ye Tian reminded her.

The next morning, after washing up and packing, Ye Tian placed the little hawk on his shoulder. He didn’t plan to eat breakfast and headed straight out the door. To his surprise, two girls were standing at the gate.

“Up so early?” Ye Tian was surprised.

“You too,” Layla smiled. “Michelle woke up first.”

“No, I just came a bit earlier,” Michelle said shyly.

“By the way, here’s something I prepared for you,” Layla said, handing Ye Tian a backpack.

“Thanks!” Ye Tian accepted it with a smile.

“Be careful,” Layla warned.

“Don’t worry.” Ye Tian adjusted the little hawk on his shoulder. The bird wasn’t fully awake yet but could now stand steadily.

“Safe travels!” Michelle stepped forward to straighten Ye Tian’s clothes. “Be careful and stay safe.”

“I will. You both go back now.” Ye Tian waved and turned to leave.

Passing by a general store, Ye Tian inquired about mining picks. Fortunately, they had everything, and the owner even recommended a magical lantern that could provide light for a long time. After adding some miscellaneous items, Ye Tian’s backpack bulged.

“Welcome!” A sharp-witted clerk approached immediately. “What kind of transportation do you need?”

“Just any horse will do. Oh, and I have a carriage,” Ye Tian replied.

“Rest assured, our Windrush Mounts Guild will surely satisfy you,” the clerk said, leading Ye Tian to the stables at the back. There, various horses were calmly tied.

“How about this one?” The clerk pointed to a tall, sturdy chestnut horse.

“Looks like it can’t handle heavy work,” Ye Tian said, scratching his head. Then he noticed a thin horse lying down nearby. “What’s wrong with that horse?” He bent down to take a closer look.

“Sorry, sir. That’s a sick horse scheduled to be put down. Regulations prohibit us from selling it,” the clerk said apologetically.

“That horse looks good. I want it. How much?” Ye Tian took out his coin purse.

“That’s impossible. We absolutely cannot sell a sick horse. Please don’t put us in a difficult position,” the clerk pleaded.

“Here’s the deal: I’ll buy this horse now. If someone can cure it, great; if not, we’ll discuss it when I come back. I’ll pay full price for this horse and also buy another horse,” Ye Tian proposed.

“Please allow me to consult with my superiors,” the clerk said hesitantly.

“Sir, why choose this sick horse when there are so many fine horses?” the clerk asked.

“This is a fine horse,” Ye Tian said firmly. “If it dies, so be it. I want to save it.”

“Understood. Please wait a moment,” the clerk said, bowing and leaving.

Ye Tian squatted down, examining the horse’s mouth and frowning. He then felt its belly.

“Is that so?” Ye Tian touched a swollen spot.

The thin horse lifted its head and neighed.

“Looks like it. Should be alright soon,” Ye Tian murmured, carefully exhaling as he struck the horse’s belly.

The horse neighed in pain and then collapsed, twitching.

“Sir, what are you doing?” Two men rushed out from inside the building, frowning at Ye Tian clapping his hands while the horse writhed on the ground.

“Oh, nothing. Please take good care of this horse,” Ye Tian took a towel from the clerk. “Thank you.”

“What?” The middle-aged man looked at the clerk confused. The clerk nodded and left. Shortly after, an old man hurried over—likely the veterinarian.

“What happened?” the old man shouted. He quickly put a strange device to his ears to listen carefully, then pried open the horse’s mouth.

“Who touched it?” the old man asked, turning to Ye Tian.

“This gentleman did,” the clerk replied.

“You! What did you do?” the old man frowned.

“I just broke up the debris blocking its intestines. This illness is quite common,” Ye Tian smiled.

“What’s wrong, Old Piers?” the middle-aged man asked.

“Shopkeeper, this horse will survive,” the old man said.

“Really?” the middle-aged man was astonished.

“Do I look like I’m lying?” the old man snapped.

“Sir, how did you do it? If you could share this technique, I represent the guild in offering you a great reward,” the middle-aged man said excitedly.

“It’s not complicated. This kind of blockage happens when debris clogs the intestines. You just have to break it up, quite simple,” Ye Tian scratched his head.

“Simple?” the old man frowned.

“You cut open the belly, then gently tap the intestines with a small hammer,” Ye Tian explained. “But be careful—not to make the horse too painful, or it’ll go wild.”

“I see. Learned something new,” the old man bowed to Ye Tian.

“No problem, I heard it from others. You’ll still need to assess each case yourselves,” Ye Tian waved his hand.

“Sir, what kind of reward would you like?” the middle-aged man asked fervently. If this method works, the guild’s annual horse death toll could be halved!

“I just want this horse,” Ye Tian said, pointing at the thin steed.

“No problem. We’ll also include an extra fine horse and a carriage,” the middle-aged man offered.

“That’s too much. Just the horse is enough. Can you hold it here for me? I’ll pay the fees,” Ye Tian said.

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