Chapter 449 - Chilies and Variety Store (1/2)

The princess is marrying, so a lot of people are going to the Nami Star to watch the ceremony and have a tour.

Hearing that it is summer on the Nami Star, Colin Weir orders a lot of valuable natural cotton cloth and some coconut-like thirst-quenching fruit that can be kept for a long time. These goods don’t cost much. The cotton cloth costs 40,000,000 credit points, and the coconut-like fruit costs 30,000,000. The fruit is cheaper, which is sold at the price of 50 credit points per kilogram. The warehouse is full now. Taking along the products, the people aboard can comfort themselves that they are not squandering money without earning anything.

Knowing that Colin has ordered the goods, Lin Luoran leaves the shopping mall with the yellow jadeite phoenix hairpin.

It is not that they don’t sell the hairpin. As long as you can pay enough for the “treasures”, the sellers will readily part with those “not for sale”. After all, who will let go of any opportunity to make money?

Lin Luoran pays 9,000,000 credit points for this yellow jadeite phoenix hairpin. Nolan Mancia’s fame makes this tiny piece of yellow jadeite cost at least a hundred times more than its counterparts. However, the hairpin is worth it. At least, she has learned a lot about Nolan Mancia.

The female designer whose birth remains a mystery has worked her way to being recognized by the royal family of the Nami Star. She has been famous for 40 to 50 years, but no one has seen her in person. People would have doubted whether the lady is still alive, if the Nami Star royals didn’t attend events wearing jewelry designed by her.

“Master Nolan loves jadeite, a kind of new material. I heard that she made great efforts to turn jade from energy source to jewelry.”

Recalling the store manager’s words, Lin Luoran solemnly tucks away the yellow jadeite in her s.p.a.ce.

She really wants to meet the legendary designer, maybe on the Nami Star. She is going there anyway. Is the designer a fan of the earth’s culture, or is she actually from the earth? The puzzle will be solved someday.

The stars overhead give off gentle, golden rays of light. The twilight is beautiful. The street is lined with European-style castles, which are, in fact, high-tech buildings. Ladies in lace gloves walk along the street holding a feather fan. The scene is like a warm-toned movie.

At dusk, the N2 planet begins to be bustling with people. Lin Luoran and her companions don’t want to go back to their stars.h.i.+p.

There are many alleys behind the shopping mall. Different from avenues, the alleys are a paradise for small vendors. Similar to some alleys in Zhuzhou, Dongting City, these places look messy, but may actually be the most attractive part of a city.

Charcoal-grilled kebabs are regarded as greasy and unclean by the ladies. However, Lin Luoran calmly takes a seat in a kebab shop along the street. The siblings of the Ma family are okay with the food. Han Weiya doesn’t care, either. As for well-dressed Colin Weir, his mouth twitches a few times.

The shop owner is a middle-aged man from the Vansail Planet. He has a sharp nose. On the edge of the nose are nostrils, which are usually closed. He has a strong accent when speaking the interstellar standard language. Never mind. He is so hospitable that one may fail to notice the oil stain on his bellyband.

The kebabs make a rattling sound on the fire—the sound of burning fat. When the scent of meat drifts through the air, the man sprinkles the kebabs with some special seasoning so they are rich in taste.

“Do you eat spicy food?”

All nod except Colin Weir. When the middle-aged man sees the lovely little fox nodding, he laughs and says that this pet is clever.

The fox is not a fool. Actually, it got a small translator from Xiaozhi and a piece of jadeite from Lin Luoran. It hid the translator in the hollow jade, which hangs around its neck like a Jingle Bell.

Therefore, the cyan little fox can understand what the man says. If Lin Luoran didn’t catch it, it would have spoiled the kebab shop.

“Can’t you shut your mouth when you eat?”

Lin Luoran stuffs it with meat. The little fox snorts and swallows his saliva. At last, it bows to the man for the delicious food.

The spice is not too hot—not the chili on the earth. Is it something similar to cornel?

“Uncle Anthony, what’s the spice in the barbecue? It tastes delicious.”

It is not dinner time yet. Not many diners are in the shop, so Anthony is free to chat with Lin Luoran. He feels proud when he hears Lin Luoran praise his barbecue.

“You little girl have good taste. This spice is called Heartburn gra.s.s. It is native to the Vansail Planet. It is spicier than ginger and is famous throughout the alliance.”

Anthony’s gray beard trembles. He is very proud of the specialty of his hometown. There is even water in his eyes.

Lin Luoran thinks that Uncle Anthony simply misses his hometown. It’s not until many years later that she learns the truth. In fact, two thousand years ago, a member star of the Nami Alliance discovered the extremely remote Vansail Planet. Heartburn gra.s.s, the delicious spice became available to the Nami people, but it also plunged the Vansail Planet into a war.

This spice only grows in a certain environment, so the Vansail Planet was reduced to a plantation to cultivate spice for the Nami Alliance. The indigenous people were expelled from their native planet. Few could return to their hometown.