Cyan Willow Town is located at the foot of the mountain, with the continuous mountain range not far away.
However, the street is still quite bustling, with various small traders and vendors lining the street hawking their goods.
The aroma of buns, meat pies, and wontons wafts through the streets. Although Gu Yuan had already eaten breakfast, seeing those delectable foods, he still had the urge to buy some to taste.
There were also some hunters, carrying wild pheasants, hares, foxes, wild boars, and other prey on their shoulders, eagerly waiting for buyers.
As Gu Yuan was sizing up some hunters not far away, he was about to approach when suddenly he reached out and grabbed a hand that was reaching into his pocket.
Looking down, it was a boy who barely reached his chin, dark and skinny like a monkey, wearing thin and shabby clothes that emitted an unpleasant odor.
Gu Yuan showed a meaningful smile: "Three hands?"
