"Evan, do you think there's any way I could have a chance to qualify and participate in the Longmen Tournament?" At that moment, Mr. Miller asked Evan this question almost involuntarily. After asking, he found himself ridiculous—why would he ask Evan, just a little servant?

Perhaps it was because of previous events, which were somewhat related to Evan, that deep down he had a feeling—maybe Evan would have a way to solve his problem.

At that moment, Evan answered without thinking, "There is, but you'll have to suffer!"

"You really have a way? Then let's do it, I'm not afraid of hardship!"

"……"

Why did you have to talk so much, why did you have to talk so much!!

At that time, Evan wanted to bang his head against the bookshelf. Not only did he get himself into more trouble, but he would definitely be blamed by Mr. Parker and Mrs. Parker again.

As expected, things turned out just as he imagined. Mr. Miller was indeed very hardworking and willing to endure hardship, following all the arrangements, but Mrs. Parker on the side was too anxious, constantly blaming herself, while also making all sorts of demands.

"Keep up the intensity now, Mr. Miller is circulating his energy to absorb the medicinal effects. Just keep this up for two hours! The medicine is almost used up, I'll go buy some more for tomorrow. Mrs. Parker, please give me some silver," Evan said, asking Mrs. Parker for money. Actually, he wasn't in a hurry to leave, but with Mrs. Parker supervising nearby, he felt it was better to find an excuse to withdraw for now. After all, things were already set, and he wasn't really needed.

"Didn't I just give you a hundred taels a few days ago? Why do you need more again?" Mrs. Parker frowned. From the beginning until now, she had already given out five hundred taels in total. That was no small sum, at least for a servant, it was quite a lot.

"Didn't I buy medicinal herbs a few days ago? I've already given you the list. Do you want me to repeat it? Top-grade poria, ten jin, three taels and two qian..." Evan recited the bill. If you checked carefully, you'd find it was word for word.

Even if the bill had been forged by him, his memory was still impressive. What's more, the bill was actually from the pharmacy, a real and reliable one.

Mrs. Parker had checked and verified the goods herself, and they matched the bill exactly, both in quantity and quality. The price was also the market rate, even a bit lower.

Even if Mrs. Parker went to buy it herself, she might not do better than Evan, or get it cheaper!

Evan had always been like this when purchasing things. He often bought this and that, never made a mistake, and was always outstanding, with no sign of embezzlement.

This made many people feel at ease letting Evan handle purchases, and Mrs. Parker was the same now. The only reason she asked just now was because the money was being spent too quickly—a hundred taels of silver gone in just a few days.

A hundred taels of silver was equivalent to a hundred thousand copper coins. For an ordinary family of three, five or six hundred copper coins a month was enough for basic needs—just basic needs, of course.

"Alright, say no more. How much do you need now?" Mrs. Parker stopped Evan from reciting the bill.

"Another hundred taels. Mrs. Parker, please don't think it's too much. This will greatly boost Mr. Miller's strength. If you go buy those pills, each one costs several hundred taels," Evan said, thinking Mrs. Parker minded the amount, so he explained the pros and cons.

Just as Evan said, if you wanted to buy pills to boost cultivation, the lowest price was several hundred taels, and that was for the worst kind. Plus, one pill wouldn't be enough.

"Alright, alright, I know. Just tell me the number. As long as Emily's strength can catch up, I'd be willing to go bankrupt!!" Mrs. Parker said, handing a hundred-tael silver note to Evan.

"Alright, I'll go buy the herbs right away. There's one more thing—Mr. Miller is about to enter the final stage, and the herbs needed must be brand new, all very rare and precious. Our alchemy room happens to have them all, but Mrs. Parker, you'll need to talk to Mr. Carter, otherwise we can't take them out for use and will have to buy them instead," Evan said. When it came to the alchemy room, no one in the entire Mo family knew it better than him.

"Give me a list, I'll go ask in a bit!" Mrs. Parker nodded. She didn't want to pay out of her own pocket—if she could use the family's, she would. After all, her son was the Mo family's Mr. Miller; using some herbs was nothing.

The reason she bought things herself before was just because the amount was small and she didn't want to trouble Mr. Carter. Now, this was no small sum.

"Here's the list!" Evan handed a sheet of paper to Mrs. Parker, densely covered with the names of herbs, making it clear he had already prepared it, just waiting for Mrs. Parker's word.

"……" Mrs. Parker took the list, glanced at it, and then went to find Mr. Carter.

At the same time, Evan set out to buy herbs outside. This kind of medicinal bath was really wasteful—it took dozens of jin of herbs for just one use.

However, the effect was obvious. Mr. Miller's cultivation was rising rapidly. It was precisely because they saw this effect that Mr. Miller and Mrs. Parker let Evan continue. Otherwise, Evan would have been dismissed long ago.