MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 544 storehouse

  Chapter 544 Warehouse

"Snapped!"

  In the lobby of the restaurant, the storyteller tapped Xingmu, and the voice said:

   "It is said that since His Majesty ascended the throne, the imperial court has never had a moment of peace. There are barbarians plundering the territory outside and bandits raging back and forth inside."

   "In addition to continuous natural disasters, frequent droughts and floods."

   "Although His Majesty has worked hard to govern and cut down on food and clothing, he is still called a lack of virtue. This has caused frequent disasters from heaven."

  He said boldly, and many people in the restaurant changed their faces, and some people even showed panic in their eyes. They put down their dishes and planned to leave.

   It is not a crime to say that the court is not a crime, but listening to it will also cause trouble.

   "Not really."

  Seeing this, Mr. Storyteller changed the subject and said:

   "The barbarians are greedy and have been doing harm to the frontier for a hundred years. This is a scourge left over from the previous dynasty, not a problem for His Majesty today."

   "As for the flooding..."

   Having said that, he picked up the kettle on the table and took a sip to moisten his throat. Fang continued:

   "You don't know something, it's different from drought. Although floods are a disaster for a while, they are beneficial for a hundred years. It is a blessing for future generations."

   "Bastard talk!" Some people couldn't understand it, and clamored:

   "Floods engulfed good fields, destroyed houses, blocked traffic, and left so many people homeless and without food. Where is the blessing?"

"yes!"

"that is!"

   Everyone responded again and again, with anger welling up on their faces.

   "Guest officer, don't get angry."

  Mr. Storyteller got up and waved his hands again and again, suppressing the noise in the field, and explained:

   "As you can see, most of the fertile land grows in low-lying areas. After the floods, both sides of the river can harvest every year, and most of the people live near the water."

   "Floods are common, how can the people not know?"

  "Knowing that the flood is coming, they are the first to bear the brunt of the flood, but why are they still vying to occupy the fields? Isn't it because they want to have a good harvest?"

   "Water can destroy Wu and destroy fields, but it can also nourish all things!"

  Everyone in the field looked at each other in blank dismay.

   I have to say that although the storyteller's words are not pleasant, they are the truth.

   "I don't care about flooding." One person said in a muffled voice:

   "I'm afraid that the farmers will become refugees and be coerced by the rebels. Once they attack the city, they will be unable to eat and walk away!"

   "This is the reason."

   Someone nodded in agreement:

   "Those who plan food in the soil are mothers if they have milk. They don't know how to share the worries of the court. They only want to feed their only son."

   "Don't look at the timid and honest appearance in normal times. Once you become a refugee, everyone is a mad dog, eating people without spitting bones."

   "..."

  Mr. Storyteller looked embarrassed.

  What he wants to say is that floods are common, and the imperial court has waived them, and changed them to discounts, distributions of relief, and flat sales to relieve disasters, plus rich merchants opened warehouses to release grain.

   Working together, it is not difficult to calm down.

but now…

   No one really cares.

   "The Lin family sits in Kunshan City, and the Lin family also produced a virtuous concubine. No matter how much trouble the refugees make, they dare not make trouble here."

   Someone spoke:

   "Storyteller, don't mention this troublesome thing, tell some romantic stories, I love it!"

   "Fantasy?" Laughter came from the opposite side:

   "I think it's a matter of men and women!"

"Ha ha…"

  Everyone laughed.

  No one would think that Kunshan City would be breached, even if the head of the Lin family was not on the mountain, even if the refugees outside the city were rampant.

  In the corner of the restaurant, Zhou Yi shook his head, put down the bowl, took out a dozen large coins and put them on the table, Fang staggered out the door.

   At this time the sky has turned dark.

  Looking at the setting sun that was about to set, Zhou Yi shrank back, put on a heavy felt hat, and bowed his head towards a Hutong.

  Ghost alley!

   This is a hidden dark market.

  Many things that are difficult to sell on the surface can be traded here, and some things that cannot be bought can also be found here.

   It is said that it is a dark market, and there are actually quite a few people who know about it, but the Yamen seems to ignore it and keep turning a blind eye.

  Especially in recent years, the dark market has become more and more prosperous, and many merchants have joined it, and sometimes it is even more lively than the four-city market on the bright side.

  Walking into the dark market, a stench came over my face.

  Sludge flowed under the feet, feces and urine were piled up in the corners, flies and insects were flying around, and all the people who came and went covered themselves tightly.

   It is not only to cover up the identity, but also to prevent the epidemic.

  The sky was dark, dim lights lit up on both sides, scattered stalls were visited in disorder, and there were all kinds of weird things.

   "Guest officer."

  In the corner shop, the shopkeeper led Zhou Yi in:

   "You have found the things you inquired about, and they are willing to sell them there, but the price is not cheap. One piece costs ten taels of silver, and there is no counter-offer."

"Ok."

   Zhou Yi pulled a chair and sat down:

   "The price is easy to negotiate, let me have a look at the things."

"yes."

  The store owner should be, turned around and got a medicine bag from nowhere, and handed it over:

   "Guest officer, please take a look."

  Zhou Yi sat up straight, unwrapped the medicine bag, carefully inspected the powder inside, even twisted a pinch and put it in his mouth to taste carefully.

   After a long time, Fang nodded slowly:

   "That's right, it's Huanglong San!"

   "Yujia Huanglong powder is the ultimate treasure medicine for tempering the body. It is known as the best in the world, and seven taels of silver is definitely worth the money." The shopkeeper rubbed his hands:

   "Guest officer, is it possible?"

   "How many copies in total?" Zhou Yi packed the medicine package:

   "Take them all out."

   "Three copies." The store hurriedly fetched the other two medicine packs, and said at the same time:

   "Medical bath, one hour at a time, can not be used continuously within three days, otherwise it will cause the medicine to conflict, and it will hurt the body instead."

   "Yes." Zhou Yi took some taels of silver and handed it over, saying:

   "I hope this business can continue. You don't have to worry about the money issue. At least there will be no problem for a year or so."

   "This..." The shopkeeper's eyes flickered:

   "The Yu family forbids rumors of Huang Longsan. The villain also got these copies from a son of the Yu family. It is not difficult to sell them temporarily, but it may not be easy to sell them in the long run."

   "If there is one, there are two." Zhou Yi took out a few taels of silver again:

   "No matter how many taels you buy, I will start with 8 taels a piece. I think this price should satisfy you, right?"

   "Satisfied, satisfied." The shopkeeper's eyes were red and he nodded repeatedly:

   "Guest officer, don't worry, I will continue to get Huanglong San for you."

  He bought it at a cost of only four taels, and he can earn four taels for one copy, and he sends it two or three times a month, so how can he not be excited.

"That's good."

  Zhou Yi nodded, put away Huang Longsan and walked out of the store.

  Cultivating pure yang iron cloth shirt, if you only rely on the operation method, your progress will be slow. If you can cooperate with the appropriate body training medicine, it will be different.

  The Lin family also has a body-refining medicine.

   Previously.

   Zhou Yi always bought it from someone on the mountain or from Liu Mengyan, but as his realm improved, the original precious medicine was no longer of great use.

  As for the high-grade precious medicine for tempering the body, there are some, but the price is unbelievably expensive, and it is not something that a small nursing home like him can obtain.

   After many inquiries, I finally found Huang Longsan from Yu's family.

  A piece of 8 taels is definitely not cheap. Fortunately, in addition to the original accumulation, he also has channels to earn money.

  Hengbao Residence.

  The largest **** shop and consignment shop in Kunshan City, the owner is mysterious and has a strong background, and sometimes even the Lin family's face is not sold.

   "Guest officer."

  The shopkeeper is also an acquaintance. He took the pill in Zhou Yi's hand, sniffed it lightly, nodded and said:

   "Ganoderma Lucidum Pill is still the old price, one tael of silver."

   "Old Huang."

   Zhou Yi said:

   "My elixir is refined from Ganoderma lucidum, it has miraculous effects on life-hanging and health-preserving. Now that the world is chaotic, shouldn't the price be mentioned?"

   "Sorry." Shopkeeper Huang smiled and shook his head:

   "I can't be the master of this matter, but after the market is over, you can ask the master's family, how about sending a letter when you come next time?"

"Ok."

   Zhou Yi nodded:

   "Sixteen grains."

   "Sixteen taels!"

   Shopkeeper Huang skillfully fetched the silver.

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  Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt: Mastery (6/100)

  The iron cloth shirt, which is widely rumored in the Jianghu, has been cultivated to the state of great achievement, and when it exerts its strength, the skin and flesh of the whole body will show a black and blue color.

   It's like putting on a layer of iron clothes.

  Common name: Iron Cloth Cover!

  In this level, the flesh is as tough as a tiger and a bear. Even if you chop with a sword, you need to use all your strength to break through the defense.

   Sticks and the like can be ignored.

  The pure yang iron cloth shirt will have this feature in the proficiency level, starting from the arms, a layer of black and blue gradually spreads to the whole body.

   So far,

  The strength of the physical body is comparable to that of viscera!

  He Dong has almost no experience in fighting with others, and he can crush most of the visceral warriors with his pure yang iron shirt alone.

   As for proficiency...

   "Peng!"

  Zhou Yi's body trembled slightly, and a force burst out from his body, crashing into the surroundings, and the bathtub full of hot water exploded.

  It seems like a lot of power from it.

  The water flowed wildly along the ground.

  Zhou Yi stood naked in the field, steaming all over his body, his skin and flesh showed a color similar to metal, and his muscles and bones were clanking.

   After a long time, Fang exhaled lightly and slowly opened his eyes.

  "The pure yang iron cloth shirt that is proficient in the realm, although it is still a mortal body, its flesh, muscles, bones, and internal organs are all tempered."

   "It's impossible to resist a sword hard, but you can use your strength!"

  As early as a few years ago, he had seen a visceral refining martial artist who used his arms to resist the blade, and relied on his muscles to tremble and collapse the blade.

   Now he,

  Stronger!

   "Director Zhou."

  The voice came from outside the door:

   "I'm looking for you."

"Oh!"

  Zhou Jia looked up:

   "Here we come."

  ...

   Packed up his things, put on the Lin family’s exclusive black-bottomed and white-lined gown, Zhou Yishi suddenly came to the front hall, and cupped his hands toward Zhang Xian:

   "Senior Zhang, please wait for a long time."

"never mind."

   Zhang Xian looked gloomy, frowned and said:

   "Remember to come early next time, don't miss the hour."

"yes."

  Zhou Yi nodded, looked at Zhang Guan at the side, and said with a smile:

   "Brother Zhang is also here."

"Humph!"

  Zhang Guan snorted coldly, not giving him a good face.

   "Although Liuying's small courtyard is not big, it also occupies the mid-mountain terrain, so it is impossible to sit and eat the mountain." Zhang Xian said with his hands behind his back:

   "We rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and the ebony wood in the mountains is very valuable. What we have to do is to **** a batch of goods to the Linjia freight yard in the north of the city every once in a while."

   "Brother Zhou has just arrived, so let's go along and get familiar with the route."

"this…"

   Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment, then said:

   "Senior Zhang, Mr. Chen arranged for me to come here just for an errand, and Brother Zhang has always been in charge. I'm afraid it's not good for me to do it."

  He looked at Zhang Guan, and bowed his hands politely:

   "Why don't you continue to bother Brother Zhang?"

  Just finished the medicated bath, it was time to take the opportunity to lay a solid foundation, Zhou Yi was unwilling to waste time on a useless road.

   And stealing people's business is not good.

  Anyway, I'm just dawdling, there's no need to cause trouble, it's better to practice honestly and continue to not attract attention.

"Ok?"

"what!"

  Hearing this, the Zhang family father and son were taken aback at the same time, and looked at each other with flickering eyes.

   "This..." Zhang Xian frowned and said:

   "I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

   "Brother Zhou is the deputy after all. If he does nothing, people may gossip and say that our father and son are xenophobic."

   "Dad!"

  Zhang Guan looked anxious and couldn't help shaking his hands.

"how come?"

   Zhou Yi shook his head and said:

   "It's Zhou who doesn't like trivial matters. Compared with other things, he prefers to stay in the house and practice Dingyang Zhuang. It's hard work for both of you."

   As he spoke, he cupped his hands and gave a deep salute.

"Well…"

  Zhang Xian pondered:

   "It's no wonder that Brother Zhou has achieved visceral refining at a young age. Xiang Wu's heart is so devout, how could he not gain anything, unlike me."

"Hey!"

  As if thinking of something, he lowered his head and sighed, his voice full of loneliness.

   "Father."

  Zhang Guan hurriedly said:

   "Since Brother Zhou doesn't want to be escorted, we can continue as usual and save trouble, don't you think, Brother Zhou?"

  At this time, his attitude changed from the indifference at the beginning, and became eager.

"good."

   Zhou Yi nodded:

   "I have exactly that intention."

   "That's the case." Zhang Xian looked at the two of them, nodded and said:

   "That's how it is. Brother Zhou can't delay his martial arts training. We can do these trivial things as father and son. As for business matters..."

   "How about sharing two taels of silver with Brother Zhou every month?"

"what!"

   Zhou Yiyan was overjoyed:

   "How can this be done? How can it be made? It's wrong for me to bother brother Zhang if I don't do anything. How can I ask for extra money?"

   "Haha..." Seeing this, Zhang Xian couldn't help laughing out loud:

   "Brother Zhou doesn't need to shirk. In fact, everyone knows how to tamper with the goods. Otherwise, why would our father and son grab this hard work?"

   "You deserve two or two."

   "Then...then I will not be polite." Zhou Yi rubbed his hands:

   "Thank you Senior Zhang, thank you Brother Zhang."

"polite."

   Zhang Xian said:

   "Since that's the case, don't disturb Brother Zhou's cultivation. We'll meet again when we get back."

   "Yes, yes." Zhang Guan nodded again and again:

   "Father, it's getting late, we dare to go on the road."

   "I'll take the two of you off." Zhou Yi said, and sent Zhang's father and son out of the hospital.

  Stay until far away.

   Zhang Guan looked back, and he could still see Zhou Yi waving at the gate of the courtyard, and couldn't help grinning with joy:

   "Is this person a fool?"

   "Father, just because he got two taels of silver more, he was so happy that he didn't know his last name. It's really interesting."

"Snapped!"

   As soon as the words fell, Zhang Guan was slapped by Zhang Xian.

   "You are capable!"

   Staring at his son, Zhang Xian snorted coldly:

   "Zhou Yi has no money, but he is a visceral refiner. As long as he doesn't die halfway, he will definitely be able to refine marrow at his age. He will have as much money as he wants."

   "You laugh at him, and don't look at yourself?"

   "..." Zhang Guan curled his lips and remained silent.

"Humph!"

   Looking back, Zhang Xian snorted again:

   "Fortunately for him, I planned to do some tricks on the way to deliver the goods this time, even if it didn't kill him, let him lie down for ten and a half months."

   "I never thought about it, but he gave it up on his own initiative."

   "Yes!" Zhang Guan nodded:

   "I have already invited the four brothers of the Feng family to take action. I am afraid that they are all waiting on the road. Now that Zhou Yi doesn't come, I have wasted dozens of taels of silver."

"never mind."

  Zhang Xian turned around with an indifferent expression:

   "It's only a few dozen taels of silver, so I should give them wine. As long as the surname Zhou is not in the way, the money will come after a few more trips."

   "Let's go!"

"yes."

  ...

  Watching Zhang's father and son away, Zhou Yifang slowly retracted his gaze.

  Going back to the room and continuing to practice for an hour, based on the original experience, I can barely deduce the approximate medicinal effect of Huanglong Powder.

   "It takes at least half a month to accumulate an experience."

   "That is to say, it takes about five years to master the consummation and advance to the realm of Dacheng."

   "And unlike Xiangu Decoction, Huanglong San has drug resistance, the more you use it, the less effective it will be. It may take seven or eight years to break through just relying on this one prescription."

   put away the exercises, Zhou Yi showed a pensive expression:

   "Not necessarily, the Dingyang pile will be completed soon. According to past experience, the Dingyang pile in the Dacheng realm can double the speed of cultivation."

"time…"

   "It doesn't matter, I'm still young, and I still have time to wait in three to five years."

   Walking out the door, seeing that it was still early, he thought about it, and walked towards the cargo storage point that Zhang Xian said.

  I still don’t know when to leave. As a deputy, I always have to understand the situation in charge. It’s not good to ask three questions.

  The warehouse is located at the foot of the mountain.

  In order not to disturb the lady's elegant mood, it is not close to Liuying courtyard. In the past few years, Zhou Yi has never been there except occasionally passing by.

   "Stop!"

  At the door of the warehouse, two people blocked the way with knives, and one of them even shouted:

   "This is an important place for warehouses, where you come from, go!"

   "I am the Lin Family Nursing Home." Zhou Yi frowned:

   "Senior Zhang's deputy!"

   "I don't care who you are." The person guarding the gate didn't show any face, and snorted coldly:

   "No one is allowed to enter without the order of Director Zhang!"

   "Two, two." At this moment, a man dressed in nursing home hurriedly came from inside, waving his hands again and again:

   "Don't be impulsive. Brother Zhou is indeed Director Zhang's deputy. Mr. Chen made the arrangement the day before yesterday."

  This person has a kind face, he should be the guardian of Liuying's small courtyard, and his surname seems to be Wang, but Zhou Yi couldn't remember the specific name for a while.

   "..."

  The two gatekeepers looked at each other, and hummed softly between their noses:

   "We don't care, as long as there is no order from Director Zhang, we can't enter!"

   "This..." Wang Nuyuan showed hesitation and looked at Zhou Yi:

   "Brother Zhou, this matter is really difficult to handle. Otherwise, you can wait and come back when Director Zhang comes back. Anyway, there is no rush."

"never mind!"

   Zhou Yi was displeased, and waved his hands violently:

   "If you don't go in, you don't go in."

   As he spoke, he turned and left angrily.

  When he came to a place behind where people couldn't see, his face darkened, his eyes flickered, and his figure flashed behind the trees.

   No!

  Those people just now are very wrong!

  I just wanted to go in and take a look, and their reaction was a bit too much.

  Especially the two gatekeepers, their muscles were tense, and their hands were pressing on the handle of the knife, as if they were about to strike without saying a word.

  It is impossible for them not to recognize the clothes on their bodies.

  Knowing that you are the Lin Family Nursing Home, how dare you do it?

   It is not difficult to guess that Zhang's father and son tampered with the goods, and Zhou Yi didn't care, but if he did something else, it might implicate him.

   thought about it.

  He bent down and swept towards the back wall of the warehouse.

  (end of this chapter)