Beiyin Great Sage

"I'm not thinking of myself, but once the incident happens, our entire Zhang family will be ruined, and Zhou Yi cannot be allowed to intervene no matter what."

"Hmm..." Zhang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was cold:

"do not worry."

"Zhou Yi, it won't be long!"

"what!"

Zhang Guan was taken aback and looked up.

Chapter 031 Warehouse

"Snapped!"

In the lobby of the restaurant, the storyteller tapped Xingmu lightly, 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."

"At the same time, natural disasters continue, and droughts and floods are frequent."

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

His words were bold, and many people in the restaurant changed their faces, and some people even showed fear 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 it will also cause trouble if you listen to it.

"It's not true."

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

"The barbarians are greedy, and they have been harming the frontier for a hundred years. This is a disaster left over from the previous dynasty, and it is not a problem for His Majesty today."

"As for the flood..."

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

"You guys don't know, it's different from drought. Although flood is a disaster for a while, it's beneficial for a hundred years. It's a blessing for the younger generation."

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

"Floods have engulfed good fields, destroyed houses, and blocked traffic, leaving 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, please don't get angry."

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

"As you all know, 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 Mr. Storyteller's words are not pleasant, they are true.

"I don't care about the flood." 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 have nothing to eat!"

"That's it."

Someone nodded in agreement:

"Those who plan their 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 waivers, discounts, relief, and flat sales to relieve disasters, plus rich merchants open warehouses to release grain.

Working together, it is not difficult to calm down.

but now……

No one really cares.

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

Someone said:

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

"Fantasy?" A laugh 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.

By this time the sky had turned dark.

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

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 not many 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 surface.

Walking into the dark market, a stench hits the face.

Sludge flows under the feet, feces and urine are piled up in the corners, and flies and insects are flying around. People who pass by all cover themselves tightly.

It is not only to conceal 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:

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

"Ah."

Zhou Yi pulled a chair and sat down:

"The price is easy to talk about, and I will have a look at the things."

"Yes."

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

"Guest officer, please take a look."

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

After a long time, Fang slowly nodded:

"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 it." 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 shopkeeper hastily fetched the other two medicine packs, and said at the same time:

"Medicated 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."

"En." 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 the spread of Huanglong San. 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 [-] 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 could earn four taels a piece, and he sent it two or three times a month, how could he not be excited.

"That's good."

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

Cultivating pure yang iron cloth shirt, if you only rely on the operation method, the 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 of little 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.

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

Hengbao Residence.

The largest pawn shop and consignment shop in Kunshan City has a mysterious owner with a strong background, and sometimes even doesn't sell the face of the Lin family.

"Guest officer."

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

"Ganoderma lucidum pills are still at the old price, one tael of silver each."

"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 when the market is over, you can ask the master's family, how about sending a letter when you come next time?"

"Ah."

Zhou Yi nodded:

"Sixteen pills."

"16 taels!"

Shopkeeper Huang skillfully fetched the silver.

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