The door of space, you can choose the coordinates of landing. There are many people and mixed eyes, and landing in Qingfeng Town is afraid that it will cause confusion. Jiang Fan had no choice but to carry fifty catties of salt on his back and fall into the grove earlier.

Jiang Fan has a lot to do, after all, these table salts are brought from the earth world, and the packaging is different from Da Zhou. Jiang Fan got a cloth bag, broke open the salt, and poured bags into it. Then he picked up the bag of salt and walked towards the town. The black cloth bag covered the salt, so that no one could recognize it.

Jiang Fan first found Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang looked at the cloth bag on Jiang Fan's shoulder, was slightly puzzled, and asked, Jiang Fan perfunctory. Then followed Uncle Wang and rushed towards the He family's house.

This He family is worthy of being the largest family in Qingfeng Town, with extraordinary style, the family Ding Courtyard, and the stone lion in front of the door are all extraordinarily burly, clearly showing the words "mighty and domineering, don't enter the living".

Uncle Wang said something to the guards in front, and the guards let Uncle Wang and Jiang Fan in. All the way through the pavilion corridor, seeing a lot of people coming and going, Uncle Wang nodded and greeted. After passing through the triple courtyard and bypassing a lot of pavilions and corridors, I finally arrived at the study outside the staff.

"Steward Ding, I have a nephew Jiang Fan, I want to meet who is outside, I don't know if I can pass it on?"

Uncle Wang came to the door of the study and bowed to a man dressed as a housekeeper.

The housekeeper glanced at Jiang Fan coldly, and when he saw Jiang Fan's coarse clothes, his expression seemed to be a little disdainful. The strange voice of yin and yang also came.

"Who did you bring into your house? Wang Heyun, where should you be your home? ”

Steward Ding is only a subordinate of He Mansion, but this subordinate is a subordinate under one person and above ten thousand people in He Mansion. Uncle Wang didn't dare to offend.

"Steward Ding, my nephew really has something important. You can sell me a favor."

Uncle Wang said, then took out some copper coins and handed them to Steward Ding. This annoying thing is naturally inevitable for some human feelings. Steward Ding took the copper coin, weighed it, and his face was better:

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm scared of you. I'm going to pass it on. But as for not seeing you, that's the master's business, I don't guarantee the ticket."

After Steward Ding finished speaking, he walked into the back room. But before half of the pillar of incense work, he came out.

"I'm sorry. The old man was writing calligraphy, and he didn't see any guests. Go back. ”

Steward Ding waved his hand at Uncle Wang.

"But Steward Ding, we really have something important..."

Uncle Wang thought that Steward Ding didn't mean enough, so he took a few coins and handed them over, but this time Steward Ding didn't answer it, and stood there coldly, as if he didn't see Uncle Wang. Uncle Dewang's hand hung awkwardly in front of his knees. It seems that this time He Yuanwai is really doing business in the back room.

Uncle Wang's face turned slightly red, but he was a high-ranking housekeeper, so he didn't dare to say more. I had to look back at Jiang Fan.

"Jiang Fan, there is something going on outside, otherwise, let's go first..."

Uncle Wang had a look of embarrassment. It's not that he doesn't want to help Jiang Fan, it's just that others are soft-spoken, and Uncle Wang doesn't want to see him, and Uncle Wang has no solution.

But at this time, Jiang Fan couldn't care so much, and directly raised his voice at He Yuanwai's study:

"He Yuanwai, I'm Jiang Fan, and I have a big deal to do with you. If you don't see me, it's your loss! Outside of that, I'm here to make a big deal with you..."

finally entered the He Mansion, Jiang Fan couldn't return empty-handed. While shouting, he ran to He Yuanwai's study.

"You, what do you want to do, disturb the master, can you afford it?"

I didn't expect Jiang Fan to be so bold, Uncle Wang and Steward Ding were shocked. The tall butler Ding's face changed, and he pounced directly towards Jiang Fan, wanting to cover Jiang Fan's mouth. But Jiang Fan raised his leg and hit him directly between his legs, and with a whoop, this housekeeper's old face directly turned the color of pig liver, and he knelt on the ground with his crotch in his arms!

At this time, Jiang Fan had already rushed to the door of He Yuanwai's study, kicked the door open, and rushed in!

"Quick, come on, there's an assassin! Fast! ”

Steward Ding screamed, never expecting that the people brought by Wang Heyun would be so rough and fierce.

Jiang Fan can't control so many rules, he is a person from the earth plane, and if he comes to this Tianlong World and is bound by these rules, it will be in vain.

Jiang Fan carried the salt on his back, and as soon as he walked into the study, a burst of ink fragrance came to his nose, and he looked at it head-on, and on the desk opposite, a thin old man stood up, his eyes were sharp, and he pressed one hand on the hilt of a saber next to the desk.

This sharp and capable old man should be He Yuanwai. He stood with his sword on his face, looking vigilant and slaughtering! Although he is old, this sharpness is not weak at all!

"In Xia Jiangfan, there is business and foreign ministers, and please forgive me. Don't do it! ”

After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he directly put the salt bag on the ground, grabbed it with one hand, and immediately the refined salt of Baihuahua rolled out. Sprinkled a piece of the ground. He knew that it was useless to talk too much now, so he directly revealed what he wanted to trade.

"Huh? Illicit salt? ”

He Yuanwai, who originally looked vigilant, saw the private salt that appeared, and his face really changed. Apparently he didn't expect the assassin to come in with a bag of salt. And seeing that Jiang Fan didn't have any equipment on his body, he didn't seem to be an assassin. He Yuanwai's eagle-like eyes resisted Jiang Fan, and he didn't speak for a moment, as if he was looking at Jiang Fan.

In an instant, there was a sound of footsteps, and there was a bang, and seven or eight guards rushed in, tall and big, and suddenly pulled out the saber in their hands and surrounded Jiang Fan! The cold long knife exuded a cold light, making Jiang Fan unable to move a step!

"Sir, there are assassins, sir, there are assassins..."

At this time, Steward Ding, who was kicked by Jiang Fan and hit the root of his life, was late, hugged the bottom, looked at Jiang Fan with a pig's liver color, and looked at Jiang Fan with hatred in his eyes.

"Take him down! Break his legs! ”

Steward Ding said angrily at Jiang Fan. A wild man who came out of nowhere dared to kick under him, of course Steward Ding was angry!

And at this time, the two guards behind Jiang Fan, waving their long sticks, were about to do it immediately!

"Stop!"

At this moment of tension, an angry shout came out. He Yuanwai stretched out his hand, but stopped the movements of several guards.

"Let's all get out!"

He Yuanwai looked at Jiang Fan, then at a few guards, and waved his hand.

"But, but sir..."

Steward Ding glanced at Jiang Fan resentfully, and was a little unwilling. But at this time, after seeing that He Yuanwai did not speak, he could only grit his teeth and go out.

It wasn't until Steward Ding and these guards all went out that Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, it can be said that life and death are between the thoughts of He Yuanwai, if He Yuanwai hands himself over to Steward Ding to deal with, it will be indispensable for him to suffer.

But now He Yuanwai didn't move himself, which means that he was thinking about salt.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan stood up leisurely and patted the clothes on his body. At this time, you are not welcome, I glanced around the room, found a seat and sat straight up.

He Yuanwai's eyes fell on Jiang Fan from beginning to end, without taking a step, as if he was observing Jiang Fan's reality and reality. After Jiang Fan sat down, he also walked out.

"Who are you? Where did the private salt come from? ”

He Yuanwai touched a bag of salt on the ground with his foot, and found that the amount of salt in this bag was quite heavy, and his expression couldn't help but become more solemn.

"I'm from the Seasand Gang. It is also Jiang Fan of Qingfeng Town. Responsible for helping the Haisha Gang sell illicit salt. ”

Jiang Fan casually made up an identity. The Haisha Gang is very famous, it is a big gang in the Great Zhou, although its status is not as good as the beggar gang, but it is not a small business, a small county order dares to move. Pull up the tiger skin to make a big drum! At this time, it's just right to borrow the identity of the Haisha Gang!

Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Fan said this, He Yuanwai's expression changed. Looking at Jiang Fan's eyes, it was even more different!

"You said you were from the Haisha Gang, do you have any credentials?"

He Yuan's foreign language tone eased a lot.

"Salt is the proof. Now that the salt is panicking, who can transport a hundred cans of private salt to Qingfeng Town casually except for the Haisha Gang? This is just the tip of the iceberg, if you are willing to cooperate with the Haisha Gang, then in the future, the private salt business of Qingfeng Town and even Nandu Province can be handled by you. I'm here to do business with you, and I'm here to send you money. ”

Jiang Fan looked at He Yuanwai's eyes, and his voice came slowly.

Breeze Town? Nandu Province?

Hearing Jiang Fan's words, He Yuanwai was also stunned. In this era of salt panic, what business is the most profitable, of course, is table salt. Those salt lords who have salt resources in their hands are the targets of major merchants and major forces, but I didn't expect to take the initiative to find themselves now?

Qingfeng Town is only a small place, but the profit of private salt in a year has reached fifty or sixty thousand taels of silver shells. Not to mention the entire Nandu Province, the silver money is probably in millions. It's really a lot of money.

He Yuanwai's face was gloomy, and his steps were walking around, as if he was thinking about something. From time to time, he looked at Jiang Fan, and from time to time he looked at the area of salt on the ground, and his face was sometimes gloomy, and sometimes it seemed to be bright.

"What, you don't want to do it? Since you don't want to do it, I'll go to someone else. Anyway, some people do this lucrative business. ”

Seeing that he hesitated, Jiang Fan pretended to pick up the refined salt and leave.

"Brother Jiang, wait!"

When Jiang Fan got up, He Yuanwai hurriedly stopped Jiang Fan.