"After years of turmoil, Buddhism will surely flourish," Liuyun sighed, "Lao Mao, after you go back, let's start working on the shrinkage of the intelligence network." ”

Mao Jiuling's brows furrowed......

To say that Mao Jiuling is very willing, it is false: the network that took thousands of years to lay down, and it will shrink if it is said to shrink, and Mao Jiuling is really reluctant.

"My lord, are we going to give up like that?"

Seeing that Mao Jiuling was a little unwilling, Liuyun smiled: "Of course, it's not that there is no way to ......"

"What's the solution?" Mao Jiuling suddenly came to his senses, and immediately shook off the loss and unwillingness in his heart.

"It's very simple, shrink the power of the demon clan, fill the intelligence backbone network, and fill some Terrans," Liuyun glanced at Mao Jiuling, whose eyes widened, "Since the Terrans are in charge, we naturally have to have the Terrans as the main force." ”

"But......" Mao Jiuling frowned, "the Terrans are cunning and greedy, once they enter the backbone intelligence network, they will soon be able to corrupt the intelligence network." ”

Liuyun smiled: "Do you remember the key points of intelligence work under extreme conditions that I told you?" ”

Mao Jiuling thought for a while, and then remembered that the edge of the bottom of the box was just a little unsure, and said tentatively: "Single-line, one-way connection between the upper and lower levels, multi-line parallel, and each line is independent of each other?" ”

Liuyun nodded: "It turns out that our intelligence network is flat like a spider's web, but now, we want to turn it into three-dimensional." ”

Mao Jiuling nodded thoughtfully: "It's just that in this way, the income of the Black Heart Workshop will be reduced again." ”

"Less is less," Liuyun smiled slightly, glancing at Bao Qianxing and Mao Jiuling with bitter faces, "For us, money is just a measure of harvest, it doesn't matter how much, as long as we can see the changes." ”

Mao Jiuling and Bao Qianxing nodded in unison: Although the boss of his family had said so before, at that time, no one took it to heart; Now, in time for the difficult times, the two of them know how pleasant these words are......

"Report ......"

Just as the three of them were discussing the harvest, a little demon ran into the hall and knelt down on one knee: "Director Bao, someone is here in Shu Han!" ”

Bao Qianxing looked at his subordinates, and then looked back at Liuyun: "My lord, this ......"

"What do you want me to do?" Liuyun stared at Bao Qianxing with a smile, "You are the director of the Black Heart Workshop, I just passed by here and came to take a look." ”

Bao Qianxing shook his head with a wry smile, turned his head and looked at his subordinates: "Please come over!" ”

And Liuyun took advantage of Bao Qianxing's efforts to turn around, pulled Mao Jiuling onto the beam, pinched an invisibility trick to cover the two, and then stared at the ground silently.

It didn't take long for Bao Qianxing's men to lead four people into the hall.

Seeing Shu Han's number one long-distance running general Liu Changshan, Bao Qianxing was a little surprised: This black heart workshop is nothing worth thinking about Shu Han, right?

"Bao Fang Master, Liu Bei is polite!"

Bao Qianxing arched his hand towards Liu Chang's legs: "Lord Liu, you're polite." ”

The two sides sat down separately, and the little demon who was doing miscellaneous served tea.

"Please!"

Liu Changleg was not polite, picked up the teacup and blew it, then put it at hand, and looked at the furnishings in the living room: "Bao Fang owner, it's really elegant!" ”

"Where, it's just vassal!"

Bao Qianxing looked at Liu Changleg quietly: his facial features are quite deceptive, and he looks like an honest person; The figure is blocked by a robe, and nothing can be seen; What surprised Bao Qianxing the most was the other party's hands, and he could still touch his knees even if he stood up straight.

If it weren't for Bao Qianxing's ability to determine that the other party was a human race, and changed to an ordinary demon race, he would definitely think that this guy was a gibbon......

And Liu Chang's cheeks are not ordinarily thick, and after finding that Bao Qianxing didn't like to see him a little, he was shameless and had nothing to say, and maintained the embarrassing conversation.

In the end, Bao Qianxing felt that he couldn't pretend anymore, so he had to get straight to the point with the other party: "Lord Liu, you came to my Black Heart Workshop this time, but is there something?" ”

Liu Changleg was overjoyed, and quickly took over the topic: "I heard that Guifang once had a good relationship with the Han royal family, and the widow came this time to renew the frontier." ”

Hearing Liu Chang's sour words, Bao Qianxing almost didn't spit it out: Isn't it just a silver money transaction, as for saying it so disgusting?

Of course, Bao Qianxing is a civilized person, and it is impossible to spit it out in front of Liu Changleg, and if he wants to vomit, he has to wait for someone to leave.

"I wonder how the lord of the country wants to continue this frontier?"

Although Liu Changjiao was a little shameless, he was embarrassed to say that he wanted to fight the autumn wind, but expressed his will with a kind of euphemism at that time.

To put it simply, there are only two words, credit.

What on credit? Of course, it is the unique black heart gold sore medicine of the Black Heart Fang.

The founder of the Han Empire, the King of Han, also thought about whether to spend some money to buy the gold sore medicine from the Black Heart Workshop. But it's a pity that King Han didn't live as long as his wife after all. Later, Si Chen, the connection between Heixinfang and the Han royal family was cut off......

Right now, Liu Changleg is holding the news that he doesn't know where to pick it out and wants to take credit?

Bao Qianxing frowned: Don't give it, in case this guy is shameless, he will rely on himself here; Give it to you, and I'm not too willing......

Just when Bao Qianxing hesitated, the communication charm in his sleeve lit up.

Bao Qianxing put his divine sense into his sleeve and glanced at the contents of the communication charm......

"Lord Liu," Bao Qianxing stared at Liu Changran with a smile, "I heard that in the Shu realm, silkworms are all over the field, but I don't know if there is any blessing in the next place, operating the cocoons produced in your land?" ”

"This ......"

Liu Changleg frowned, and turned his head to look at the young man sitting beside him.

"Bao Fang Master," the young man smiled at Bao Qianxing, "Isn't Guidang also producing silk brocade and cotton cloth?" ”

"Your Excellency knows a lot about the Black Heart Workshop," Bao Qianxing smiled, "We produce silk brocade here, but the production is very low, so it has always been in short supply." ”

The young scribe nodded: "The owner of the bao shop has seen the silk brocade produced in my Shu again?" ”

Bao Qianxing nodded, and before the other party could speak, he sent out a soft knife: "The Shu brocade in your place is indeed gorgeous, but it is not suitable for my black heart workshop!" ”

The long legs couldn't help it, and stared straight at Bao Qianxing with his eyes: "Why is this?" ”

"Lord Liu, you should be clear," Bao Qianxing glanced up at the door, "Most of the guests in the Black Heart Workshop are hidden idlers, and these people don't like too fancy clothes. ”

The young scribe Zhuge Wolong frowned: it was impossible to steal chickens, and he also lost a lot of rice......

Before going out, Zhuge Wolong made a plan for Liu Changjiao: if you can, you can take credit, and if you can't glance at it, you can take the useless Shu brocade to settle the account......

The other party went one step further and asked for silk to settle the account, but Zhuge Wolong couldn't accept it: the finished Shu brocade was compared with the primary product silk, and the gap between oil and water was naturally obvious.

However, Bao Qianxing, who was instructed by Liuyun, just stuck to the bottom line of silk, and discussed for a long time, Liu Changjiao and his friends only added iron ore to the list of purchases......

After sending Liu Changleg away, Bao Qianxing returned to the living room, raised his head, and looked at Fang Liang with a smile: "Boss, they have gone far." ”