Ling Xi stood up and patted the soil off his hands.

Every two or three months, caravans come to the city to buy all kinds of supplies, large and small.

Because of the remoteness and backwardness, all monks who have some ability will not stay in the lockdown city, and they have run away to develop elsewhere. The rest are either old, weak, sick and disabled, or have to take care of the prime of life that the family has to stay.

On the other hand, there are monks who do not like strife and pray for peace.

Most of these people are self-sufficient, and occasionally hunt in groups on the edge of the Luofeng Mountain on weekdays, but they dare not rush forward because of their low strength.

The rest of the old and young who have no strength can only make a living by cultivating farmland around the city, collecting medicine and seeing doctors, sewing clothes, striking iron and selling food, etc.

When the caravan came to buy supplies, they would sell the stored herbs, grain, etc.

Listening to Uncle Ling, the caravan purchase price is much lower than the market price.

Thinking about it like this, the caravan is coming later than in the past, I'm afraid it's just to lower the price!

The people who had no source of income were anxious, fearing that the caravan would not come again, and that if the goods were said to be worthless, they could only beg to be sold to the caravan?

Then the profiteers will be able to earn the maximum profit at the lowest price.

Thinking of this possibility, Ling Xi frowned.

Her city is generally close to 2,000 people, and she still wants to earn and oppress her city's citizens?

Some time ago, she collected taxes, and her total assets now have about 600 amethyst, and after thinking about it, she has already opened her mouth.

"Uncle Ling, you go and post the notice now. The lord of the city buys medicinal herbs and seeds at market prices, even if they are grains in the dust. Then collect game, furs, wood, etc. ”

“…… My lord, the old slave just said that he couldn't buy ...... anymore."

Uncle Ling looked bitter, how could he persuade more and spend more money?

Ling Xi, who was walking in front, seemed to think of something, and turned his head again and said, "Uncle Ling, if that maple leaf caravan comes, you will report it to me as soon as possible." ”

"It's Fire Maple ......"

……

As soon as Ling Xi came out of the Spirit Garden, he remembered the spirit herb elixir he had picked on the mountain in the past few days, and was about to instruct the logistics team to transplant it to the Spirit Field, when he suddenly found that a group of people from the logistics team had disappeared?

Fang is still in the back mountain, where have all the kung fu people gone in the blink of an eye?

After asking, I found out that her mother took people out of the city and went up the mountain to find the spirit earthworm!

Knowing that the people had not yet left the city gate, Ling Xi hurriedly asked the guards to stop them.

Luofeng Mountain is so dangerous, not to mention that her mother has not fought for a long time, and the logistics team only has a Qi refining period, so she rushed to the mountain with such interest, can you find it?

You know, she sent people to climb the mountains for nearly two months before she found a dozen or so!

Mrs. Ling was called back by her own daughter, she was puzzled, she was still in a hurry to go up the mountain to catch insects, you must know that catching one more spirit worm can upgrade the Lingtian, you can improve the strength of the Ling family, and you can revitalize the Ling family!

The spirit field can be improved, not to mention how happy the city lord's mansion is, so that after a long, long time, the first thing the people of the city lord's mansion did when they saw the spirit worm was not to kill it, but to take it to the fertile field.

Ling Xi glanced at his mother's excited expression, and then swept over the dozen or so logistics team members behind him who also looked excited.

Her heart jumped, and she said secretly: My mother!

For fear that her old lady would take people up the mountain to catch insects, she hurriedly asked people to go to the back mountain to transplant spiritual herbs and elixirs.

There are not many water system magicians in the house, and Mrs. Ling struggled for a long time, and finally took someone to the Houshan Spirit Garden.

Only then did Ling Xi breathe a sigh of relief, and he swept away the empty martial arts hall again......

Damn, where did this killing party go?