Plan and then act, and push it secretly. Liu Qingyan's target is Chifeng Hall, they don't need to target Chifeng Hall, and they don't need to find someone to deliberately target Chifeng Hall, they just need to give strong support to Qianbaolou, a force that has a grudge against Chifeng Hall. You only need to give orders that Qianbaolou can't complete, and Qianbaolou will naturally share some of the profits from the orders to others, and naturally will win over the rest of the founders of Molten City.

Sure enough, five days after Bai Zhi left, the six founders completely squeezed Chifeng Hall out of the ranks of the Seven Families, and the Fire Refinery Furnace to which Chifeng Hall belonged was also bought by Qianbaolou at a high price.

It's late at night, the Xiangyuan Building of the Molten City is still full, the cups are changed during the banquet, every table is full of guests, only the most elegant single room by the window on the third floor of the Xiangyuan Building, there is only one guest in the most elegant single room, looking at the more prosperous Molten City with blank eyes. Raising the glass, the wine in the glass was not poured into the mouth, until the wine soaked his clothes. He didn't shake off the wine with his mana like an ordinary monk, and he still looked at the street in a daze, and he didn't take a second look at the wine that he had praised before. This wine is a new wine launched by Heung Yuen Lou, which is not only fragrant and refreshing, but also good for the body. Others didn't know him, but they knew that this kind of sake called Jizo Yin was blended from a kind of so-called Jizo elixir, and he also knew that he couldn't drink Jizo elixir, only his grandfather could drink it every time. But all this is getting farther and farther away from him, and he doesn't know if he will be able to see the wine that he can't drink in the future, and he doesn't know if he will be able to sit here in the future, and he doesn't know if he will leave Molten City.

At this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a young man in a green shirt and robe walked in, glanced at the young man who still hadn't looked back, shook his head slightly, sat on the opposite side and poured himself a drink: "Brother Sha, why is it like this?" The young man with a blank look was Sha Jinfeng, the young master of Chifeng Hall, and the young man who came later was Murong Shang, the helmsman of Chaoge Trading House.

Although the latter sentence is not appropriate here, Sha Jinfeng needs a confidant friend who can listen to his inner depression and unwillingness. Including the high spirits in Molten City before and the ridicule and guidance behind his back, including the dispute with his grandfather about the direction of development, and the honor that he was once proud of is trampled on the soles of his feet today. It all takes a qualified listener. And Murong Shang is the best such role as a city guard. Although they have only known each other for three years, and although they only see each other two or three times every few months, the two are still close friends, at least Sha Jinfeng thinks so.

"What are you going to do Brother Sha?" Murong Shang poured a glass of wine for Sha Jinfeng.

"What should I do?" Sha Jinfeng stiffened his neck and his eyes were a little confused, and then he cried and laughed, "What can I do? I said that there are large orders that can consider customer needs, but no one listens." I said that for many years, our magic weapons have not been fresh, they are still the same as before, and they have no characteristics, and no one listens to them. Everyone else is thriving, and my Chifeng Tang's orders are getting fewer and fewer, and no one listens to me when I say that I want to go out to solicit customers. One by one, the refiners who had been in my Chifeng Hall for hundreds of years left one after another, and I said that when they didn't have refining tasks, grandpa could organize them to discuss refining together, but no one listened. Now that we have been squeezed out of the Seven Earth Fire Refining Furnaces of Molten City, no one listens to me when I say that most of them have moved away and come back again, and I have to say that I have to say that I will either die here or get up here, and no one will listen to my words. Even if I listen to what I have said in the past few years, Chifeng Hall will not be like this now, but no one listens, no one listens!" Sha Jinfeng's eyes were red, he was angry and aggrieved.

Murong Shang poured the wine again and did not speak. Sha Jinfeng's words were not that no one listened, but that many people in Chifeng Hall recognized them, but as long as his grandfather didn't listen, it was useless, and his grandfather's six-grade refiner in the shattering period was a typical stubborn old man.

When Sha Jinfeng was almost done, Murong Shang said with a faint expression: "Why do you have to let your grandfather listen to you?"

Sha Jinfeng was slightly stunned, and a look of hesitation and struggle appeared on his face. It's not that he hasn't thought about pulling away a group of people to start a new stove and wait until there is an improvement for his grandfather to see, but he knows that it will make his grandfather very sad, and he doesn't want to make his grandfather sad.

"There are more than a dozen volcanoes in my area. Murong Shang lowered his head and ate the spirit fruit and said nonchalantly, "Magic weapons, magic weapons and other messy things need hundreds of thousands of pieces every year, and there are everything like spiritual materials, many of which you have never seen." And there are all kinds of forbidden, all kinds of magic weapons and magic weapons that you haven't seen before. In short, you can think about what you want. ”

Sha Jinfeng groaned, and Murong Shang continued: "The volcano can be used for free by you, and I will account for sixty percent of the shares, and you will take forty percent." The condition is to refine magic weapons at a low price for us, after all, the quantity is large, and the price must be lower. The other thing is to teach some disciples on behalf of you, 10,000 people. This agreement is 100 years, and everything will be yours after 100 years, and you don't have to worry about running out of deals to do, you just need to worry about whether you can finish it. ”

"Where is such a good thing. Sha Jinfeng shook his head in confusion, feeling like a dream. Where in the world can there be such a good thing.

Murong Shang said: "You have indeed gained a lot of benefits, but what we have gained is time, and it is a large number of talents after that. From the perspective of a businessman, you have made a lot of money on this transaction, and my owner has lost a lot. But Brother Sha and Chifeng Tang are just businessmen, while my host is not a businessman, but the lord of a country. ”

"The Lord of a Country!" Sha Jinfeng raised his head in surprise, then looked at Murong Shang with a calm face and a slightly cold look, "Brother Murong can't have anything to do with Great Qin." ”

Although he is decadent now, he is not a fool, the possibility of two big customers appearing in Molten City at once is very small, and Murong Shang's Xiangyuan Building has been in Molten City for two years, but he has not revealed the slightest rumor before, even if the two are best friends, even if his own Chifeng Hall is famous for refining weapons, Murong Shang has still not revealed any willingness in this regard in recent years, and now he has to have some bad associations when he puts it up all of a sudden.

Murong Shang didn't admit or deny it, but said with a smile: "It is said that Daqin went to Molten Fire City to find Chifeng Hall first, but the goods of Chifeng Hall are inferior to Qianbaolou, the price is higher than Qianbaolou, and the quantity refined is less than Qianbaolou. The decline of Chifeng Hall can't be blamed on Great Qin, right?"

Sha Jinfeng sighed. Daqin was really sick when he handed over the refining order to his own Chifeng Hall, and it was most normal for them to choose Qianbaolou.

"Although the amount of refining magic weapons that Qianbaolou undertakes from Daqin is very large, it is less than half of Daqin's needs. Daqin's demand for magic weapons and magic weapons is 120,000 sets per year. It includes 120,000 attack magic weapons, 120,000 magic weapons-level robes or armors, and 120,000 magic weapons-level combat boots. This demand lasts for at least a hundred years. ”

Sha Jinfeng gasped and stared at Murong Shang in horror. With such a large number and such a long time, he could imagine what a powerful force it would be.

The Centennial Plan will need 100,000 people every year, and more and more will naturally be promoted, and it is also very possible to have 18,000 people per year. The rest will also trade with people in the wilderness, and 120,000 sets a year is still a conservative number. Murong Shang did not deliberately exaggerate this.

Murong Shang looked at Sha Jinfeng with a slight smile, and then said, "Brother Sha can think about it, but you need to give me an answer as soon as possible." Because in ten days, we will send people to build a refining workshop here, and recruit a large number of refiners. The pay and opportunities are very high. ”

Sha Jinfeng's face was extremely solemn. Not to mention anything else, even if these conditions were said just now and with more generous treatment, at least half of the people in Chifeng Hall would be lost.

"The reason why I didn't do this before was because I didn't want to get involved in the strife between the various forces in the Molten City. "We don't have that much energy, and we believe in win-win." But we don't have much time to waste right now, and with the current status of Great Qin faintly manifesting itself in Molten City, I'm afraid we can also protect this shop. ”

"I will come back to Brother Murong in three days. Sha Jinfeng arched his hand and walked out of the Xiangyuan Building with a solemn face. If the Chifeng Hall can survive until now, as long as Daqin does this, it will be a fatal blow to the Chifeng Hall, and it will directly lead to the collapse of the Chifeng Hall.

Murong Shang watched Sha Jinfeng walk out of the private room and down the stairs, with some pity in his eyes. Sha Jinfeng can see all the problems of Chifeng Hall and find solutions, but he has a stubborn grandfather.

Murong Shang's words are not untargeted, nor are they nonsense. This plan existed several years ago, but it has never been implemented, and it is not only for refiners, but also for alchemists and alchemists. Mass recruitment will certainly affect the interests of many people, or be suppressed or even attacked by others, after all, they are outsiders. However, in the past few years, with the increasing number of Great Qin monks, Great Qin can send more monks to Qingxuan to protect the Great Qin Commercial House and Chaoge Commercial Bank, which gives him the confidence to launch this initiative. And this initiative will be carried out in six locations at the same time.

When Murong Shang saw Sha Jinfeng leave, Liu Qingyan slowly opened his eyes in the distant ancestral land of the Black Fire World. The black streamer swirled in his eyes and then disappeared. After five years, Liu Qingyan has made unimaginable progress before, and has successfully broken through the Yuan Infant Stage a month ago. At this moment, the realm is completely consolidated, and the knowledge is waiting for the transformation of the Demon Dragon Pony. Just a moment after Liu Qingyan opened his eyes, the demon egg in the pillar of fire clicked and shattered, and the sound of a dragon's groan echoed faintly.