When the early morning sun sprinkled into the valley again, people found that Meng Li had already set off. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info with everyone's expectations and hopes, at this time Meng Li has already rushed to Dingnan Pass on the way. Soon, the majestic city gate of Dingnan Pass is already in front of you, the first time you came to take a closer look, at this time after knowing some background information, and then look at this city gate, there is indeed a kind of fairy wind and bones in the architectural style.

Could it be that this is really a realm of cultivating immortals?

Where are the immortals who cultivate immortals, and where are the sects?

It wasn't until I walked under the city gate that I found that I hadn't come up with a solution to the start-up capital, no matter what, the soldiers would come to block the water and cover the earth; there must be a road before the car reached the mountain, and it would be good to act when the time came.

The bustling streets are full of shouts. At the door of a grain and oil shop, Meng Li stopped, this shop is in a good location, go in and have a look.

As soon as he entered the door, Meng Li heard a familiar voice:

"Big pigeon, you're here!"

"It's you, little sister. Meng Li scanned the goods in the store, and the price of salt was the same as the price of other stores, which was 530 yuan per kilogram. I thought to myself, it seems that this family can talk about cooperation.

"Little sister, tell my brother, where did the shopkeeper go?"

"Oh, Mom and Dad are all in stock, and only Grandpa is in the back hall of the store. The little girl took Meng Li to the back hall, where an elderly man sat at a square table, drinking tea.

"Hello, old man, I am a foreigner who came to Dingnanguan to do business, can I ask you?" Meng Li asked.

"Well, young man, is that kind of business?" the elder asked with a sip of tea.

"Grandpa, my name is Meng Li, I came from Nanyang to do salt and iron business, I don't know your old noble surname?"

"The old man's surname is Yin, Yin Jianfeng, that's my granddaughter Yin Qianying. Salt and iron business? It seems that Meng Gongzi is a famous family. Disrespectful, disrespectful!"

"I'm not a famous family, Grandpa Yin, I'm a foreigner from Nanyang, and I don't understand the salt and iron market here, so please give me a lot of advice. ”

Yin Jianfeng looked at Meng Li, although he was dressed strangely, he was very cultivated in his conversation, and he had a good impression in his heart.

"Since ancient times, the salt and iron official camp. We TC have always only had salt sold by official families. ”

When Meng Li heard this, his heart moved, sure enough, the old man has seen a lot and knows a lot, no wonder as the saying goes: There is an old man in the family who has a treasure.

"Why? Can't civilians trade in salt and iron?"

"It can be, the profit is thin, it's just to earn a travel fee, our entire immortal country, there are only 3 salt mines. It seems that only 2 of them can still produce salt, and we often run out of stock. And the supply of goods is in the hands of the powerful, and the other links only have very meager profits, and there is no money to make!"

"There are only two salt mines that produce table salt, so why not extract salt from seawater?"

"The seawater on our side, the refined salt is too bitter! It is inedible at all, can the seawater on your side refine table salt?"

Hearing this, Meng Chu chuckled and neglected to verify the composition of the seawater here.

"It's also a salt mine. Meng Li was perfunctory and quickly asked the next question: "Grandpa Yin, why is the price so high?"

"The production cost of this salt mine is extremely low, and of the current price of 530 yuan, 450 yuan is tax, 60 yuan is freight, and we only have less than 10 yuan profit from selling salt. This is also the salt and iron official camp. ”

Meng Li wanted to ask some questions, but the store had already entered the store, so he had to give up, thank you and leave.

There were people coming and going on the street, Meng Li digested the information just now, if he could supply the Yin family at a price of 400 yuan and ensure that the supply was sufficient, he would naturally make money. And the premise is that chemist Liu Zibo can successfully refine table salt, otherwise everything is utopian.

Making money! Making money to support your family! Making money was very difficult in the previous life, is it so difficult in this life?

The cranky Meng Li walked past a money village, saw the god-like bodyguard standing at the door, and quickly dispelled the crooked thoughts, as for the loan, forget it, there is nothing in Dingnan Pass, and if you cross people, you may be beaten out.

I just walked two steps and saw a pawnshop next to the money bank. On a whim, I took it into account, and walked in with steady steps.

The pawnshop was deserted, with a few tables and chairs on the left and an account room on the right.

Meng Li coughed and said, "Is the shopkeeper there?"

The bookkeeper put down his abacus and smiled, "Do you have any valuables to keep?"

"Yes, it's very valuable, what about the shopkeeper?" Meng Li said pretendically.

"Okay! Wait, you'll give you a treat. ”

Two hours later, a man with a mustache came out, glanced at Meng Li, and saw that Meng Li was dressed strangely, and he was not a local.

"May I ask your surname?"

"In the Lower Mengli. ”

The pawnshop shopkeeper thought about it for a while, and there was no such person among the dignitaries and nobles he knew, not even the surname Meng. Immediately sneered. Holding his head high, he continued to ask:

"Then where is Meng Gongzi from?

"Meng traveled around cultivating immortals. ”

It turned out to be a casual cultivation that had eaten the last meal and the next meal, what good things should I have? The pawnshop shopkeeper who ate Ding Meng Li asked impatiently:

"What should you be?"

Meng Li could see from the pawnshopkeeper's demeanor that today's matter is almost yellow, and the pressure is great!

"I'm my magic weapon. ”

The pawnshop showcase pondered in his heart: I haven't seen a person cultivating immortals for many years, and the immortal cultivators in the immortal country have always been famous families, how can they cultivate immortals without money?

Therefore, immortal cultivators must have money at home! What immortals do they have no money to cultivate?

And today there is a casual cultivation who doesn't even have a teacher, seeing that his pace is heavy, his breath is unsteady, he must have no cultivation, he is a soft character, you can pinch it, haha, the weather is so good today!

After thinking about it, he was sure that he could eat Meng Li, so he said impatiently:

"Hurry up and let me see your magic weapon and estimate the price, I'm busy. ”

Meng Li took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to the pawnshop shopkeeper, running 10,000 grass and mud horses in his heart, but still restrained his emotions.

The pawnshop shopkeeper took his mobile phone and looked left and right, but he felt that it was very exquisite, and it must be a very good magic weapon. The value must be extremely high. Thinking about finding a treasure today. The momentum was fierce, and he said disdainfully:

"What is the use of this kind of, you can't eat or drink?"

Meng Li felt that if he couldn't reverse the situation at this time, the matter would be completely yellow. Steady emotions, take care to introduce:

"This treasure is made of the dark iron outside the sky, the essence of heaven and earth, and has been tempered for 99810 years. The gods can use this magic weapon to collect the souls of monsters, and there is also a wonderful use, that is, to pray for mortals, come, come with me to the magic weapon and say: eggplant!"

Meng Li stood beside the pawnshop shopkeeper with his mobile phone, stretched out his scissor hand and said, "Eggplant." At this time, in the face of sudden changes, the shopkeeper had to talk about eggplant because he was afraid of this magic weapon and the soul.

"Click. With a bang, Meng Li took a photo. Then turn it over to the shopkeeper.

"This is the moment before the dementor is empowered, shopkeeper, look, is the person standing next to me inside?" Meng Li said, pointing to the shopkeeper on the photo on his mobile phone.

Looking at the photo of Meng Li on the mobile phone just now, it was vivid, the two people in it, one was exactly the same as Meng Li in front of him, and the other was exactly the same as himself! The pawnshop shopkeeper was immediately stunned, and then remembered that this treasure was called a dementor, and it seemed that the soul of the person receiving it was real! For fear that he would lose his soul. suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said:

"Meng Gongzi, you can make a price. ”

"Hey, don't worry, you haven't seen the other functions of this magic weapon, come, say to the magic weapon: Please bless me safe!"

Meng Li turned on the mobile phone recording function, facing the pawnshop shopkeeper, the pawnshop shopkeeper was already a frightened bird at this time, reporting the mentality of Ning Trust, ten fingers folded, and said reverently to the mobile phone: "Please bless me with the magic weapon! Bless my family with safety! Bless my business and wealth..."

"Stop, stop, stop! It's too much, the magic weapon can't bless it, at most it will bless your family. ”

Meng Li interrupted the pawnshop shopkeeper's pious prayer, and then turned on the mobile phone This video, unfolded it is the shopkeeper to see, when the pawnshop shopkeeper saw the video of his pious prayer in the mobile phone, he was so frightened that he stepped back, sat on the chair behind him, and broke out in a cold sweat, and the pawnshop guy who saw the video just now was so frightened that he hid in the account room on the right, where he kept praying.

At this point, Meng Li felt that he had completely controlled the field, burst out with confidence, and asked:

"Shopkeeper, my magic weapon, soul dementor!~~ How much can I be?"

"Meng Gongzi, you can just make a price, how long it will be a job, you can come and take it at any time, no interest!"

Meng Li thought about it, sat down next to the pawnshop shopkeeper, stretched out a finger, shook it, stared at the pawnshop shopkeeper and didn't speak.

"Good, good, good!" the shopkeeper pulled a gold coin from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Meng Li saw that the value of 10,000 gold coins was met, and he felt that the money was not enough, so he snorted lightly, stared at the pawnshop shopkeeper, shook his fingers, and still didn't speak.

"Understood, understood!" The shopkeeper took out another 100,000 gold coin from his pocket and put it on the table.

Meng Li was calculating all kinds of expenses in his heart, staring at the pawnshop shopkeeper without making a sound.

"Got it, got it, it's all our pawnshop's belongings. The shopkeeper responded with a sad face, took out a gold bar from the underwear bag with a trembling hand and put it on the table, Meng Li didn't know how much it was worth.

It seems that there is a lot of money to be made in the dark, judging from the old-fashioned routine just now, this store is black enough!

"Well, bring it and I'll sign it!" Meng Li nodded.

The bookkeeper quickly wrote a voucher that read:

Today, I received a magic weapon from Meng Xianren, named: Dementor, live as 1.11 million, the term is unlimited, the interest is not counted, November 23, 1028 in the immortal calendar.

Meng Li waved his pen, and the pawnshop shopkeeper picked up the money and receipt with a trembling hand, and refused to hand it to Meng Li for a long time.

Meng Xuan said: Grass! This old boy shouldn't change his hexagram, he has to beat it again.

"My dementor!~~ I will store it with you for a few days to avoid embarrassment, you have to give me a good life to support and keep it, you know?" Meng Li stared at the pawnshop shopkeeper, deliberately dragging the word "dementor" for a long time.

"Don't worry! Rest assured! Meng Xianren, I will definitely put the soul in my family's ancestral tablet and worship every day!" After speaking, he immediately handed the receipt and money to Meng Li.

Meng Li picked up the receipt and money, and strode out of the pawnshop, his heart surging with passion and blood.