"Top-grade wood spirit root?"

Chen Yonglin looked at Feng Ping in surprise, you know, he is only a middle-grade spiritual root, and this person in front of him has obviously passed the age of the best qi introduction into the body, but he can still awaken the high-grade spiritual root?

If it is pushed forward by three years, wouldn't it be possible to be the Heavenly Spirit Root!

"Dian Chen! Thanks a lot! Appreciate! ”

Feng Ping clasped his hands into fists and then saluted.

Expressions and words can't hide the excitement!

The stone door slammed shut, Yuan Fengwen floated in, he looked at the two of them, his face was elongated and very ugly.

Whoever still slaps himself in the face will not look good, let alone a monk in the Crystallization Realm?

"Don't you want to thank Deacon Yuan?" Chen Yonglin glared at Feng Ping and reminded.

"Thank you Deacon Yuan, this great kindness, Niu will definitely remember it in his heart and never forget it!" Feng Ping turned around, faced Yuan Fengwen, and saluted again.

As for kindness?

That's just talk!

"Deacon Yuan, we have other things to do, farewell!"

After that, Chen Yonglin led Feng Ping to go out.

"Wait!"

"What else is the matter with the deacons?"

"Since he has already drawn qi into his body, why doesn't he enter the Chengxian Hall to practice? There are still more than eight months, which is enough! ”

Faced with Yuan Fengwen's questioning, Chen Yonglin explained: "Deacon, the prefect still has important things for him to do. ”

"Humph!"

The deacon of Dengxian Pavilion snorted coldly, his face was like earth.

Moved Zhang Yonglie out again!

"Farewell!"

This time, there was no one to stop him.

Chen Yonglin led Feng Ping all the way to the Yamen of the prefect of Shuntian Mansion!

"Warden, this is it?"

Although Feng Ping was not worried about his realm and true identity being exposed, he didn't expect that he would have to see Zhang Yonglie so soon!

"Be honest in the future, ask you what to answer truthfully, whether you can take over Zhao's business, it's all up to you!"

"Yes, my lord, Niu will not let you down."

Feng Ping looked at the other party's expression and knew the true meaning of that sentence.

The so-called truthful answer is just a selective answer, and some questions naturally cannot be said directly.

The truth often brings catastrophe!

Feng Ping followed Chen Yonglin all the way through the Bichi rockery and the forest courtyard, bypassing the official place in the right room, and came to the place where Zhang Yonglie met guests.

Of course, even Chen Yonglin, the household warden who was directly responsible to the prefect, needed to send someone to report if he wanted to see the prefect Zhang.

The two waited outside the house for a while, and after getting the answer, they pushed the door and entered, and saw Zhang Yonglie, the prefect of Shuntian Mansion!

The only monk in the Jindan Realm at the moment!

Feng Ping had heard about it a long time ago, and he thought that when he met, he was a monk with magical powers and a distorted body, but he didn't expect that the other party would be normal.

There is even a sense of holiness all over the body!

How can there be a little bit of the unique "taste" of Jindan monks?

At this moment, Zhang Yonglie is holding a brush in his hand, crouching in front of the desk, splashing ink with his hands, and is showing pride.

Feng Ping and Chen Yonglin stood quietly aside, waiting quietly.

At this time, how could he come forward and speak without knowing each other?

Looking for death?

After waiting for about a stick of incense, Zhang Yonglie put down the brush, straightened up, raised his head, and looked at the young man not far away.

A vague smile appeared on his face, and this smile made Feng Ping shudder!

A supernatural monk is a supernatural monk, and it must not be underestimated!

"Do you know why tobacco is so profitable, why is it a forbidden thing?"

Zhang Yonglie's first question not only caught Feng Ping off guard, but even Chen Yonglin on the side secretly said that it was not good.

The question has become almost an unspeakable secret.

Great Xia is banned, and the provincial capital is banned.

But there's this business everywhere!

Some even traveled thousands of miles to send supernatural monks, just to deliver the tobacco!

Feng Ping took a deep breath, although he had never observed tobacco by himself, the memories of his previous life told him that this thing was definitely not a good thing.

And the reason why it's not a good thing is this one reason!

"Addictive!"

"Addicted?" Zhang Yonglie smacked these two words, no one has ever described them like this.

Often, whether it is the people in the city or the monks of the Xianmen, they are all called by such elegant names as "fairy grass".

It's the first time someone has pointed it out for a while!

"Let me ask you again, most of the people who smoke tobacco are mortals, and it doesn't matter if mortals live or die, so why should they ban it?"

Here it comes!

Feng Ping really thought about this problem!

"Your Excellency, I think that although it doesn't matter whether mortals live or die, if they all come to smoke tobacco, who will cultivate it? Who will weave the cloth? Who will do the business?

Mortals are the cornerstone of the monk's survival, and once the mortal is gone, the monk is not far from extinction! ”

After listening to Feng Ping's words, Zhang Yonglie had a smile on his face, and he praised him without hesitation: "You have a little bit of vision, and you think more far-reaching than those Xianmen monks who only think about doing business and oppressing the people. ”

"The prefect praises falsely!"

Feng Ping saluted again, which can be regarded as a compliment.

"One last question." Zhang Yonglie's smile retracted, and his expression became serious, "Since you are already a monk, why do you still care about silver taels?" ”

"Wealth is the land of the law, wealth is the first, monks and immortals, naturally all kinds of resources are indispensable. Lord Yu, taking over the Zhao family's business is not to make a fortune, but to get rid of Feng Ping with the hands of Mingle Palace.

As for the proceeds from the sale of tobacco, in addition to the daily expenses of maintaining the commercial house, all of them were handed over to the prefect's yamen! ”

Chen Yonglin on the side chuckled in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any abnormality, he was ready to go out of the prefect's yamen and question the other party again!

As for Feng Ping? How could he not understand Zhang Yonglie's words?

Although the other party is a prefect, he also has to abide by the rules of the game, and he and the Great Xia Dynasty behind him are the maintainers of order.

If you only know how to ask for it blindly like Xianmen, then Shuntianfu is in danger!

And there's another important reason!

Behind all the money-making businesses, there are definitely the shadows of the three immortal gates of Dongxuan Mansion, Mingle Palace, and Wuyin Sect!

The people of Shuntianfu can only make ends meet and get rich!

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Yonglie suddenly burst out laughing.

Talking to smart people is a hassle-free!

"Just went to Dengxian Pavilion? What do you think? Did you successfully induce air into your body? ”

"Lord Yu, the top-grade wood spirit root."

Zhang Yonglie was obviously stunned, "Top-grade? ”

"Exactly!"

"Good, good! Good quality! If you take care of your business, I can take you with me when I transfer you back to the capital! ”

Chen Yonglin on the side was shocked!

He didn't expect Governor Zhang to say such a thing!

Is this Niu Dali really that good?

You must know that although the top-grade spiritual roots are not as many as cow hairs, they are not a few!

The real rarity is the Heavenly Spirit Root!

"But only if you survive!" Zhang Yonglie's face suddenly turned pale, and his words changed, "In order to draw out Feng Ping, we naturally won't send a monk to stay by your side all the time, so that the other party will definitely not be in danger." ”

"And what you have to do is to survive the opponent's attack as much as possible!"

"How is that possible?!" Chen Yonglin said subconsciously.

Feng Ping's face also became extremely ugly.

However, there was a snickering joy in his heart.

I wish you didn't come!