Yu Zecheng's subordinates, Ye Qing and others, took Wu Tiju's letter of recommendation to Bailie.

Wu Ti's heart jumped, but his face was confused: "What? Black Tiger Army? This, this! Oh I don't know, of course I don't! Otherwise, how dare I recommend it to the Lu family! Oh my God, they're actually soldiers from Lingxu City? ”

He blamed himself: "This is, this is really ......"

Master Yang concealed the disdain in his heart. Anyway, there is nowhere to check, of course Wu Tiju denied it.

"In short, the kingdom division has the meaning of reprimand." Bailie has always been under the wing of Mu Guo, but he secretly plotted with the Baijia people, which is easy to provoke Mu Guo's nerves.

Mu Guo is unhappy, Bailie has to be careful.

Fortunately, Wang Guoshi only "reprimanded", and the father and son of the Lu family turned over the letter and pondered it for two days before they were sure that Wang Guoshi had no intention of pursuing it further, and his heart was much more relaxed.

"Wang Guoshi also said that Bailie should cooperate with Yangshan for a win-win situation, and the Lu family should be good-neighborly and friendly with the Lord of Hedao, move around more sincerely, and have less estrangement." Master Yang smiled bitterly, "So, Yangshan's store is here, and Uncle Lu is also here today." ”

Wu Tiju stroked his chin: "In other words, with the letter of the Kingdom Master, Yangshan Islands can open a shop in Bailie to do business, and He Lingchuan himself can come and go freely in Bailie from now on?" ”

"Pretty much." Master Yang gave his lord a respect, "It's the same for the Lu family to go to the Yangshan Islands, it's very safe and preferential." ”

Wu Tiju said with a smile: "It's not that I said, the kingdom division is quite lenient. ”

Master Yang shrugged.

None of them knew the origin of Bailie and Lingshan. Wang Xingyi, as the decision-maker of Lingshan, has the right to give orders to Bailie even if he does not use his identity as a national teacher of Mu Guo.

At this time, an acquaintance came over to say hello, and Master Yang waved his hand to Wu Ti and left.

After being full of wine and food, the platform task was completed, and Wu Tiju also said goodbye to He Lingchuan. The latter immediately stuffed him with a gift list:

"A small specialty is not a tribute, and someone has already sent it to your house."

"Yo, Lord He is too polite!" Wu Tiju's face smiled like a flower, and he said politely, but the action of receiving the gift order was very smooth, "If there are any difficulties in the Yangshan Islands in Blade Harbor, just mention it, let's find a way to solve it together." ”

The door to the future of Yangshan Islands is completely open.

"With Wu Tiju's words, I'm so relieved!" He Lingchuan said goodbye to him.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both satisfied. In the past, I didn't know where it was blown by the sea breeze.

It wasn't until midnight that the restaurant finally closed.

Heminglou has signed several large orders today, and a few large customers alone have set a total of more than 113,000 barrels of palm oil. Counting the other specialties sold piecemeal, He Lingchuan has actually made a good start.

Several of the lists have been negotiated a long time ago, and Ding Zuodong and Guan Ke have done their best these days;

But most of the big orders are temporarily parachuted.

Merchants were satisfied with the islands' products. Today, Longji Building opened, everyone eats and drinks to get some kickbacks, and everyone is happy.

In the afternoon, batches of goods were loaded and set off one after another.

The configuration of Hurricane + Emperor Slurry has caused trouble for the Yangshan Islands, but He Lingchuan has now taken advantage.

The response of Blade Port is not effective against natural disasters, warehouses, ships, and personnel have suffered great losses, and a large number of goods to be handed over have either been blistered or fired, and palm oil buyers have empty orders in their hands.

The store in Yangshan Islands had just opened, and the goods were not damaged much, so Ding Zuodong and Guan Ke received a large number of orders. This is the reason why He Lingchuan did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to arrange windproof enchantments everywhere in the Yangshan Islands:

Let all the merchants know that there is a commodity here in the Yangshan Islands, and they will definitely be able to mention the goods.

The loss of others is his opportunity.

Crisis crisis, crisis is organic, but only those who survive can enjoy rich dividends.

Moonlight is like water.

The cool breeze of October hangs on the clothes, and it is still gentle and gentle.

The storm of the previous day seems to have never existed.

He Lingchuan stood on the second floor of Longji Restaurant, looking up at a bright moon.

When he first arrived at Blade Harbor, there were only a dozen people with him;

In less than two rounds, he gained a firm foothold in the Yangshan Islands and opposite the hundred columns.

After many trials, he and the Yangshan Islands can finally make great strides.

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Lingxu City, Autumn Palace.

It had just snowed the day before in the imperial capital, and the black porch eaves were covered with a thick plain white. The maple garden in the Autumn Palace is still full of golden red, and the sunset on the horizon is glamorous-

The maple forest here has always stopped at the most beautiful and gorgeous late autumn.

The small pavilion in the forest has an open window, and the frost leaf national master is picking up a pen to paint.

The autumn scenery outside the window is a must in Lingxu City, but he paints white mountains and black waters, gloomy jungles, bubbling swamps, and deer grazing by the water.

Not far away, there seemed to be a small figure hiding in the long grass, staring at the fawn.

Xi Yunhe was boiling tea on the side, without saying a word.

Frost Leaf likes to paint when he thinks, and he doesn't want to be disturbed.

His paintings are hard to find in Lingxu City, and dignitaries are proud of their family collections of one and a half volumes.

With a pop, a black-capped white-throated tern landed on a five-clawed maple tree outside the window and vibrated its wings a few times.

Here comes the messenger.

This small bird can fly tens of thousands of miles over long distances, and is a good helper for sending letters.

Xi Yunhe hurriedly walked over and stretched out his hand, and the tern spat out two letters from his throat to him.

The envelopes were almost as big as the birds.

The storage space for poultry is usually a sac, or a storage ring on the foot.

Xi Yunhe fed the tern a small elixir that benefits yuan and replenishes qi, rested for a while, walked back to Xiaoxie by himself, and gently put the letter on the desk of the Frost Leaf National Master.

Frost Leaf didn't raise his head and continued to paint.

The iron kettle on the small stove boiled, and the boiling water gurgled. Xi Yunhe carefully brewed a cup of hot tea and handed it to the desk.

It wasn't until three-quarters of the way the whole painting was completed that the Frost Leaf National Master put aside his pen for the time being, picked up the two letters on the desk, opened one first, and pulled out a few complete pieces of stationery.

He glanced twice, his brow furrowing slightly.

Although this expression was subtle, Xi Yunhe knew that the letter was probably very contentious.

Sure enough, the Frost Leaf National Master looked at it for a longer time, and seemed to scrutinize it a little, and then handed the letter to Xi Yunhe:

"Your old friend has news."

Friends? I have changed my face incognito, what old friends can I have? Xi Yunhe took it with both hands, hurriedly glanced at it, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"He Xiao?"

"The letter was sent by Yu Zecheng. After tracking the crypt spider, he went to the Yangshan Islands and found that the owner of the island was He Xiao. Frost Leaf National Master smiled, "Lingxu City farewell, He Xiao who has no news." ”

(End of chapter)