Qing Fen accepted his fate, carried two jars of wine, felt the 5 taels of silver in his pocket, gritted his teeth, and tried to cheer himself up.

Chu Qianqiu is not a god, so naturally he can't become a fine wine with these two jars in a short time, and the source of this wine is not someone else, but Xiao Changfeng, a famous landlord in Baixiang Town and the president of the Changfeng Chamber of Commerce.

After knocking Qing Fen unconscious, Chu Qianqiu first took him to the warehouse to tie him up, then returned home, took out a silver ticket of 30,000 taels, and went to Xiao Mansion while it was dark at night.

"Chu Baihu came to visit at night, is there a deal to do?" Xiao Changfeng immediately woke up from the hardwood bed, tidied up his clothes, and treated Chu Qianqiu with the strictest etiquette.

The Xiao family's compound is very comfortable, but Xiao Changfeng has never slept on a hardwood bed, and he also wears inner armor when he sleeps, so that he will not be too nostalgic for the enjoyment of life.

"I've heard some rumors that President Xiao has done some business on the rivers and lakes." Chu Qianqiu pondered, but unexpectedly, Xiao Changfeng replied very happily:

"Chu Baihu doesn't have to go around the bend, I did work as a broker, no, the five brothers of our Xiao family are all brokers."

"I'm the only one alive now."

"If Chu Baihu wanted the elixir of the Great Xia Kingdom, now Xiao no longer has this ability."

Xiao Changfeng seemed to have misunderstood something, thinking that Huang Qianhu had entrusted Chu Qianqiu and came to him to do some business.

He can only be honest.

"President Xiao is wrong, Qianqiu is not here to do such a big deal." It was the first time that Chu Qianqiu knew about the business that the Xiao family had done, smuggling elixir.

No wonder it's so rich.

Smuggling the elixir of the Great Xia Daomen to the Shenwu Dynasty, the huge profits are not more than ten times, but the mortality rate is also amazingly high, the five brothers are all doing the business of licking blood with knives, and the big people make a big profit, they can only make a small head, and they die at every turn.

After Xiao Changfeng dug up a few pots of gold, he washed his hands and didn't dry it, and his natural relationship network was also completely broken, of course, maybe he had some other deals, but he wouldn't tell Chu Qianqiu.

So Chu Qianqiu said his purpose, he was entrusted by Huang Qianhu to investigate Boss Wang's gang, so he hoped to come and do some business with Xiao Changfeng.

For example, buy some medicine to deal with the master of the iron cloth shirt, or ask his disciples to help protect the Dharma so that no accidents happen.

The father-in-law is naturally Chu Qianqiu's tiger skin, but for such a trivial matter, it is impossible for Xiao Changfeng to go to Huang Qianhu to confront him face to face.

"Chu Baihu is very thoughtful." Xiao Changfeng looked at each other in some surprise.

As the saying goes, he is young and vigorous, obviously to investigate a few splashy and trivial things that are not worth mentioning, he actually came to himself to buy some drugs specially to deal with the masters, and asked his own doormen to help, so as not to have an accident.

Regardless of how strong their own doormen are, they are all good at accumulating energy, unless there is a congenital master in the splash, otherwise they can't turn the sky.

"I don't know if President Xiao is willing to take this deal."

If it is money, Chu Qianqiu naturally has it, but Xiao Changfeng doesn't seem to want money, but instead says it seriously.

"Xiaopang is an unsuccessful child, and I hope that Chu Baihu will take care of it more in the future."

"Uncle Xiao, don't worry, Chubby is very popular and smart." Chu Qianqiu knew that the matter was done, so he opened his mouth and comforted him.

"He's just too smart, he knows everything, he has talent, but he's afraid of hardship and tiredness."

"It's all because the old man spoiled him too much when he was a child, so he couldn't endure hardship, knowing that we were businessmen, spinning up and down, but still thinking that there would be wine and drunk today."

"Iron-clad soldiers, flowing merchants."

Hereditary military households like Chu Qianqiu, passed down from generation to generation, are the same as the country, how long the Shenwu Dynasty can live, they can eat as long as the hardcore crops can eat, otherwise the blood tax will not be paid in vain.

As long as the family is not extinct, it can maintain a bottom line, unlike a businessman like Xiao Changfeng, who is rich and glorious in this life, and after encountering things, Xiaopang can only be a green skin.

"We are not salt merchants in Haizhou, we have a hereditary business to do."

"You can use pills to pile up gas accumulation, but you can't do innate." Xiao Changfeng shook his head, looking helpless.

Chu Qianqiu has seen Xiao Changfeng many times, but he has never seen him like this, could it be that something happened to the Xiao family, which is related to Governor Zheng?

"Xiaopang is our classmate, and the apprentices in the martial arts hall are all family." Chu Qianqiu said thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Xiao Changfeng smiled, and then Chu Qianqiu saw how well prepared a broker who could survive the rolling of the rivers and lakes was.

Ten great tonics, powerful potions, disguise masks, hidden weapons and crossbow arrows, etc.

I'm afraid that even the innate master can die of yin.

"The virtuous nephew is thoughtful, but he still lacks some experience."

"The so-called villain's revenge, from morning to night, the virtuous nephew is a promising person, so naturally his identity cannot be exposed."

"This rainstorm pear flower needle is just right for self-defense."

"I have a Fu Bo, who is deaf and dumb, and he is also a master of qi accumulation, so let him follow the virtuous nephew, how about it?"

Xiao Changfeng was also thoughtful, dividing five by two, he made up for Chu Qianqiu's shortcomings in details, and also sent a deaf and dumb old man to follow and protect Chu Qianqiu.

This also made Chu Qianqiu understand more why the other brokers couldn't get anything in the rivers and lakes, and they died in Huangquan, while Xiao Changfeng was not only able to get silver, but also washed his hands in a golden basin.

Of course, his meaning by doing this is obvious, the Chu family has hardcore crops, has deep military relations, and has been the head snake here for generations.

Don't look at the Xiao family's wealth, it's just a generation, the backstage he can rely on is Governor Zheng, in the last few cycles, Chu Qianqiu already knew that there was a gap between the two sides, and the end was worrying.

For the future of the family, even if it is a hundred households that have just become adults, Xiao Changfeng will work hard to make friends and pass on this favor to his son.

Chu Qianqiu naturally smiled at this, what can increase the chance of winning, he is not afraid of owing a little favor, just help each other in the future, the apprentices of the martial arts hall will be in the army in the future, and they will all be honored.

After making these sufficient preparations, Chu Qianqiu brought something to find Qingfen, gave him two jars of fine wine, and asked him to make up for the gang boss Wang.

At this time, the night is thick, and the Chunfeng Building is still chic and brightly lit.

Baixiang Town is backed by green mountains, rich in medicinal materials, foreign merchants are endless, this merchant is depressed, and there are few people who do not go to this gold cave to live happily when they arrive in the town.

When the three of them arrived, it was as lively as ever.

Chu Qianqiu and Qing Fen each changed their clothes, and the deaf and dumb master Fu Bo followed Chu Qianqiu to prevent him from being in danger.

"Guest, we don't want to bring our own drinks here." When the attendant saw Qing Fen carrying two jars of wine, he hurriedly reminded in a low voice.

"Then with this, can you bring it?" Chu Qianqiu stretched out his hand, took out 1 tael of silver, and put it in the attendant's hand, and the attendant's face instantly bloomed.

"Guest officer, please inside."

"Is Boss Wang from West Street here? Our young master came to invite him to drink. Qingfen hurriedly inquired.

"Then I must have come, and I also invited a Taoist leader from the Yuanyang faction, who was in Room 7 on the second floor, listening to Miss Su play the pipa." The attendant is also a clever man, and he knows exactly where his regular customers come from.

"Is there an empty room next door to room 7?" Chu Qianqiu put another 1 tael of silver.

"Yes, Boss Wang likes to be quiet, and when he comes, he will wrap the private room next door together."

"That's a good relationship, I've been a good brother with him for many years, he won't mind."

and another tael of silver, and put it up.

"No problem, arrange it for Ye immediately."

On the second floor of Chunfeng Building, two thugs were sitting boredly on the ground drawing cards, playing the ghost king of that size.

Boss Wang is very harsh to ordinary younger brothers, knocking bones and sucking marrow, blacker than the landlord's old wealth, but he is quite generous to his own personal bodyguards, giving them martial arts cheats, giving them silver and happiness, and buying them ginseng stew.

Just like a general who drinks the blood of soldiers, he often keeps his family in captivity and provides good food and drink to his cronies, which also raises some of their arrogance.

"Who's coming?" The two bodyguards were playing cards when they suddenly heard footsteps, immediately stood up, and asked warily

"Two masters, it's me, Qingfen." Qing Fen carried two jars of wine and shouted flatteringly.

"You little, what are you doing here? Don't you want to open meat. ”

"You skinny monkey, how can you make this meat?"

The two laughed, the two of them don't like this little ghost either, at first glance, it looks like the goods of the drill camp, maybe they will come from behind and rob their bodyguard seats, so the relationship between the three of them is not good on weekdays.

That's right, open meat for you two bastards to make up for your body.

This is a great supplement, why don't you put poison and poison you two bastards.

Qing Fen gritted his teeth and scolded in his heart, but his face was smiling like a chrysanthemum.

"Two masters, good thing."

"There was a merchant who heard the reputation of the boss and insisted that I send two jars of wine, good wine."

"I didn't think of the hard work of the two masters, so I specially sent it for you to taste." Qing Fen smiled very humbly, and the two sides knew each other, these two bodyguards came to this Chunfeng Building no less than forty or fifty times, and they had not had an accident, so naturally they didn't think that drinking a little wine at work was nothing.

The boss is still drinking flower wine inside.

As he spoke, Qing Fen opened a jar of wine, and sure enough, the wine was fragrant, and immediately hooked out the gluttonous worms in the stomachs of the two.

"We have a caretaker ......"

"And it's the boss's wine ......"

"The boss's wine, isn't it also our wine, let's just drink a jar, and we won't be able to get out of the matter."

"Then room 6 is looking at the door, I don't think anyone will come."

Qing Fen was really clever, and he talked to the two of them with one mouth, so he opened room No. 6 and drank wine together.

And Chu Qianqiu took the opportunity to go to room 8, took out the eavesdropping equipment, and put it on the wall.

I have to sigh that President Xiao's equipment is really diverse.

With this deaf effect, there was a noise next door.

"Let's congratulate Dao Chang Wu again on becoming an outer disciple of the Yuanyang Sect, and the road to martial arts will be smooth from now on."

"Lift, Boss Wang is too lifted."

"If it weren't for the idea you came up with, let me pretend to be internally injured, how could I satisfy the steward of the outer gate?" The Udo chief said vaguely.

"Everything is thanks to the blessing of Boss Wang, come, I will toast you!"

"You're polite, you're polite, in the final analysis, it's the credit of Miss Baizhu, what credit can Wang have?"

What a bunch of turtle bastards.

Chu Qianqiu's fingers couldn't help but make a sound.

He likes to cultivate the Great Monument Wrestler too much.

I'm going to practice 36 hands again tonight.