Chapter Seventy-One: A Grain of Sand, a Mountain
New Year, mid-month.
The atmosphere of Qinghefang became subtle overnight.
Not to mention that people are panicked, they are also a little absent-minded.
Up to the Jumbo Xuan and Duobao Lou, the big merchants who support the faΓ§ade of Qinghefang, down to the small casual cultivation that has opened a small shop in the workshop with some craftsmanship, and even those passers-by, there is a sense of inconsistency.
Even if Meng Zhou was in retreat in Qingjingju and stayed at home, he was still affected.
On this day, the light body talisman broke through to the consummation level, and the light body technique also took advantage of the situation to have the level of the grandmaster level, in order to reward, Meng Zhou also walked out of the door rarely, and specially ordered a few delicious and high-priced spiritual foods in the small dining hall of Qingjingju.
While waiting for the food, a middle-aged man came up to greet him with a smile.
"Who are you?"
After the other party's introduction, Meng Zhou knew that Qingjingju had unconsciously changed owners.
As for the original proprietor, when he introduced him, he was a little sour, but he said with some envy: "He, go to Xiancheng to enjoy happiness." β
Meng Zhou was stunned.
This is the hottest topic in Qinghefang at the moment, and he took the opportunity to talk a few more words.
Only then did Meng Zhou know that Qingxuanzong had made some refinements to his opinions.
The qualification to buy immortal city with spirit stones was not limited to the various shareholding forces, but some of them were released in the form of bidding auctions.
Qinghefang is the key incubation project of Qingxuanzong before, right under his nose, and over the past few decades, he has created many monks with rich savings.
In this wave of qualified sales, Meng Zhou does not know how many leeks have been cut in Qinghefang, but many shops have changed owners, but everyone can see it.
It turned out that the old man who had been operating in Qinghefang for decades was unconsciously replaced by some strange new faces.
Such a change in Qinghefang would be impossible without the nod of the head of Qingxuanzong.
On the way back to the house, Meng Zhou pondered this matter in his heart, and the more he pondered it, the more he felt that it meant deeply.
He was about to step into the house when he suddenly stopped.
"As the largest shareholder of Xiancheng, Qingxuanzong can get the largest share of the income from the sale of quotas.
After decades of stable operation, Qinghefang has gradually formed a perfect ecology.
Even if Qingxuanzong has never relaxed its attention to Qinghe Fang, but the so-called policies and countermeasures, the monks in the workshop will naturally find a set of corresponding ways to play, and Zhuo Qianyun's existence cannot be an exception.
Now, this ecology has been directly stirred up, Qinghefang has once again turned into chaos, and Qingxuanzong, as the only arbiter of order, will be better implemented.
Even, with the experience of the previous decades, Qinghefang will be managed by Qingxuanzong even more watertightly. β
In this wave of harvesting, Qingxuanzong counted it in one fell swoop and won hemp.
"So, senior brother in charge, he is actually a sixth brother."
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In the second half of the first month, with the arrival of a huge spaceship, the atmosphere in Qinghefang was completely boiling.
And the day after that, Meng Zhou called Chen Yong and Chen Cong brothers to Qingjingju.
Meng Zhou put forty medium-grade spirit stones in front of the two brothers, and the two brothers looked at these forty medium-grade spirit stones, and they were not surprised, but they were a little silent.
According to tradition, Meng Zhou will give them the monthly dividend on the last day of the month.
Because of his intentional control, the two brothers were able to get forty medium-grade spirit stones every month.
It stands to reason that there are still a few days left for the dividend of the first month.
But the two brothers were not the least surprised by the scene in front of them.
After a moment of silence, Chen Yong asked, "Brother Zhou, have you decided?" β
Meng Zhou nodded: "Yes." β
Chen Yong nodded and said, "It's also, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." β
As he spoke, he held the tea cup in front of him with both hands and said, "Brother Zhou, then my brothers and I wish you success in building a foundation here, and the road is promising!" β
Next to him, Chen Cong also picked up the teacup with both hands.
"Thank you!" Meng Zhou smiled and picked up the teacup and gently knocked one with them.
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The two brothers walked on the road and were silent for a while, but Chen Cong couldn't help but sigh regretfully.
It's hard to go from luxury to frugality.
Although they knew that the general trend was unstoppable, his brothers did not have any position to let Brother Zhou not go.
But without such a thick thigh, the brothers are going back to the days of eating bran vegetables, how can he have no regrets in his heart.
was in distress, Chen Cong suddenly found that the two of them were not on the way home, and the eldest brother took him into an alleyway.
"Hey, brother, where are you taking me?"
At this moment, Chen Yong had already pushed open a door and walked in directly.
In the room, a woman was holding a first-order lower grade talisman pen in her hand, dipped in ordinary ink to outline the lines on the white paper, and raised her head in astonishment when she heard the movement.
Seeing the two people who entered the house directly, her frowning brows relaxed slightly, but her face was not too good-looking, she looked at Chen Yong and said unhappily: "Why are you here again?" β
Chen Yong asked directly: "What you said ten days ago can still be counted?" β
"Ten days ago? What words? The woman thought for a moment, and then suddenly, laughed and said, "Make a count, you take two hundred medium-grade spirit stones first!" β
She was about to slap her face and taunt when she heard a "pop" sound, and two spirit stone bags were thrown in front of her.
Her body immediately froze.
"You order." Chen Yong said calmly.
She hesitated for a moment, but slowly stretched out her hand and tapped it carefully.
There are one hundred spirit stones in each bag, no more, no less, just two hundred.
She was suddenly so excited that she couldn't help herself, grabbed the two spirit stone bags, and was about to go out.
Chen Yong's figure flashed, directly blocking in front of her.
She looked at Chen Yong and said eagerly: "Get out of the way, time waits for no one, and this opportunity may be missed after a while!" β
Chen Yong shook his head and said, "Don't worry, things come one by one, I did what I agreed, now it's your turn." β
The woman clutched the two bags of spirit stones tightly, glared at him hatefully, gritted her silver teeth, and even reached out and pushed him twice on his shoulder, but at this moment, Chen Yong was like an iron tower, where could she push.
Finally, she closed her eyes, looked like she was being slaughtered, and said hatefully: "Hurry up! β
Chen Yong said to Chen Cong, who was stunned next to him: "Second brother, you wait for me for a while." β
As he spoke, he threw down Chen Cong and walked to the house with the reluctant female cultivator.
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Listening to the movement coming from the inner room without a soundproof array, Chen Cong was numb.
He has always thought that his brother is calmer than him and more thoughtful about things, but his thinking is inevitably a little rigid because of this, and he has no courage to look forward and backward.
But now he knows that he is still young.
After a long time, Chen Yong reappeared, the woman followed closely beside him, the person was still the same person just now, but it seemed to have completely become another person, Chen Cong's eyes were a little straight for a while.
"Second brother, what are you doing in a daze, don't call me sister-in-law! Remember, in the future, she will be your sister-in-law! β
"Huh? Oh! Hello sister-in-law! Chen Cong hurriedly said hello.
Half an hour later, an old man with a mole on the left side of his face handed the woman a copy of the deed and said with relief: "Let's run it well." β
The woman choked up and said, "Master! β
If it weren't for this relationship, how could she have taken over this shop at such a cheap price?
The old man just waved his hand, looked at Chen Yong next to her, and said, "You are also a heart, Xiaoying is a good woman, in the future, you can live a good life." β
After the old man left, Chen Yong said to Chen Cong: "This shop will be handed over to you to run in the future, and your sister-in-law will concentrate on making talismans." β
After a brief discussion, he took the woman away.
Chen Cong watched his eldest brother leave the store with his sister-in-law, who had just known him for less than half a day, and went to the miscellaneous courtyard, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, and watched the two go away.
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On the thirtieth day of the first lunar month, this is the last day of the spacecraft's stay in Qinghefang.
Meng Zhou walked out of the quiet residence again and silently integrated into the market.
As he passed through a deserted alley, his high-grade robe changed into a different style.
Bones, muscles, and skin change like dough, and soon, "Zhou Qiang" disappeared without a trace.
Because in addition to the undisguised old state, this is him in his previous life.
The Consummation Disguise Technique can transform into another person from the bone level, plus Meng Zhou has removed Zhou Qiang's title, and his soul and appearance are completely consistent, even if he is in front of him, it is impossible to find any flaws.
Meng Zhou came to the open space where the spaceship was parked.
"What's the name?"
"Meng Zhou."
Soon, under the guidance of a special person, Meng Zhou entered a room.
Twenty minutes later, he walked out of the room, exchanging a freshly drawn Grandmaster-level Breath Charm for a ticket.
As the spaceship slowly took off, Meng Zhou and the others gathered on the deck, leaning on the railing to look down on the smaller and smaller Qinghe Fang below.
Next to him, an old man with a mole on the left side of his face was saying goodbye to an old friend he had been with for decades.
"Goodbye, Qinghefang."