The ghost market is already low-lying, and the black market is even deeper than the ghost market, and even in broad daylight, the light is blocked by the ravines above.

Night

I can't see my fingers.

Fortunately, the shops and stalls on both sides provided a slight halo, otherwise even the people in front of them would not know, and they collided together.

If he hadn't known that he was now in the city, Fang Zheng would have mistakenly thought that he had arrived in a hidden tunnel.

'In the land of Zhaonan Mansion, there is such a place? ’

Glancing around him, he shook his head secretly.

This place is obviously not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, and the fact that the ghost city can develop and grow to this point in a single place also shows that the influence of the imperial court is insufficient.

"Ding......

The vendor on the side sat cross-legged on the futon, holding two pieces of iron in his hand and gently colliding, sparks sputtering, and the things on the stall were faintly visible.

Salt induction!

If people don't eat salt, their limbs will be weak, and they will not be able to do any heavy physical work, let alone practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies.

Therefore, salt is extremely important to both people and the imperial court.

The imperial court set up the sale of salt as a franchise, and issued salt to salt merchants who met the requirements, and the salt without salt was private salt.

In order to achieve the effect of deterring salt dealers, the imperial court imposed a heavy penalty on the sale of illicit salt.

At worst, they will be imprisoned or beheaded.

However, the price of salt is not low, and the money from buying salt has led to the extremely high price of official salt, so the private salt business has been repeatedly banned.

Even in order to confront the officers and soldiers of the imperial court, many large salt dealers had to organize their own armed forces, and even many salt dealer leaders evolved from a merchant selling illicit salt to a powerful person on the side of the trouble.

Illicit salt is not allowed to be sold.

Salt can be introduced.

If the smuggler can get his hands on the salt, the smuggled salt can also become official salt, but the salt of the yamen is actually put here for sale.

Speaking of which......

It's ridiculous too!

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng stepped forward.

Ordinary items are sold in ghost markets, and most of them are extremely rare to be on the black market.

Such as all kinds of ferocious beasts, rare birds, magic materials, and even a young lady who is said to be from a famous family, the price is clearly marked.

The many goods are eye-opening.

After a brief observation, Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze and went straight to his destination.

"...... Uproar"

Lifting the curtain, he walked into a nondescript looking shop.

At the back of the long table sat a young girl in Tsing Yi, who raised her head when she heard the sound, with a tempered smile on her face, and said in a crisp voice:

"Welcome, guest officer!"

Fang Zheng glanced at the audience, his brows furrowed:

"This is the Thousand Machines Pavilion?"

"Not bad." The girl nodded:

"Qianji Pavilion sells all kinds of news, ancient secrets, past events, current hot spots, and even the boudoir of the beauties of the rivers and lakes is no exception."

"As long as we have it, as long as Childe can afford the price, any news can be bought and sold here."

"......" Fang Zheng looked at the girl, his expression gradually became suspicious, and he suddenly spoke:

"What are you?"

It was very impolite to ask, but the girl's face did not fluctuate, she just smiled and showed the portal behind her.

"Haha......"

Laughter came from inside the door, and a dwarf no more than four feet tall walked out of it, nodding towards Fang Zheng and smiling:

"This friend has good eyesight, my little cui is a puppet created by the Mo family's masters, it is enough to be fake, and my friend is the third person to see through it on the spot."

"Puppets?"

Fangzheng's eyes contracted:

"What a clever Mo family trick!"

He didn't pay attention at first, but when he got closer, he noticed that the girl's expression was stiff, and her eyes were dull when she spoke.

Observing carefully, I found that everything about the girl was different from ordinary people.

"yes."

The dwarf nodded, and reached out on the arm of the girl in Tsing Yi, and actually tore off a layer of skin membrane, revealing something dense inside that resembled a gear.

The girl subconsciously retracted her arms, and the gears also rotated, and her flexibility was the same as that of ordinary people.

"The Mojia Technique is something that can make people breathtaking, but the method of injecting the soul into this puppet to bring it back to life is really amazing."

He smiled, waved the girl back, and asked:

"What do you want to buy?"

Fang Zheng's eyes followed the girl in Tsing Yi, and there was still consternation in his eyes.

Modern society also has mechanical prosthetics and robots, but they are far from the form in science fiction movies, and they can be described as fake at a glance.

And this girl ......

Fantastic!

How can a puppet of another world reach this level?

Since you can make humanoid puppets vividly, can you also make things like sniper rifles and airplanes?

"Brother?"

"Brother, come back to your senses."

The dwarf waved his hand, which also made Fang Zheng sober up from his cranky thoughts.

"I'm sorry."

He arched his hand:

"I was too surprised for a while."

"Understood." The gnome nodded:

"When I first saw it, my performance was not as good as my brother's."

"Ahem!"

Fang Zheng coughed lightly and said:

"I want news of the Wanbao Pavilion Chen family."

"The Chen family?" The dwarf's face was full of confusion and he smiled:

"This is the recent hot market, Chenghui thirty taels of gold."

"Thirty taels of gold?" Slight change in color of the square front:

"The situation of the Chen family can be known now with a little inquiry, thirty taels of silver is acceptable, and thirty taels of gold...... Your Excellency is asking for too much, isn't it? ”

"Not really." The gnome shook his head:

"Other people's information is not as comprehensive as Qianji Pavilion, and the information obtained from him is definitely accurate, but the reputation of Qianji Pavilion as a child without deception cannot be faked."

"Brother." He spoke earnestly:

"Qianji Pavilion has the latest news of the Chen family, and there may be a chance to get rich overnight, it depends on whether you can grasp it."

"Compared to that, what is a mere thirty taels of gold?"

"......" Fang Zheng did not say anything.

"That's it." The dwarf sighed lightly:

"How about I add a collection of recent news from Zhaonan Mansion? No matter how cheap it is, you will definitely not be able to be the master in the future. ”

"Deal!"

Fang Zheng finally nodded, and asked casually:

"If I want to buy something from the Yin genus, where should I go?"

"This news is a gift." The dwarf handed over two pamphlets while collecting the cash tickets, and said casually:

"There's a street in the black market for people who practice magic, and there's what you want, and of course, you can go to the Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion."

Walking out of the Thousand Machines Pavilion, the cold wind blew, making Fang Zheng subconsciously tighten his black robe.

Glanced back.

It's so dark!

Shaking his head speechlessly, he strode towards the depths of the black market.

…………

"Guest."

The stall owner sits on a futon, and in front of him is placed a pocket screen, on which there are many women, and the colorful embroidery is flying vividly.

"My 100 beautiful pictures can be used to reconcile yin and yang, refer to the joy of men and women, and after nightfall, the 100 beautiful pictures can be called out to have fun with them."

"The price is eight hundred taels of silver, which is definitely not expensive."

The screen is only a foot long, and the women on it are not as beautiful as a hundred beautiful, but there are also one or twenty, all of them lifelike.

Fang Zheng squatted down and looked at the woman on the screen, his eyes flashed:

"Killing people to take their souls, trapping them in this magic weapon with secret methods, the Tao is a good means, but is this practice harming the heavens and peace?"

He saw it clearly.

The woman on the screen is not a dead thing, but a woman's soul, no wonder it can be summoned to participate in the joy of men and women.

"Heh......" The stall owner was covered in a black robe, raised his head slightly when he heard the words, and slowly poked out a shriveled finger from his long sleeves, and tapped the screen:

"This thing is not refined by the poor Dao, but from the hands of an evil Taoist, Taoist friends should not be righteous and awe-inspiring, if I abolish this magic weapon, the woman in the picture will be instantly scattered."

"At that time, who will cause and effect belong?"

Fang Zheng shook his head.

After death, the three souls and seven spirits have their own belonging.

Nowadays, all the female souls are ingested into the screen, and there is no body to provide essence, which is equivalent to rootless duckweed, and once released, this group of female ghosts will devour the essence and blood of the living on their own.

Whoever buys it home is waiting to be sucked and.

And

The female ghost in the painting will also turn into a bloodthirsty ghost over time, which does not change because of the woman's good nature.

Without a physical body, attachments and resentments will only accumulate more and more until they completely blind the mind.

"Fellow Daoist."

The stall owner is displeased:

"If you don't buy it, you can leave, and don't disturb my business."

"Heh......" Fang Zheng chuckled:

"Don't be excited, I'm here to do business, I heard that you can buy Yin Soul Beads here, I don't know if it's true?"

Yin Soul Beads, a thing formed by the condensation of Yin Qi, can only be refined by a mage.

Other words

This is a mage in front of you!

It's just that it's obviously not the right path.

"You want to buy the Yin Soul Bead?" The stall owner's eyes turned, and through the black robe on Fang Zheng's body, he landed on the five ghost pockets hanging from his waist, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes:

"Take it to feed the ghosts, right?"

"How to use it, the Taoist doesn't need to care." Founder Opening:

"It seems that the Taoist chief has it, how can he sell it?"

"Fifty taels of silver each." The stall owner stretched out a finger, the shriveled flesh and the distinct bony fingers, as if they came from a skeleton.

"It's expensive." Fang Zheng shook his head and took out an object from his body:

"How about I trade this for this?"

"This is ......" the stall owner lowered his head and looked at it, his voice trembling slightly:

"Ginseng?"

"Not bad." Fang Zheng nodded:

"A drop of ginseng essence, for a Yin Soul Bead."

"This ......" The stall owner hesitated, as if he wanted to bargain, and when he saw that Fang Zheng was about to hold a porcelain vase full of ginseng, his voice changed again, and he said hurriedly:

"Deal!"

"That's good." Fang Zheng smiled:

"I have twenty drops of ginseng here."

"Twenty drops?" The stall owner's fingers trembled slightly, and the tone was regretful:

"I don't have so many Yin Soul Beads."

"How many?"

"Twelve."

"Then change the twelve first."

Fang Zheng had nothing to do with this, took out an empty bottle and divided twelve drops of ginseng essence, and exchanged twelve Yin Soul Beads with the other party first.

"Fellow Daoist." The stall owner leaned forward and said:

"Twelve Yin Soul Beads shouldn't be enough, I still have a place to live, Daoist friends will come back in three days, how about we trade again?"

"Three days later?" Fang Zheng shook his head, he didn't intend to be determined:

"We'll talk about it then."

"I'm always on the black market." The stall owner obviously knew this, and hurriedly said:

"This is the fixed stall of the poor road, the next time you come, you can come directly to me, I keep the Yin Soul Bead for ginseng essence."

"When the time comes......" Fang Zheng spoke, his ears twitched slightly, and he got up to look into the distance.

There was a commotion there, and two figures jumped onto a high platform.

"It should have been a dispute, preparing to settle the dispute by force." The stall owner also looked up and said in a low voice:

"That young man in purple is the Qilin son of the Qian family, and he has already certified as a Great Zhou Tian martial artist at a young age, and his opponent is going to be unlucky."

Qian family unicorn,

Qian Fusong?

Fang Zheng nodded slowly, he also came to Zhaonan Mansion for a while, especially paying attention to the situation of the Qian and Chen families in Wanbao Pavilion, how could he not have heard of the leaders of the younger generation of the Qian family.

Then he asked:

"Isn't it impossible to make trouble here?"

"Not privately." The stall owner said:

"But if the two of them agree, they can compete in the ring, and at that time, it doesn't matter if they live or die, the archmage sitting here won't care."

Archmage?

Here's an archmage?

Hearing this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The Leakless Martial Master is the pinnacle of the Martial Master, and the Archmage is the peak of the Wizard, but the number of Archmages is far less than that of the Leakless Martial Master.

status

Also higher.

"Let's do it!"

The exclamation sounded, which also brought Fang Zheng back to his senses.

The sword light and sword shadow flickered in the distance, and with the breeze swaying, a person's body instantly froze in place, and the next moment his head fell to the ground.

From the fight to the end, no more than two breaths.

"Sure enough, the Qian family won." The stall owner sighed:

"That person doesn't know what he can do, but he doesn't know that the Qian family's Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique is a unique skill of the Xuantian Dao, and he can ignore any attack to a certain extent."

"I took my own shame and lost my life in vain."

Fang Zheng didn't say anything, his face was calm, still staring at the corpse in the ring.

He had just seen it clearly.

When the two fought, Qian Fusong's body was like a phantom, ignoring the long knife that fell on his body, skimming the opponent's sword light, and the sword was easily wrestling.

Immortal Wind Cloud Body Technique?

This work,

Can you ignore physical attacks?

That own pistol......

Fang Zheng's heart was cold.

The person who fought against Qian Fusong was not weak, although he was not a Great Zhou Tian martial artist, but he was also really strong and had good sword skills, but he was vulnerable in front of Qian Fusong.

Sure enough! ’

'The world is so big, there are many talents, and I only shrink in Gu'an County, but I am just a frog at the bottom of the well, and I can't see the real world. ’

'The puppet of the Mo family, the cultivator is trapped in the soul of the soul refining the hundred beauty map, and the martial arts actually have such mystical skills as the immortal wind and cloud body technique. ’

I thought that the vowel thunder method was successful, and it should be presumptuous, but now it seems that it is better not to underestimate the people of the world, and continue to be honest. ’

With a light sigh, Fang Zheng stepped towards the outside of the ghost market.

*

*

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The Qian family has Qian Fusong, the son of the unicorn, who has the cultivation of the martial arts Da Zhou Tian at a young age, and the Chen family also has double pride, the thirteenth sister of the magic genius, and Chen Jiuniang, the martial arts Tianjiao.

The thirteenth sister is only twenty years old, and she is already a mage who has cultivated mana.

Jiuniang's name Chen Yuyan is also a martial arts great Zhou Tian cultivator, and he is good at swordsmanship, and it is rumored that he has also obtained a certain inheritance of Xuantian Dao.

Pity......

These two are too young!

The younger generation has not really grown up, and the previous generation of the Chen family has no outstanding people, and the older generation is even more dead and injured.

Today's Chen family can be described as green and precarious.

Once the hostile forces make a move, it will definitely be a thunderbolt, and then it will ......

Fang Zheng shook his head lightly and continued to look down.

'The vowel thunder method involves the inheritance of Tianlei Mountain, and Tianlei Mountain is related to the legendary ancient thunder department, which should also be a secret in the Chen family. ’

Surely not many people know. ’

'Chen Jiuniang, Thirteenth Sister, Chen Qi, the second master of the Chen family, ......'

Fang Zheng's fingers caressed the book, clicking on the names one by one, and his eyes were thoughtful.

After all, the vowel Lei Fa belongs to the top method in the world, and it is best to be able to start, he does not intend to give up, and of course he will not meddle in the dispute between the Qian and Chen families.

But

If you take advantage of the fight between the two families, you can plunder a Chen family member and let him take him to the land of inheritance, which is also feasible.

"Chen Qi!"

With a pause in his fingers, Fang Zheng stopped moving.

Compared with Jiu Niang, Thirteen Sisters and other masters of the Chen family, although the status of the second master Chen Qi in the Chen family is high, his own force value is very low.

Even.

Not even the true qi has been cultivated.

But he has been in charge of the Wanbaoge business for many years, and he controls the core business of the family, so he must know where the vowel Lei Fa inheritance is, and if he can win it......

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng sighed softly.

Chen Qi, as the core personnel of the Chen family's business, has the secret key of the family's treasure pavilion, and he is afraid that he has long been targeted by other forces.

How easy is it to get started?

As for Jiuniang and Thirteen Sisters......

Either he is on the front line of the battlefield, or he will be secretly sent away, just with him and Xiang Xiu, it is tantamount to wishful thinking to capture him.

"Let's go!"

"That's it!"

Fang Zheng shook his head, he was not a delicate and scheming person, once things were complicated, he would be blind and didn't know how to deal with them.

If you really want to encounter this kind of thing, there is a high probability that you will still be reckless.

The vowel Lei Fa had no clue for the time being, so he simply picked up the news collection of Zhaonan Mansion and used it as a hot news spot to pass the time.

"Lord Governor is patrolling on behalf of the sky, and he has already passed the Changtu Mansion?"

"Looking at the route, I shouldn't come to Zhaonan Mansion, but the flooding of the south embankment in Gu'an County has affected one side, and this person should go there."

"Exactly."

"The magistrate of Gu'an County is his protégé, and Lord Yan is also about to be promoted to work elsewhere, and he can also reminisce about the old feelings when he meets him."

"But this governor is really afraid of death, and he has to let the imperial army go first before he goes, and he probably knows how bad his reputation is."

"Chang Wei?"

"Unexpectedly, after separation, Chang Wei actually met the injured demon girl Qin Keqing, and was chased and killed by him to vent his anger, and had no choice but to jump into the river to escape."

"After passing out, he was rescued by a woman and took the woman back to the house as a concubine, this is the story in the picture book, right?"

"Every time you are in a desperate situation, is this the protagonist?"

Fang Zheng was speechless.

"Fang porcelain porcelain has become popular, sales have increased significantly, and there have been porcelain merchants in Beijing to buy it, I can't imagine that Qianji Pavilion even has this kind of news."

"Ling Hu'an challenged the master of the Tenglong Martial Arts Pavilion Han, and the two were tied."

"Linghu An......"

…………

Following.

"Brother Wen!"

Linghu Anlang smiled and said loudly:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but it's always been good?"

"Okay." Fang Zheng once again pretended to be Wen Tailai, the thunder runner, and came to visit Ling Hu'an's house in Zhaonan Mansion.

He clenched his fist at the other and arched his hand:

"The master of the fox family is in high spirits, it seems that it has been good recently!"

"Haha......" Ling Hu An stroked his beard:

"There are indeed some happy events."

He had recently taken the elixir made from the golden thread carp, and there were vague signs of breaking through to the realm of no leakage, and he had gained a firm foothold in Fucheng.

It can be described as a double happiness, and the natural glow is radiant.

"When did Brother Wen come to Zhaonan Mansion?"

"Just arrived."

Founder Opening:

"I was going to Gu'an County to find the son of Fang Zheng Fang to catch up with the old days, but I never thought that there were officers and soldiers stationed there, so I simply came here to have a look."

"I just heard that the head of the Linghu family challenged the Tenglong Martial Arts Pavilion, so I came to visit."

"Gu'an County has been really inconvenient to enter and exit recently." Ling Hu'an nodded, stretched out his hand and led inward:

"As for the challenge......

"The rumors in the market are not true, but I just found an opportunity to learn a thing or two with the owner of the Han Pavilion, and I was lucky to be undefeated, and I am already satisfied."

"Oh!" Boxy Eyebrows:

"It is said that the master of the Han Pavilion is known as the first person in Zhaonan Mansion without leakage, so that the master of the fox family can be undefeated...... Could it be that the next level is about to be perfected? ”

"Hey!" Ling Hu'an shook his head and sighed:

"How can it be so easy without leaking the true body?"

Having said that, he could not hide the smile on his face, obviously with some certainty.

Advancement without leakage is not only as simple as a great increase in strength, but also the absence of leakage of the physical body and the essence of the essence, which also means the extension of life.

Theoretically.

An unleaked martial artist can live to be one hundred and forty or fifty years old, and he will suddenly die in a short period of time until his qi and blood decay.

Ling Hu An still has immortal true skills in his hands, even if he inevitably fights with others, as long as he is not seriously injured, it will not be a problem to live a hundred years old.

He is now in his early fifties......

If you really become a leakless martial artist, there is still a life.

"Brother Wen is angry, it seems that his cultivation is also a great progress."

Ling Hu'an's eyes flickered, and he proposed:

"Compare and draw?"

"No, I don't think so." Fang Zheng smiled and waved his hand:

"It's not comparable to the fox family master."

"Brother Wen, why should he be humble." Ling Hu'an shook his head, suddenly pointed at the sword, and stabbed obliquely:

"Look at the move!"

His index finger and middle finger were put together, pinched into a sword trick, which seemed to be a light and fluttering stab, but it was extremely powerful, and the sword finger was already in the sword before the sword intent arrived.

Fang Zheng's body was stimulated and moved, the fur where the sword finger was pointed tightened, and at the same time, with one hand raised, the muscles and bones of his body made a thunderous sound, gathering on the palm.

"Rayfa!"

"Muscles and bones in unison!"

Ling Hu An raised his eyebrows, his face was surprised, the other party's hand had already turned his true strength into the bone marrow, and the foundation of martial arts had been formed.

Even if there are some dark wounds, they can be dissolved when they penetrate the bone marrow, which is the basis for advanced and leakage-free.

He barely reached it when he was nearly fifty years old.

And.

The other party's cultivation method is obviously extraordinary, at least stronger than his own inheritance, and the thunder of his palm is surging, and his sword fingers are slightly numb.

The thought turned, and the fox couldn't help but flash a trace of jealousy.

"Good!"

With a low roar, his body spun, and his sword finger pointed obliquely at the back of Fang's head, and his fingertips forced out a foot of sword qi, which could break through gold and iron.

The mortal fetus of the flesh was stabbed by it, and I am afraid that it will be a hole on the spot.

This is.

He's already put a six-point trick at that.

"Drink!"

Fang Zheng's eyes widened, his mouth shouted, and the thunder rolled in, like a thunder explosion on the ground, which also made Ling Hu'an's body stagnate.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he raised his big hand and thundered towards the sword finger.

The five thunder hands were agitated, endlessly, and several palms kept hitting out, and the thunder became louder and louder, and finally it was even more integrated.

"Boom!"

Ling Hu An's clothes trembled, and he pointed to the sword and stretched forward, Lei Yin was separated by one of his swords, and the remaining strength forced Fang Zheng to retreat.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Fang Zheng looked at his palm, a red dot was revealed, and he couldn't help but praise with surprise on his face:

"The master of the Linghu family has good means, and Wen is ashamed of himself."

"Brother Wen is too modest." Ling Hu'an's expression was complicated:

"You have cultivated the Fa very well, and you are much younger than me, and your future achievements are limitless, and sooner or later you will surpass me."

He sighed softly.

He had already used eighty percent of his strength just now, but he only had a slight advantage.

If you want to really win, you have to go all out with a sword, Wen Tailai was far from being so strong at the beginning, and his strength in taking the golden thread carp has increased a lot, but he can't imagine that it is still not as fast as the opponent's strength.

Thinking about this, I can't help but feel depressed.

However, he was not a person who suffered from gains and losses, but was firm-hearted, and he came out of this frustration in an instant, and Lang smiled and stretched out his hand to lead:

"Let's go!"

"Come into the house and talk."

Fang Zheng chuckled and nodded.

His vowel thunder method is already approaching the realm of six thunders, and the thunder sound of his realization is wonderful, and his physical strength is vigorous, and his strength has almost doubled.

The strength is naturally stronger than before.

If the realm of the Six Thunders is achieved......

'The top method can defeat the strong with the weak, I am honest, if I can get a complete inheritance, the battle in the realm of the six thunders is not delusional. ’

'Thinking that Senior Brother Wu, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, can play with the veteran Great Zhou Tian martial artist like a cat and mouse at a young age, he may not be able to do it himself. ’

After entering the house, the two talked happily.

Fang Zheng's trip was mainly to inquire about the situation in Zhaonan Mansion, and to knock on the current situation of the Chen family, after all, he couldn't fully trust Qianji Pavilion.

The dispute between the Wanbao Pavilion Qian and Chen families is a recent major event in Zhaonan Mansion, and Hu An will not be unaware.

…………

A few days later.

Fangzheng was invited to Feiqiong Tower.

This place is one of the best restaurants in Zhaonan Mansion, especially the chef's method of cooking fish, which is full every day.

Garret.

"Brother Wen."

Ling Hu'an pushed the door in, stretched out his hand:

"This is Qi Gandao, the owner of Qijiazhuang outside the city, the Qi family was born in the army, and the trained soldiers are all elite soldiers on the battlefield."

"This is Chu Nansheng, the deputy hall master of the Tenglong Martial Arts Pavilion, the junior brother of the Han Pavilion master, and the one-handed dragon claw mastery is a must ......in Zhaonan Mansion."

"Qian family's Qian Zhengwen, Young Master Qian, ......"

"Ladies and gentlemen." After turning around, Ling Hu An turned to introduce:

"This is what I often call Brother Wen Tailai, Brother Wen and I met in Gu'an County, and we are old friends."

"Brother Wen." Qian Zhengwen gestured:

"A small Gu'an County, it can actually order the two masters of the fox family master and Brother Wen, it seems that Chishui can also raise dragons!"

"Don't dare." Founder's Hands:

"Young Master Qian is polite."

Everyone present has an extraordinary status and status, and there is no weak person in cultivation, but the first to speak is this young son.

Surname Qian......

Wanbao Pavilion Qian family?

Fang Zheng looked at Ling Hu'an, and the other party nodded slightly, obviously what he was thinking.

"Speaking of which, there is another figure in Gu'an County." Qi Gandao, the owner of Qijiazhuang, said with a smile:

"The boss of Fang Porcelain is Fang Zheng, this person is a good hand in business, in just a few years, Fang Porcelain porcelain is a best-selling place."

"Even the porcelain merchants in the capital came from far and wide to buy it."

"The world's treasure porcelain, square porcelain should be counted as one!"

"Not bad." Ling Hu'an nodded:

"You don't know, compared to us fighting and killing, Fang Gongzi is really good, and no one in the huge Gu'an County from top to bottom dares to say that it is not."

"Who can do that?"

"Oh!" Qian Zhengwen asked curiously:

"Why?"

"Naturally, it's because Fang Gongzi is righteous and squanders money, and it's not good to be famous." Ling Hu'an smiled:

"Fang Porcelain's business seems to be owned by Fang Gongzi, but in fact, from the prefect Yan to the Yamen to catch fast, they all have a share in it."

"Even below, there is a copy."

"Moreover, the square porcelain hired workers have never been stingy with money, and the Yunweaving Textile Factory has recruited a large number of female workers, and they are also highly respected in the hearts of the people."

"Offending Fang Gongzi is equivalent to offending the entire Gu'an County."

"Oh!"

"How can you do that?"

"Amazing!"

Hearing this, several people in the audience couldn't help but admire.

"Good means!" Qian Zhengwen even high-fived and praised:

"Being willing to give up their own money, win over officials and gentry, and take a city into their pockets is not an ordinary trader."

"Admire!"

"This kind of person is more admirable than martial arts masters and magic masters."

He sighed with emotion and appreciation, but it made Fang Zheng a little embarrassed, he didn't think so much about it when he was doing these things.

It's just that I think it's not bad for this amount of money anyway, and it's more convenient to tie people up in an interest group.

"It is said."

Ling Hu'an frowned, thoughtful:

"It is rumored that Fang Gongzi has an extraordinary background, but he fell into trouble for some reason."

"That makes sense." Qian Zhengwen nodded:

"Only the children of wealthy families know how to take precautions, and their interests are evenly distributed, and they will not be monopolized by some people alone."

As he spoke, he hummed softly.

"Gluttony only eats and doesn't vomit, it seems to be dominant for a while, but there will always be a day when you are old, and you will vomit out what you eat in your stomach."

"The Chen family has occupied Wanbao Pavilion's business in Zhaonan Mansion for many years, and even the Xuantian Dao Sect people have found it difficult to interfere, and they have long annoyed the real people."

"This time, the Qian family replaced it, which is in line with the way of heaven."

"I hope you can help me!"

He stood up and hugged his fists:

"After the matter is completed, the Qian family will be grateful!"

Well?

What the!

Is this the Qian family recruiting helpers to deal with the Chen family?

But......

It is possible to get a closer look at the situation of the Chen family.

Fang Zheng's eyes flashed, thoughtful, and the other people in the field looked at each other, obviously with their own plans.

There is no urgency in this matter.

Today's gathering should just be a greeting in advance, and the formal cooperation will not be so hasty.

…………

Another few days.

The atmosphere in the city gradually became tense, and even ordinary people could detect that something was wrong, and pedestrians on the road were visibly scarce.

Ghost City.

Fang Zheng came to the entrance, threw out the token, and stepped into it.

Seeing that no one saw him enter, he pursed his lips, found a place to rest, came to a place where no one was, and tapped the wooden plank beside him.

"The man went in."

"Hmm."

Behind the plank, a man spoke in a muffled voice:

"Got it."

Then he threw out a money bag.

(End of chapter)