"Your uncle Hong Wei is thirty-nine, and Hong Ming is thirty-seven."

Hong Li said.

"In the past few years, most of the time, they can only use the Pushing Palace Pill with the flesh and blood of alien beasts of a better grade."

"Even Ah Sheng is just what is the use."

Xu is old, and there is no need to put up any teaching shelves in front of Hong Fan, he is obviously chattering.

"Snake people respect blood and don't practice martial arts."

"In the past, when there were often confrontations with snake people, each family was hungry for snake meat and thirsty for snake blood, and the speed of getting out of the state was several times faster than now."

"This is also the reason why the Sand Gong wants to gather elites to enter the Western Wilderness Marsh, and he can respond to every call......"

Hong Li said to himself about tea kung fu.

It wasn't until his mouth was dry that he realized that he had been talking for a long time.

Fortunately, whether it is Hong Fan or Qiude, his ass is very firmly seated and he listens very seriously.

"Now that my Hong family is favored by the ancestral dragon, with you and Ah Sheng, the two unicorns, I don't know if it is the luck accumulated over several generations."

Hong Li returned to the topic, and his tone gradually became serious.

"The talents of the two of you must not be wasted!"

"After the First World War in Hongduo Mountain, the clan has a lot of money."

"I have communicated with the patriarch, even if I sell more family property in the future, I will have to back up the two of you."

Speaking of this, he motioned to Qiu De, who took out a sturdy wooden box.

When Hong Fan opened it, he saw two dark black pills and a piece of jerky.

Among them, the mellow aroma of the pill is slightly bitter, and the dried meat is light in blood, but has a touch of blue.

"These two are Pei Yuan Dan, and half a catty of jerky is Jiao meat, both of which are resources for special effects on martial artists in the Chaos Realm."

Hong Li introduced.

"The former can increase the activity of true qi and continue to recover, improving the cultivation time and effect."

"The latter strengthens the meridians and strengthens the physical body."

"It's troublesome in the laborers."

Hong Fan closed the wooden box and carefully put it in his arms.

"It's right to bother with you."

Hong Li smiled back.

"In the future, every time someone comes back from the state capital, your share will be handed over to you by Qiude himself."

"He is the big housekeeper in the house, and everything is clear."

"If you have other needs, you can also find him to do a solution."

Hong Fan and Qiude looked at each other and smiled.

As a teacher, Hong Li spent most of his energy on ethnology, but he didn't know that these two people had become familiar with each other more than half a year ago.

The three of them are not idlers, and after the matter is over, they have no time to chat.

Hong Fan said hello casually, got up and left his seat.

Qiu De drank the tea that had already been cold in one gulp, and solemnly saluted Hong Li before following Hong Fan out of the door.

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Night.

Tongguang City, three hundred miles southwest of Jinhai City.

The smoke is only off, and the lights are on.

In the middle hall of the palace, the whole carved jade screen stands in the door, and the candle flame is cut messy.

At the top of the tiger is a man with a long beard and a slender body.

Its complexion is as white and clear as jade, and a pair of pupils are like two pills of mercury raised in water, black as thick ink dots.

It is Gong Heng, the head of the Gong family.

Below him, there is also a high-level seat of the palace family in the hall.

"I heard that the two debts outside the city have been recovered, how are they now?"

Gong Heng asked.

"Oh no, I'm still nervous."

The clan elder in charge of finance shook his head and replied.

"I just repaid the bridge silver of a few businesses yesterday, and now there are three thousand taels of cash in the account."

"Even if you try to search as much as possible, it will only cover your daily expenses for less than two months."

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to sell some of my family property."

There was silence in the hall for a moment, only a few heavy sighs.

"Can't you get any goods out lately?"

Another senior asked.

"There is no bulk at all, and what is the use of scattered ones?"

The patriarch replied.

"The inventory of chalcedony and cyanolite hoarded in the warehouse can no longer be filled, and the new goods that have been shipped this month have been piled up in the courtyard."

"I took a few stewards to carefully estimate that there should be at least 40,000 taels of goods."

"Looking at the barns full of grains, I don't know how prosperous I think it is......"

He smiled wryly.

Tongguang City is adjacent to the desert and is a mining city in Liangzhou.

The Gong family is even more of the best in the city, and there are four wholly-owned mines alone.

If calculated according to the accounting standards of Hong Fan's previous life, the net worth of the Gong family is extremely high.

But the problem is cash flow.

UOB does not have a well-developed futures spot market, and unrealizable inventory has no value.

Gong Heng couldn't help rubbing the handrail, obviously anxious.

"What did Xijing say?"

He asked another clan elder.

"I just received a letter from Xijing back in the afternoon."

The man replied.

"Gong Zhuang has found three more relationships, but people don't pay attention to our little thing."

"The supervision of several supervisors is not very good, after all, we are going to replace the old man."

"The fifth child is now trying to follow the path of an ancient surname superintendent."

"This person is in charge of personnel, but he has a big appetite ......"

Someone on the side immediately complained: "We have such a big business, what is the use of a person in charge of personnel?" ”

But he was immediately stopped by Gong Heng with a look.

"The business is big or not, it depends on who you compare with."

He snorted.

"A small 100,000 taels of flowing water a year, it is naturally a first-class big one in Tongguang, but what is it if it is put in the state?"

"We have supplied the goods to Huaiyang for several generations, and now the king of Huaiyang has withdrawn the instrument as a mansion, and the only person in the world who can eat our business is the instrument as a supervisor!"

Gong Heng's words were a little urgent, and after realizing his gaffe, he forcibly slowed down.

"The chief supervisor is busy with affairs, and it's normal to not take care of it."

"But at least the gift I gave when I went to Xijing in person was received by Zhuang Gong, which is probably an indispensable attitude."

He cleared his mind and made a decision.

"I'll reply tonight, let the fifth man do it, and if he can get the next person, he will be more sure."

"Let him not worry about the cost."

Several clan elders wanted to speak and stopped.

The clan has reached the limit of open source and throttling, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

The Gong family is strong in force and is second to none in Tongguang City.

However, the economic benefits that can be directly transformed into martial arts are limited.

Dahua set up a martial arts academy to suppress the world, and the martial artists were clever and robbed, and if they were too much, they would be on the evil list.

When the time comes, the Kyushu Ti Riders will flock to it, and the innate masters will also be driven into lost dogs.

Gong Heng naturally understands this truth.

"The letter sent back by Mingyuan arrived in the early hours of this morning."

He took out a long piece of narrow letter paper and handed it to the crowd to circulate.

On it, the recent events of Jinhai City are written in small letters - the two families of Quan Lu are not moving, and the three sons of the palace family come to challenge and so on.

After reading it, several high-level officials of the palace family have changed their colors.

If what the letter said is true, Hong Sheng, the eldest son of the Hong family, is more talented than Gong Pengyun, and the second son, Hong Fan, beats Gong Puhe in terms of talent and combat power.

"Jin Haihong's family is in the head of good luck, and it is about to take off."

A clan elder sighed.

"Especially this Hongfan, the progress is so fast, maybe in a few years there will be the power of Ma Jingsha."

"I can't do anything, it seems that I can only stop."

Several people in the hall bowed their heads.

However, Gong Heng just shook his head.

"No, I have already made up my mind to go to Gimhae in person tomorrow."

He said in a deep voice.

"If it was two years ago, the people of Jinhai suppressed Haifei, and they had martial arts seeds such as Hong Sheng and Hong Fan, my palace family not only didn't want any money, but also prepared generous gifts and made good friends with them."

"But Xijing's joints can't be connected, and in two months, the clan won't even be able to afford the pills for their children!"

"If you can't do anything, you have to do it."

"There will be people in the future."

"When we are put on the instrument as a prisoner, we will make amends to the Hong family with double or triple the money in the future!"

(End of chapter)