Chapter Eighty-Five: Thoughts from Far Away

And Luo Chen, who was at the helm of the Three Rivers Gang, didn't know that what he did today had been spread throughout Ningshui City.

At this time, he was standing in a small courtyard in the backyard of the Sanhe Gang, watching Lige and Li Yuxi count the various weapons, materials, and gold and silver treasures piled up in the small courtyard.

These things were obtained by Luo Chen using his perception and searching all the secret rooms of the Three Rivers Gang.

After a while, Lige took a piece of recorded paper and walked over excitedly:

"Brother Chen, we have made a fortune this time, the gold and silver treasures and antique calligraphy and paintings alone are worth more than one million taels of silver, dozens of all kinds of fine weapons, twenty catties each of Xuanwen steel and Xuantie, more than 100 catties of 100 steels and 500 steels, and a piece of patterned steel; ”

Luo Chen smiled, not impressed, as early as when he was searching, he knew it in his heart:

"These three rivers have been crisscrossing Ningshui County for decades, occupying the golden waterway of the Ningshui River, but they have saved a lot of good things. ”

"Not really, but this time it's all cheaper for us, haha!" Lige smiled at the sky.

"Hmm!"

Luo Chen also nodded with a smile, and then ordered: "You work hard, transport these things back to the villa, and as for the property of the shop, hand it over to the shopkeeper Zhao and let him take care of it." ”

"Good!"

Lige responded with a smile: "I'll immediately transfer the carriage from the Longwei Dart Bureau to transport it." ”

After saying that, he turned around and went to work.

"Luo Chen, Luo Chen, what do you see this?"

At this time, Li Yuxi ran over excitedly with a piece of patterned steel in both hands.

"Well, I'll see. ”

Luo Chen said, reaching out to take it.

Li Yuxi protected the patterned steel and hurriedly took a step back: "Let's say okay first! This is mine, you can't rob me." ”

"I'll see who robs you!"

Luo Chen couldn't cry or laugh, took the patterned steel, looked at it, and weighed it:

"Well, it looks like twelve or thirteen pounds, which is a little bigger than the one we bought before, enough to make a sword for you, saving you from yelling every day to go to Wuling Pass. ”

"Hey, hey!"

Li Yuxi smiled happily and took the patterned steel handle and played with it.

After Lige transported the belongings in the small courtyard, Luo Chen began to consider the use of this mansion.

Eventually, Luo Chen planned to divide the mansion into three parts.

Part of it is given to the Chamber of Commerce of Purple Misty Villa as its headquarters station.

Part of it was given to the Longwei Dart Bureau, and the dart bureau branch of Ningshui City was moved here as the general number of the dart board.

Due to the increase in business volume, the previous semicolon was a little insufficient, and the backyard of this mansion was also facing Ningshui Lake, and there was a larger wharf, which was more convenient for the transportation of goods.

In this last part, Luo Chen plans to establish a dart master guild, which is responsible for recruiting and training dart masters, as well as being responsible for the level assessment of dart masters.

In the future, all the semicolons of the Longwei Dart Bureau will no longer recruit dart masters on their own, and the level of all dart masters must also be assessed by the Dart Master Guild.

As for the guild leader, Luo Chen planned to let Han Meng serve as the president, because Han Meng was the number one dart master in this world and was the most qualified to be the president.

Moreover, after so many years of development, many dart masters can lead the team to complete the dart task alone, and there is no need for Han Meng to do everything himself.

After making up his mind, Luo Chen began to send people to recruit craftsmen and start to renovate this mansion.

In this busy work, Luo Chen stayed in this mansion for seven or eight days, and after everything was on the right track, Luo Chen handed over the rest of the things to Shopkeeper Zhao to do, and he went back to Ziwu Villa.

Tianzhou, Wuwei City.

As the capital city of Tianzhou, Wuwei City is tall and magnificent, with thousands of households and a permanent population of nearly one million.

And because it is located at the confluence of the Hanshui River and the Ningshui River, as well as the foot of the Jianshan Mountain, Wuwei City not only has developed water transportation and convenient transportation, but also has an endless stream of warriors and high-rollers from the rivers and lakes who come and go to play and apprentice.

In the northeast area of Wuwei City, there is a huge mansion like a palace, which is where one of the three major forces of Wuwei City, the Lu Mansion, is located.

At this time, in the lobby of a small courtyard in Lufu, Lu Kexiao, the second son of the Lu family, was drinking wine and enjoying singing and dancing.

A guy suddenly ran in: "Second son, the young gang leader of the Cao Gang is here."

"Oh, please!"

After Lu Kexiao finished speaking, he continued to drink a glass of Chinese wine.

After a while, the little guy walked in with Zhao Zichen,

"Haha!"

Lu Kexiao put down his wine glass, stood up and went to pull Zhao Zichen: "Brother Zhao, you came just in time, come over and drink two glasses, I just feel bored drinking alone!"

"Brother Lu, slow down!"

Zhao Zichen didn't play with Lu Kexiao as usual, but said with a straight face: "I'm here this time to tell Brother Lu a piece of news." ”

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Lu Kexiao put away his laughter: "I don't know what the news is?"

Zhao Zichen didn't answer, but looked at the dancers and musicians in the hall: "Brother Lu, can you let them go down first?"

When Lu Kexiao heard this, he waved his hand, and suddenly, everyone in the hall bowed and retreated.

When there were only two people left in the hall, Lu Kexiao asked curiously: "Brother Zhao, what is the news?

Zhao Zichen smiled bitterly: "This news is both good news and bad news. ”

"Good news, bad news?"

Lu Kexiao looked at Zhao Zichen suspiciously.

"Hmm!"

Zhao Zichen nodded: "Brother Lu, do you remember the young man who shot you an arrow last time on the Han River?"

"Hmph, of course!"

As soon as Lu Kexiao thought of this, his face was full of anger: "This son has never been so angry since he was a child!

"Hmm!"

Zhao Zichen nodded: "After we came back, didn't we draw portraits of them? A few days ago, the Sanhe Gang in Ningshui County was wiped out, and some of their disciples came to Wuwei City and joined our Cao Gang, and some people saw the portraits and recognized them. ”

"Haha!

Lu Kexiao slapped his face and hurriedly asked, "Who are they?"

"They are from the Purple Mist Villa in Gushan Town, Ningshui County, and that young man is the youngest son of the owner of the villa. Zhao Zichen said with a complicated expression.

"Humph!"

Lu Kexiao's face was angry: "A small force in a poor and remote country dares to provoke us, I really don't know whether to live or die, my son will send someone to destroy them now." ”

After Lu Kexiao finished speaking, he was ready to call someone.

"Wait!"

Zhao Zichen hurriedly grabbed him: "Brother Lu, this matter is not so simple!"

"What's the problem?"

Lu Kexiao said disdainfully: "A small force in the countryside, at most a few third-rate martial artists, even if that kid is a little evil, let's find two second-rate martial artists to lead the team, are we afraid that we won't be able to destroy him?"