Coming out of the mountain chief's study, until he found Xiao Zhengtai to get the explosive deer, Tang Luo didn't slow down, just because of the patriarch's words, he lost his mind for a long time, and he could only laugh at himself that his spiritual cultivation was not at home.

Of course, he was very moved by the patriarch's attention, but first of all, he had to understand that this kind of attention was because of the qualifications and talents he was showing now, and everyone with such qualifications could be treated by the patriarch Tang Zhi with his heart, judging from this unobtrusive means, his father Tang Sen must have eaten this kind of routine, otherwise he really couldn't figure out how his father would agree to the plan to blow up the mountain.

It is certainly a pleasure to be able to work under such a wise and demonic patriarch, but Tang Luo will not be so naïve as to think that there is only one smart person in the world, Tang Zhi can not only guess it, but even point out the destination.

In other words, every step of his own is in the accurate judgment of this patriarch, if there is a person as smart as Tang Zhi to design himself, wouldn't it be very dangerous?

Tang Luo never thought of himself as a smart person, he was just more willing to learn and absorb information than ordinary people, and the experience of being a human being in two lives gave him extraordinary vision, but wisdom was just that.

Compared with a monster-like character like Tang Zhi, his own cleverness is really not worth mentioning...

"It's still martial arts for me. Tang Luo sighed in his heart: "What's wrong with not being as smart as others, if you dare to design, I will beat you to death!"

The sixteen-year-old Fierce Realm Martial Artist was terrifying! Thinking that he would be able to start casting his soul in ten months after he had 20,000 spiritual powers, he suddenly felt that the future was bright, and his awe of wisdom dissipated.

The shopkeeper arranged by the mountain chief Tang Kuan had been waiting at the gate of the academy for a long time, and Tang Luo was sure that this must be an experienced businessman just by taking a look.

The man was about thirty-five or sixteen years of age, of medium stature, with a square face, thick lips that made him look extremely loyal, sideburns with slightly bald hair, thick and neat eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that sparkled brightly.

He stood respectfully on the inner edge of the mountain gate, not blocking the passage but allowing people who came out of the courtyard to see him at a glance, a pair of smart eyes like a teenager always paid attention to the crowd, whenever he met the eyes of pedestrians, he smiled and bowed, showing a mouthful of neat and slightly white teeth, and then politely looked away.

When he saw Tang Luo, he greeted him with a look of surprise on his face, approached like an acquaintance, saluted respectfully and said softly: "Meet Minister Luo, the little Cui Dayou, is the shopkeeper of Pingbo Grain Bank, and he is quite familiar with the Linchuan generation, and he has come to lead the way for Tianjiao." ”

Less than forty years old can be the shopkeeper of the grain line, even if you are humble, you can't change this excellence, Tang Luo nodded and said: "Get up, I'm not looking for a guide this time, but the big shopkeeper with full authority, since Uncle Kuan recommended you, it means that you have this ability, and you don't need to be humble." ”

understands reason and proportion, and is not babbling like ordinary small businessmen, the key is that the cultivation of the mortal realm is in the body, Tang Luo is still relatively satisfied.

"The minister said seriously, how can the small one be worthy of such a heavy responsibility, but because of a few words of Linchuan dialect to have the honor to accompany Tianjiao, this trip is of course presided over by Tianjiao, and the small one is translated by Tianjiao, and it is enough to guide the way. "Although Tang Luo behaved very politely and virtuously, Cui Dayou was able to sit in today's position because he was cautious and did not make mistakes.

This kind of business is nothing more than the next order, proving that the son of the lineage has business talents, of course the limelight must let the son out, if you really believe in the name of the plenipotentiary host, when the time comes, there is nothing to gain from a trip to the son, the score of the sect is low, and he will definitely sprinkle his anger on the shopkeeper, with a few experiences, Cui Dayou feels that his response is perfect.

The next thing should be to be patted on the shoulder, and then praised for being sensible, and then happily go on the road, Cui Dayou, who bowed and saluted, thought happily in his heart.

"This trip to Linchuan is to buy six million bags of grain in fifteen days, do you really think it's okay to assist from the side?" Tang Luo looked at the respectful shopkeeper and asked with a smile.

Six.. Six million bags!?

Cui Dayou only felt a spirit all over his body, and felt an electric current flow from the tail vertebrae to the heavenly spirit, and straightened his body: "You're not kidding!"

100 catties of rice is a bag, 200 catties of rice is a stone (dan), 500 catties is a hu (hu), and 2,000 catties is a ton.

Six million bags, that is, 300,000 tons, the three representatives of the Tang clan spent half a year to buy one million tons of grain, and they had to complete 300,000 tons in half a month, so that Cui Dayou couldn't help but look dark.

"Minister, don't be kidding, how many caravans and how many beast carts are needed to buy six million sacks of grain. Cui Dayou swallowed his saliva with difficulty: "What's more, now that the flood is closing the road, Linchuan is a plain treasure ship that can't be entered, this is simply impossible." ”

Compared with Sun Jinfang, who was willing to believe that Tang Luo could create miracles, Cui Dayou, who was born as a grain store manager, understood better what six million bags of grain meant, and he didn't dare to be optimistic, he only hoped that he could persuade Tang Luo to give up this unrealistic idea.

"Don't worry about the transportation, don't worry about the caravans, you just say if you can buy all the grain and pile it up in the warehouse in fifteen days. ”

"Even if you don't care about transportation. Cui Dayou smiled bitterly: "This gold and silver should always be carried, although Linchuan has a huge grain output in the plains." But each family has a standing position to collect grain, so the price of grain has been stable at 15-20 gold per bag, the purchase of six million bags is 100 million gold, even if it is melted into gold bars also weigh millions of catties, Linchuan and many spiritual springs, foreign spirit grass is cheap, the common spirit grass will not be higher than the price of 50,000 gold per plant, two thousand spirit grass is divided into twenty big jade boxes, if we only bring the elixir, the other party is more ruthless to reduce the price, although the small one has a way to avoid the price reduction, but the time will be delayed. ”

Tang Luo looked at the businessman in front of him with a surprised face, although this person was cautious at the beginning, but as long as he talked about business, he was in the world, and the people with thick lips were said to be poor, this person was not only sharp-toothed, but also a few treasures to Linchuan, which made people a little surprised.

With such a professional shopkeeper presiding over the overall situation, Tang Luo was more at ease about the trip to Linchuan, and said in a deep voice: "Cui Dayou." ”

Suddenly, the shopkeeper who was called by his name was another spirit, and then he remembered that he was facing an ordinary Miss Gongzi, this was the peerless Tianjiao Gongzi Luo who was known as the first mortal in Xiling.

Thinking of the rumors about this indifferent and arrogant person in the clan, and thinking of the cold and arrogant appearance of Tang Luo's face in the battle of Jiang Lin, he did not change his face and was destroyed.

Cui Dayou had the word finished left in his heart, and he felt that he had just made a hundred mistakes in a hurry.

A Tianjiao like Tang Luo, the last thing he wants to hear should be impossible, he can't do this kind of thing, maybe in the eyes of these Tianjiao, the so-called common sense is used to shatter, and his successive advice may be a provocation to the other party.

It's over, it's over, it's over, Cui is in charge of the dark, and he feels that his career as a shopkeeper is over.