Walking out of the Nebula Mountain Range, Yang Ming looked around, and then strode towards Qian Tongshang, the center of Nine Star City.

After several inquiries, he finally inquired about the exact location of Qiantong Commercial Bank, and half an hour later, Yang Ming finally saw the golden plaque - Qiantong Commercial Bank!

Behind this plaque, there is an incomparably large warehouse, which has countless goods piled up, thinking that these are all goods transported to all parts of Yunzhou, carriages and crowds come and go, and there are some shouting sounds, like a noisy market.

Looking at the busy scene, Yang Ming couldn't help but sigh, how many goods did this Qian Tong Trading Company have to transport in a day, and how much profit it earned.

"This son, you came to Qiantong Trading House to buy goods?" When Yang Ming's thoughts were scattered, a slightly sharp voice slowly sounded in his ears.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing this sudden voice, Yang Ming was stunned, and then looked at the young man beside him with some thief eyebrows and rat eyes with some vigilance, the other party was looking at him with a smile, and in this smile, there was also a hidden meaning of flattery.

"No!" Yang Ming glanced at this guy and said lightly.

"Little Dou Gu, dare to ask Childe why he came to Qiantong Office?" the young man with thief eyebrows didn't seem to give up so easily, and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, stared coldly at the young man beside him, and said in a deep voice: "I came here, it seems that it has nothing to do with you, right?"

As if seeing Yang Ming's warning and impatience, the young man hurriedly said: "The little one has lived in this place since he was a child, and his identity is a broker, if the son needs to do anything for him, the little one may be able to help him......"

Hearing this, Yang Ming suddenly came over, the broker is a middleman to put it bluntly, a person who buys and sells for both parties, and it takes a certain amount of money to hire such a person, of course, for this kind of person, it can also be called "childcare".

"Do you know where the fastest caravan is to go to Fengcheng today?" nodded faintly and asked. Acknowledging this person's identity, it is not uncommon to have such people in this trade-intensive place.

"Childe is going to Fengcheng?" The young man's eyes flashed with surprise, and his eyes rolled slightly, as if he was thinking about how to bargain with Yang Ming.

"Yes!" Yang Ming nodded.

"Childe, I won't tell you the truth, the caravan to Fengcheng has already set off today, but ......" Speaking of this, the tone of the young man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes paused slightly, and his eyes became meaningful.

Seeing this situation, Yang Ming still didn't understand what the young man meant, his brows furrowed slightly, and a silver ingot appeared in the palm of his hand and threw it towards the young man.

"Thank you for the reward!" weighed the weight of the silver, and his immature face was like a chrysanthemum, and his smile was very bright.

"Now you can talk about it!" Yang Ming said angrily.

"Yes, yes......" The young man nodded again and again, and said busily: "After an hour, there is still a caravan heading to Fengcheng, but as far as Xiao knows, this caravan never seems to accept strangers. ”

"I'm in a bit of a hurry to go to Fengcheng, if you can let me join this caravan, it's yours......" As he spoke, Yang Ming seemed to be juggling, and a heavy bag of silver appeared in the palm of his hand.

Seeing this money bag, the greedy look flashed in the eyes of the young man with thief eyebrows, his throat couldn't help rolling, and he said without thinking about it: "Don't worry, the little one will be done for you!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the tea shed in front, after the matter is done, where will you find me......" Yang Ming smiled, pointed his finger slightly to the small tea shed a hundred meters away, and said.

After finishing speaking, Yang Ming was about to turn around and leave, at this time, the young man with thief eyebrows showed a hesitant look on his face, raised his head, and said loudly: "Childe, this ......"

"Hmm...... Anything else?" Yang Ming asked with a frown.

"Childe, according to the rules of our broker industry, you must press a deposit of 30% before doing things, you know the reason. The boy touched his nose a little embarrassedly and said.

Hearing this, Yang Ming frowned again, he really didn't know much about the rules of the broker's business, but if he wanted to do things, he had to pay silver, especially like Yang Ming, who needed to be dotted up and down, and it was understandable to ask for a deposit of thirty percent.

"Yes!" After pondering for a moment, Yang Ming nodded, took out two ingots of silver from the money bag, and threw them to the young man with the eyebrows and eyes of the thief.

Yang Ming's current assets, these silvers are not even a dime a dozen to him, as long as he can rush to Fengcheng as soon as possible, he is willing to double the amount of silver.

"Thank you, Childe!" the young man nodded and thanked him, and then hurriedly walked into the Qian Tong Trading House.

Yang Ming smiled, and immediately walked to the tea shed not far away, and packed some tea and dry food by the way in case of emergency.

From Jiuxing City to Fengcheng, there are thousands of miles in between, and it is always good to bring some food for yourself, besides, such a long journey is unlikely to be smooth.

For this, Yang Ming has long been mentally prepared, as long as he does not encounter a master above the late stage of the Tongmai Realm, Yang Ming's safety should not be a problem.

Sitting in the tea shed, Yang Ming took a sip of bitter tea, looking at the crowded streets, his heart couldn't help but be a little trance, unconsciously, he had been in this world for several years, and this time he went to Fengcheng, which was the first time he walked the rivers and lakes.

About half an hour later, the thief-eyed young man hurried back, his face was full of joy, thinking that Yang Ming's explanation of his matter should be done.

"Childe, it's done!" the boy said happily after taking a deep breath.

"Yes, let's lead the way!" Yang Ming picked up the dry food on the table, stood up with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, money can make ghosts grind, this sentence is useful no matter where it goes!

"Childe, please!"

The two soon came to the warehouse on the left, where a slightly obese middle-aged man was shouting, as if urging the workers to speed up the moving of goods.

Seeing this middle-aged man, the young man with thief eyebrows showed a kind smile on his face, and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a sneer: "Hehe, Steward Li, I haven't seen my demeanor for many days!"

Hearing the young man's voice, the middle-aged man turned his head, looked at Yang Ming with some surprise, and immediately smiled: "Sixth son, have you got a job again?"

Yang Ming examined the middle-aged man and found that in addition to being obese, his face was also a little dark and rough.