Fishing town, Fangshi.
This is a small market where various items are traded. When Li Changsheng came here, he came to a small alley and entered a remote shop.
This shop has no name, but it buys and trades some special items.
Li Changsheng knew about this place and bought it with one hundred coins. He only knew that stolen goods could be sold here, so he naturally wanted to sell the refined salt to the owner of this shop.
After entering the store, he saw an old man in his fifties. This was Mr. Mo, the owner of the store.
"Hello, Mr. Mo."
Li Changsheng greeted.
Mr. Mo looked at Li Changsheng and felt that he was very strange. He must have never seen him before.
"What are you buying, little friend?"
Mr. Mo asked casually.
"Mr. Mo, I want to sell something." Li Changsheng said.
"What are you selling? I won't accept ordinary things!"
Mr. Mo smiled.
Li Changsheng did not speak, but took out a piece of cloth and opened it, revealing some refined salt.
Mr. Mo looked at these refined salts and did not recognize them at first, but soon showed his surprise, and then took a little salt and took a lick.
"Refined salt, and it's such pure fine salt, with almost no impurities, it's better than the refined salt from the salt shop!" Mr. Mo was surprised.
But soon, he shook his head again, "Too little, just this little salt, I'm not interested!"
"Of course it's more than that!" Li Changsheng said mysteriously: "If Mr. Mo wants it, I can send a lot of refined salt, and it is twice cheaper than the refined salt from the salt shop."
“Twice cheaper!”
When Mr. Mo heard this, he immediately became interested. This is a big deal!
He knows very well that there is no need to worry about selling refined salt of this quality. Ordinary people may not have the channels to sell it, but he has the backing, so there is no problem in selling it.
However, why would Li Changsheng sell such high-quality refined salt to him, and why didn't the forces behind it sell it themselves?
Unless there is no powerful force behind Li Changsheng, but he accidentally obtained a large amount of refined salt, this possibility is not impossible.
When he thought of this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and already had other plans in mind.
"What do you call me, little friend?"
Mo Lao smiled and asked for advice.
"Zhang Er!" Li Changsheng said a name casually.
When Mr. Mo heard the name, he knew it was a pseudonym, but he didn't care.
"Zhang Xiaoyou, how much refined salt do you have on your hands?" asked Mr. Mo.
Li Changsheng took the package on the table and opened a large bag of refined salt. "I brought these first. I can bring more refined salt for the next transaction."
Mr. Mo made a rough estimate and found that there was about a pound of refined salt. If it were placed in a salt store, a pound of refined salt would cost at least 10 taels of silver, which is one tael of gold.
Li Changsheng sold it twice as cheap, that is, 5 taels of silver.
Although the transaction of 5 taels of silver is not much, it is just the beginning. If there is a lot of refined salt behind it, it will be a big deal.
"Can!"
Mr. Mo weighed the refined salt, which was almost a pound, and then handed it to Li Changsheng five taels of silver to complete the transaction.
"Mr. Mo, do you have any martial arts skills here?"
Li Changsheng asked.
"Zhang Xiaoyou wants to practice martial arts?" Mr. Mo asked.
"Yes!" Li Changsheng nodded.
Mr. Mo said: "Did Zhang Xiaoyou know that the imperial court has very strict control over martial arts?"
"That's not clear." Li Changsheng shook his head.
Mr. Mo explained: "Martial arts skills can be copied at will. A copy of the skills can be sold to ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people or even ten thousand people, but in fact not many people have access to the martial arts skills. This It is a restriction imposed by the imperial court. The Daqi Dynasty respects martial arts, but ordinary people are actually not qualified to practice martial arts. The military and Yamen police officers can have access to martial arts skills, as well as major sects, etc. There are also ancestral traditions from major aristocratic families. Kungfu techniques, and applying for a martial arts school with the government. Apart from these channels, it is almost impossible to practice martial arts through other channels. After all, these forces do not want ordinary people to practice martial arts and threaten their status."
"Mr. Mo, you mean you don't have any martial arts skills here?"
Li Changsheng asked.
"No." Mr. Mo shook his head, "My understanding is that martial arts skills are not easy to obtain, so you have to pay more!"
"..."
Li Changsheng was speechless. He wanted to sell the co-author at a high price!
"How much?" Li Changsheng asked. He needed martial arts skills very much. Even though Mr. Mo's price was high, he accepted it. After all, he had no other way to obtain martial arts skills.
"Martial arts are divided into Tiandi Xuanhuang. The martial arts skills of the lower-level Huang level cost 100 taels of silver each. The martial arts skills of the middle-level Huang level cost 200 taels of silver each. The martial arts skills of the upper-level Huang level cost 500 taels each. As for the Xuan-level skills The above skills are almost only owned by major aristocratic families in the county. I can't get them, and even if I get them, I don't dare to sell them!" Mr. Mo introduced.
"First give me a low-level Huang-level martial arts book!"
Li Changsheng doesn't have that much money now, so he can only buy low-level yellow-level exercises. When he has money in the future, he can buy higher-level martial arts exercises.
"There are a total of thirteen low-level Huang-level exercises in my store. Xiaoyou Zhang, please choose one."
Mr. Mo took out a series of secret books, which should all be handwritten.
"Zixia Gong!"
"Heaven and Earth Technique!"
"Liuhe is the only master of martial arts!"
The names of these secret books are more deceiving than the last, making them look like heaven-level exercises.
"Mr. Mo, aren't these low-level Huang-level skills too exaggerated?"
Li Changsheng couldn't help but complain.
"Ahem!" Mr. Mo coughed softly and said: "These low-level yellow-level skills were created with such names to sell them easily. But you can rest assured that these are real skills, and you can practice them to the ninth-level level. It’s not a problem, but if you want to rely on these low-level yellow-level skills to reach the seventh- or eighth-level realm, it will probably be a bit difficult.”
Li Changsheng also knew that the Huang-level low-level skills were spicy chicken, and the requirements were not that high.
"I'll choose this one!"
Li Changsheng pointed at the secret book of the Great Sun Kung and said.
"100 taels of silver." Mr. Mo said.
Li Changsheng took out a one-hundred-tael silver note and handed it to Mr. Mo. After Mr. Mo confirmed that it was genuine, he put it away and gave Li Changsheng the secret book of the Great Sun Power.
"Goodbye, Mr. Mo."
Li Changsheng took this secret book and left.
And just after Li Changsheng walked out of the store, a young man wearing a boy's clothes came out from behind, "Master!"
"Xiao Feng, follow him, find out where he lives, and then follow him."
Mr. Mo said.
"yes!"
The young man Xiaofeng responded.
…
"Mr. Mo may send warriors to follow me. I need to find a place to take off my disguise, change my clothes and leave!"
Li Changsheng walked around, entered a shop, quickly removed his makeup, then took off his outer clothes, threw them into the package, and then came out.
After coming out, he wandered around the town before returning home.
Inside Mo Lao's shop.
Xiaofeng is back.
"Master, have I lost you?"
Xiaofeng knelt down in the tunnel.
"What, you, a ninth-level warrior, are following an ordinary person, and how can you lose him?" Mr. Mo was furious.
"Master, I saw Zhang Er entering a shop, but I never saw him come out. When I couldn't help but go in to look for him, I found that the man was not in the shop at all, as if he had disappeared out of thin air." Xiaofeng explained road.
"Disappear into thin air?"
Mr. Mo naturally didn't believe that the other party would disappear out of thin air. He probably knew that someone was following him and escaped under the cover of the store.
As for how the other party did it, he didn't know.
Disguise?
Or maybe a human skin mask.
"It seems that I underestimated that person. That's right. If you dare to directly take out refined salt of that quality, you are definitely not an ordinary person." Mr. Mo murmured.
