Winding peaks and emerald green waves. In this season of spring and summer solstice, the majestic and steep Hengji Mountains are covered in green and are already lush.
Among the mountains, there is an ordinary-looking village. On the square in front of the village, dozens of young men and women are competing with each other.
An old man wearing a black robe with a red crow embroidered on his chest stood expressionlessly in front of the wooden house. His eyes seemed to be lingering on the square, and he seemed to be looking at the boundless mountains in the distance.
His name is Ju Mu Zhiwen, he is the great elder of the Black Xi people, and he is at the pinnacle of cultivation in the Zi Mansion.
Of course, Zifu is the name in the world of cultivation. In the Wu Clan, with his level of cultivation, he is called a great wizard. Below him, there are witch disciples and wizards; above him, there are witch kings, witch kings and witch lords.
There is only one Witch King in the entire Black Xi clan.
"To the great elder," a wizard came to report: "In this witch disciple selection competition, a total of thirty-two qualified disciples were selected. Please give the great elder a lecture."
There was no response from above.
The wizard felt strange and looked up at Ju Mu Zhiwen, only to see the great elder staring into the distance without paying attention to what was going on around him.
He couldn't help but look back and saw two flying boats coming from the end of the mountains. The front one is two stories high and is painted earthy brown. A large word "mi" is written prominently on the bow.
"It's the Mi family's caravan." He suddenly realized.
At this moment, Ju Mu Zhiwen’s voice sounded:
"I have guests to receive. Let the Second Elder handle the lectures!"
"As ordered!" The wizard said in a deep voice, not daring to disobey.
Ju Mu Zhiwen walked towards the reception hall down the mountain. Before leaving, he glanced at the neatly arranged disciples in the square and sighed in his heart:
"No matter how good your qualifications are, what's the use? If you don't die, you won't be able to get out of this mountain for the rest of your life!"
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Guest hall
More than a dozen people sat down separately, with Ju Mu Zhiwen occupying the main seat, and two wizards standing behind him.
The guest of honor is a young man with a handsome appearance and a tall and straight figure. He is dressed in a black embroidered and embroidered robe with flowing cloud patterns. He is holding a shining dark gold folding fan. He stands out from the crowd with a jade tree facing the wind.
This person came to the hall and saluted respectfully: "Junior Mi Shaolan has met the great elder."
Ju Mu Zhiwen waved his hand: "Where is your father? He didn't come?"
"My father went to the capital to purchase goods," Mi Shaolan explained: "So this time it is the junior who comes to trade, please ask the elder Haihan."
"Hmph," Ju Mu Zhiwen looked a little unswerving and said calmly, "Tell me, what kind of goods did you bring this time?"
"Yes," Mi Shaolan responded, with a hint of pride on his face, and said loudly: "The Lanfang caravan of my Mi family has brought a lot of good things this time, including Chenzhou's cloud pattern brocade, Faozhou's weaving Celadon freshly produced from Jin Kiln, ambergris from Jiahai County of Yaozhou, fragrant rice from Zhaizhou, and fine sea salt from Maotian County of Runzhou..."
"Oh?" Ju Mu Zhiwen looked indifferent. It wasn't until he heard the word "sea salt" that he became more energetic: "The sea salt from Maotian County, um, how many products are there and what's the price?"
"A total of five hundred thousand catties, one silver coin per catty, which is one spiritual stone per hundred catties."
"Bang!" Ju Mu Zhiwen slapped his gum and said angrily: "In the prefectures and counties of the Qin State, one silver coin can buy ten catties of salt. Your Mi family sold it to me in Hengji Mountain for three catties of silver, which is a huge profit several times over. You guys. Still not satisfied, now it has increased to one pound of silver! Do you think that all the spiritual stones in my Hengji Mountain were blown by the strong wind? "...
"Great Elder, please calm down," Mi Shaolan hurriedly explained: "Each pound of silver is ordinary rock salt, which tastes bitter and has many impurities. The sea salt from Maotian County is as bright as beads and as bright as snow. It is not only famous in the Qin Dynasty, but also It is famous throughout the Eastern Territory. To be honest, our Lanfang Trading Company spent seventy copper coins per catty just to purchase the price. The price of selling it to your place was one silver coin, so we really made no money!"
"Haha," Ju Mu Zhiwen sneered, "I am a poor mountaineer in Hengji Mountain who cannot afford these high-end goods. Either we pay the old price of three pounds of silver per pound, or you take it back!"
"Great Elder..." Mi Shaolan still wanted to speak, but Jumu Zhiwen had already turned his face to one side, pointed at another person and asked: "Shopkeeper Liu, what kind of goods are you doing this time?"
Mi Shaolan was filled with hatred. Not only did he not make any money for every three pounds of silver, he also suffered a lot of losses. But these salts took up most of the cabin and were his focus this time. How could he bring them back? Who can I talk to about the spiritual stones that have been consumed back and forth?
Besides, when he comes here, he not only sells goods, but also purchases. If he doesn't dispose of this batch of salt, how can he load it?
What puzzled him was that the great elder had been cooperating with their Lanfang Trading Company for more than a day or two. They had gained a lot of benefits over the years, especially this batch of sea salt, which the great elder had specially ordered last time. I originally thought that this shipment would be very profitable, and I gave the other party a lot of favors. Unexpectedly, this guy turned his back and lowered the price wantonly. What was he going to do, destroy his own brand?
Every time Lanfang Trading Company goes into the mountains, there are often some local merchants accompanying them. This has been a rule for many years.
Shopkeeper Liu was one of the entourage. At this moment, when the elder asked, he quickly introduced: "What the shop brought this time is a batch of talismans produced by Yuoling County..."
Ju Mu Zhiwen nodded slightly, and then asked the next follower. These people are regular customers who often travel to Hengji Mountain, and they bring the goods they usually sell.
He couldn't help but feel uninterested. At this time, the last entourage had arrived, but he was a young man with an unfamiliar face, but he had a handsome appearance and a calm demeanor. Ju Mu Zhiwen was slightly surprised and asked:
"What do you call your Excellency? I wonder what good things you have brought to me, Hengji Mountain?"
The young man smiled, clasped his fists and said, "Junior Liu Yun, a native of Zhaoxi County. This time I came with the young master of Lanfang Trading Company and brought some specialties from my hometown, please appreciate them."
As he spoke, he waved his hands and took out a large vat from the storage bag, which contained a kind of thumb-sized, silvery-white dried fish. It was full and as bright as silver flakes.
"Dried fish?" Ju Mu Zhiwen frowned. Hengji Mountain is crisscrossed by rivers and lakes, and there is no shortage of fish of all kinds.
"This is the dried fish of silverleaf fish. It can be eaten raw or cooked. It tastes tender and smooth. It can also strengthen the body. Great elder, you might as well try it."
The young man said confidently, taking out a jade bowl, putting a little on it, and pushing it with his hand, the jade plate floated to the old man.
Ju Mu Zhiwen looked at it intently. This jade wrist was crystal clear and extremely exquisite in workmanship. It was thought to be worth a lot of money. He knew very well that this was a secret gift to him, so he smiled reservedly, took a small fish, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully for a while, and his eyes lit up!
"It's really delicious! Okay, okay! Fellow Daoist Liu, how many whitebaits do you have? I want them all!"
ps: I wrote a big chapter, and I feel it is more appropriate to divide it into two chapters. One chapter will be posted first, and the other chapter will be posted later. .
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