Section 204 Team Price
"This is God overcoming the tribulation and collecting people. [Full text reading] device: no ads, full text, updated "", watch the latest update of this book." An older man actually said and sighed, "I heard that Hebei Shanxi is also in trouble."
"Let's all eat and drink, get some rest and get going!" The person who spoke was tall and burly, but very young. But he is still twenty-four or five years old, and his sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes show talent. As soon as he said this, everyone else fell silent. He was obviously the leader of the team.
At that moment, someone ordered the waiter who came with him to prepare food: here they only serve some rough food such as pancakes, hard steamed buns, pickles, pickles, garlic, etc. There are no vegetables and of course no meat. In the year of the great disaster, even the pancakes commonly eaten by local farmers became thick and black, with unknown amounts of grass roots, tree bark and other things mixed in. It was black, hard, and dry. Not to mention the three women, even the other knights grinned at the food and had no choice but to swallow it down with tea.
The young woman who just spoke couldn't help but frown while eating. After taking a few bites, she simply put it down and stopped eating.
"Eat quickly, there is still something to eat here. Going down, the young man who didn't know if he wanted to eat human head opened his teeth and smiled, which was indescribably sinister.
The three words "eating human flesh" were like a gust of gloomy wind blowing through the shed, making everyone in the shed stand up with sweat and no intention of sweating.
"You, just kidding..." The young woman forced a smile.
The middle-aged man with a local accent said: "There was such a thing when there was a military disaster in the local area more than ten years ago. The flesh of the dead was used as stuffing for steamed buns. Later, it happened and was taken to the local prince. I heard that he was asked to be beheaded." "
The young woman looked disgusted and looked at the food on the table - they were all vegetarian, and there was no trace of human flesh.
The group of people stopped talking and buried their heads in eating. The young man in the lead looked outside the shed while eating, as if waiting for someone.
After the meal, another person came in from outside, but he was dressed like a small businessman. After looking around, he went straight to the two tables where the knights were sitting.
"Sorry to bother you." He said with a smile to the middle-aged man with a local accent, "It's so hot. Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
The middle-aged man actually didn't care and let him sit down.
The waiter came up to him, and the vendor smiled and said, "As long as you have a bowl of water, you don't need anything else."
The tea shop doesn't charge for a bowl of plain water, and of course the waiter doesn't look good. A large bowl with black leather and coarse glaze was filled with a bowl of water. The vendor thanked him profusely, took out a piece of steamed bun as black as mud from his pocket, and ate it with water. &*． "". Fastest update ＊＊
"Doing business outside in the hot summer? It's really hard work."
"A villain does not live a day without food," said the vendor.
"Yizhou is a dead land now. What kind of business are you doing here?" The middle-aged man sneered.
"Every little bit of business that seeks profit, it makes the old man laugh when I talk about it." The merchant kept smiling, "I rely on my hard work to make a living." As he spoke, he drew a symbol on the table with his chopsticks.
The middle-aged man's eyes moved slightly and he glanced at the young man in the head. The young man nodded. The middle-aged man immediately laughed and said, "It's just a mouthful of food, and I can't even take a sip of tea." He immediately picked up the teapot and filled his bowl with tea.
"Thank you for the compliment, sir." The merchant smiled, picked up the tea bowl, drank the tea, finished the black cornstarch in three gulps, thanked him and got up.
The vendor walked along the official road for two or three miles, then turned to the path beside the road, sat down in a small forest, and picked up his straw hat to fan the wind. After a while, the group of knights resting in the tea shed also followed the trail.
Without replying for a moment, the merchant continued to lead the way - with flying steps, he soon led the knights to an ordinary farmyard. The menu opened automatically before you called me.
The small courtyard is in an extremely secluded location, with woods on three sides and a river on one side. Beyond the woods are vast fields. It is completely invisible from the road, and once the green gauze tent is in place, it is almost completely lost in it.
The knights entered the courtyard, which was a very ordinary farmhouse. There are three low houses with thatched roofs and courtyard walls made of rammed earth. There are some wheat straw and farm tools scattered in the yard. A stone mill is in the corner of the yard. It looks like it should be an ordinary middle-farmer's home, but it is not.
"Everyone, please come inside." The merchant said after knocking lightly at the door of the house a few times.
As soon as I entered the room, I realized that these small houses looked like ruins on the outside, but they looked like a wealthy family on the inside. The so-called mud walls, broken bricks, and thatched roofs are just deceptive tricks put on the outside to deceive people.
The floor inside the house is lower than outside, so it doesn't feel depressing inside.
Not only is the decoration luxurious, but all the furniture and furnishings are exquisite.
On the mahogany Eight Immortals table in the middle, two tables of delicacies have been prepared, and several maids are serving them with pots. What's even more amazing is that there is actually a large piece of ice placed in the middle of the room, which is steaming white. A group of people came in from the scorching sun and suddenly felt cool all over.
"It is disrespectful to prepare a small amount of wine." The merchant said with a smile, "Please have some wine and food and rest for a while. I will come to see you soon." After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.
"Everyone, sit down," the young man at the head greeted everyone, looking more like a master than the owner, "Come on, you can sit down, you're welcome, and eat. The dry pancakes along the way made my teeth break. Come on, give them to everyone. Pour the tea!”
The group of people sat down, and the young girl looked at the meat and vegetables on the table and couldn't help but hesitate. The young man at the head laughed, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth:
"Don't worry, this is the best ox meat."
The middle-aged man whispered: "Is this how you eat?"
"It's okay," the young man nodded, "don't drink."
Along the way, they encountered rough food, which was just enough to satisfy their hunger. Now there is a table of delicious food in front of them, and everyone eats it with great enthusiasm, like a wind and a lingering cloud. It was cleaned up in a matter of seconds.
The dishes are certainly delicious, but to organize such a banquet in this disaster-stricken area thousands of miles away shows the master's skill and ability.
After the banquet was over, the merchant came to the hall quietly.
"The commander-in-chief is already here and is waiting for you, sir."
"good."
"I'm sorry, I only see you sir..." the vendor said with a smile on his face, "please take care of me, sir."
"Easy to say." The young man nodded, "Let's lead the way."
The merchant took him to the door next to him, knocked on it, and pushed him in. Inside is another elegant room. There were already people waiting inside the house. He is an unattractive person, about forty years old. There is an unpredictable and sinister aura on his face.
Next to him is a maiden in red, carrying a long sword. There were eight big men on each side. It looks like the moon is surrounded by stars.
"This is Soul-Searching Sword Min Zhanlian." The vendor respectfully informed.
"Oh," the middle-aged man looked at the visitor, "I've heard his name for a long time."
Min Zhanlian nodded carelessly: "You're welcome." He didn't mean to be polite at all.
"Bold!" the young lady in red scolded, "I've met the venerable and yet you haven't seen him yet!"
Min Zhanlian showed off, took a seat in the guest seat, and said to the middle-aged man: "You want me to come this time, what exactly do you want me to do? What kind of god is this person?"
When the girl in red saw that the other party was her own, she immediately took a step forward, but was stopped by the middle-aged man's look.
"Young man, you are very courageous. But there is only a thin line between courage and arrogance." The middle-aged man pretended to be calm and said, "This religion is in the process of employing people, so I will not argue with you."
Min Zhanlian put on an expression that he couldn't bear it, "Who are you trying to kill? It's useless just to talk about this. It's hard for me to give you a quote, right? In this business, time is money, so we can't chat with you. .Please forgive me!"
The middle-aged man's eyes were full of anger, but now was the time for him to hire someone - this Min Zhanlian was known as the soul-searching sword in the world, and he was a killer whose life started at one hundred taels. His whereabouts are strange and he has a lot of work on his hands. It is not easy to hire him.
"That's the person." As soon as he signaled, someone sent a picture scroll.
On the scroll, the bust of Pirate Quanzi was drawn using line drawing.
"He's a Taoist priest."
"Yes, this man's secular name is Zhang and his Buddhist name is Tuoquanzi." The middle-aged man said, "He comes from Jiangnan. But his accent is very strange. I don't know the specific origin."
Min Zhanlian nodded to express his understanding. asked:
"Where is this person?"
The middle-aged man told him about the Taoist temple where Pirates Quanzi settled.
"I have sent people to keep an eye on him. We can know his movements every day."
"Okay, let's talk business now," Min Zhanlian said.
"One hundred taels per life. I will pay one hundred taels."
"Humph, this is the lowest price. How much this person's life is worth will only be known after my people have seen it." Min Zhanlian chuckled, "Killing a farmer and killing a master of martial arts are both one hundred taels. I Isn’t it a big loss?”
"He is just a Taoist priest with some medical skills..."
"If it's so simple, why do you still invite me? Don't you have a few desperadoes who can kill people?" Min Zhanlian sneered. Those who come to him to get money to buy people's lives are either too weak to do so. , or he just doesn’t want to come forward, and the person being assassinated is never a simple person.
When traveling around the world, monks and Taoists are generally not easy targets to mess with. The other party's power in Lunan is not small, and they have to go all the way to invite him to take action. This so-called Taoist Zhang is by no means an ordinary kind person.
"Okay, how much money do you want?"
"I said, I have to wait until my people have seen it before settling the matter." Min Zhanlian said, "However, from now on I will charge."
"What? Are you going to charge money if things are not done?" The middle-aged man finally couldn't help asking.
"Of course, my men and horses also need to eat and drink, and they can't live in obedience." Min Zhanlian said, "Several of my brothers are masters with special abilities, and I must have their help when I do things. From now on, Seven taels or three denarii a day. Calculated on a daily basis, one day counts as a day.”
