It is said that the Jianxue City that Subiezhi cooperated with the Xuandeng Temple people to defeat was not far from this Qianmu City. But I didn’t know much about it, and now that I’m thinking about it, I don’t have any other impressions.
The horses were galloping with great energy, and the flying snow splashed on the carriage frame. Fu Yunge tightened the brim of his hat and seemed to have seen the outline of Qianmu City.
Looking at the gloomy sky, Fu Yunge knew that today's night was not far away. Fortunately, we were able to arrive before nightfall, so we could have a peaceful sleep tonight.
…………
The horses moved into Qianmu City, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. However, what Ling Fu Yunge didn't expect was that Qianmu City was much larger than he imagined. Since there are few city walls on the mountainous plateau, Qianmu City is considered the first transportation hub to the north, so it occupies a vast area.
Although it is heading north, it cannot be called too far north, so the residents in the city do not have obvious life characteristics. Thick snow accumulates on the eaves of every house, which looks particularly warm.
It was getting late, so Fu Yunge found a place to rest, tied up his horse and went into the shop to rest. Perhaps because it was still the New Year holiday, the store was not busy at this time. There were only a few scattered pairs of people who looked like they were also merchants.
The shop owner blanched the deep red cooked meat and cut it into a plate, and added some side dishes for Fu Yunge to serve. Fu Yunge was not in a hurry and enjoyed the food slowly, thinking about the Bai Ku Blood Lotus in his mind.
If it is a land of extreme northern ice storms, it will be closer from here than through the desert. However, the Northern Legacy Snow Desert is vast and deep, so it would be great if we could find Lang Chenyan.
By the way, there has been no news from Lang Chenyan for a long time since they last parted. I don’t know if he has returned to Xuemo. It would be nice to see him and wish him a happy New Year.
Just as Fu Yunge put the last piece of meat into his mouth, he heard a few cheerful voices coming from outside the door.
"Hahaha, I will meet a noble person in the New Year. It seems that I will make a fortune this year."
Several people nearby smiled and agreed, and some expressed their agreement with excitement: "If this batch of business can be done, all of our brothers will become prosperous."
"As long as you are rich and noble, don't forget each other! Hahaha!"
The arrival of these people brought a little cheerful atmosphere to the quiet store, which Fu Yunge didn't dislike. And now, when he hears business-related content, he can't help but care about it.
So he didn't rush back to his room to hear what else they could talk about.
"Brother Cheng, serve us something good this time, warm a pot of rice wine!" The visitors walked straight to the counter and shouted to the shopkeeper they were familiar with.
The proud figures of several people swayed under the bright yellow light. The boss named Cheng followed him out with a smile on his face: "What good thing happened to you guys? Why come to my place for a drink today?"
"It's a good thing, it's a good thing anyway." A person following behind clapped his hands and shouted, "You are too late, otherwise you would have made a fortune."
Lao Cheng scratched his scalp and asked them to sit down: "I have a thin scalp, how can I make a fortune."
"I have a thin scalp, and I owe it to the outsiders to use their own methods to consecrate them!" The leader sat down proudly, patted the table and looked at Lao Cheng's scalp: "These outsiders have many good ways for you to make money. God knows what they have in their minds. What are you pretending to be!"
Fu Yunge's face changed color when he heard this.
Sure enough...it turned out to be those foreign businessmen again.
Unexpectedly, their hands have already reached here. Such speed is beyond expectation.
"Outsiders?" Lao Cheng turned around, "I saw them yesterday too, passing by on the street. What can they do?"
"Where did we think of this method before?" the leader said, "We used to plant snow lotus, which was just relying on the weather. But after this group of people came, they told us that they came to our snow lotus and sold it. I’ve seen it in some places, and it turns out that the real money comes from processing snowdrops and selling ready-made medicines.”
"They said they had already negotiated with big processing companies over there and got the secret recipe for processing. They came to our place to process and sell it themselves. They united the surrounding retail investors and set up a collective place, where they planted and processed together. I am responsible for transporting goods, but the price of collecting snowdrops has tripled!"
"Because it was Brother Chen who took the lead in the negotiations. It seems that the outsider was also very satisfied. He said that the first site would be built in Qianmu City. What should Brother Chen do... be the general manager!" Others said, "Because processing also requires people. , they asked Brother Chen to spread the word and let the idle old ladies and eldest girls from various families do this job together - the wages are quite high!"
The group of people were all talking, and Fu Yunge probably understood it. Naturally, he is not very thorough in the so-called business logic, but he is indeed shrewd enough.
The purpose of this group of businessmen is naturally not to do charity, but based on his thinking, he still doesn't understand what they are planning. It would be fine if it was just for everyone's own benefit, but he always felt that it wasn't that simple.
He had no intention of listening to the rest of the words, as his ears seemed to be filled with noise. Turning around and going back to his room, the voices gradually left him.
Fu Yunge felt a little sleepless all night long. In addition to the anxiety of searching for the Hundred Bitter Blood Lotus, he was also worried about the undercurrents surging in the lower world.
Early in the morning, he packed up and went out. The snowy road outside was still dark. After finding the horse, he picked it up and set off, gently breaking the tranquility of Qianmu City.
Walking outside the city, the road ahead was covered with pine forests. It was as dark as a samurai, making it difficult to see the road clearly.
After riding for a while, the sky still didn't get brighter, but the road became increasingly difficult. During this period, Fu Yunge checked several forked roads again and again before identifying the most rugged and narrow one. Some of them were even buried by the snow, reaching as high as the horse's knees.
After all, who would go straight into the snowy desert like me? Fu Yunge smiled bitterly. Looking at the horse that was getting slower and slower, he simply jumped down and swept the snow in front of him with a picked branch while moving forward slowly with the horse.
The air was still cold, but it didn't take long for Fu Yunge to start sweating a little. The moisture on the outside of his skin and the coldness on the inside made him uncomfortable, but he still didn't know how long this difficult journey would be. He could only hope that the sky would light up soon, so that it wouldn't be so dark.
After walking for a while, Fu Yunge and Ma were both a little tired. The surroundings were a little brighter, but the valley here was covered with pine forests, making it difficult for light to penetrate.
He finally sat down and leaned against an old tree root. The horse shook the snow on its body and stood quietly aside. The sounds of men and horses panting were very faint.
Fu Yunge patted the snow with a branch in his hand and looked up at the sky.
Walking alone like this for a long time, even though I was anxious, I felt even more lonely. The surroundings were deserted and deserted, and even the sounds seemed to be frozen, buried in the pine forest and snow.
"Huhu..."
Fu Yunge was in a daze for a while. Just as he stood up to leave, he found that the horse was raising its neck, as if it had heard something other than their own.
