Chapter 338: Penglai Immortal Capital

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The young man finished speaking.

The bearded bodyguard will lead people to pull the goods.

Song Che quickly reached out to stop them, "Hey, if you want to buy my salt, why don't you give me a price?"

The bearded man snorted: "You really have no discernment. Our Jiang family collects salt and the price is always one hundred and fifty cents per catty."

One hundred and fifty coins?

The ex-factory price of salt is 120 fen, he received 150 fen, and the profit was only 30 fen?

Song Che's cart of salt weighed about 500 kilograms. After selling it all, he earned fifteen taels. After deducting the labor wages, food and accommodation for the long journey, and paying taxes, how much was left?

So damn dark!

Nowadays, there is a shortage of salt everywhere, and there are many people who want three hundred pennies per pound. Only a fool can sell it to him for one hundred and fifty pennies.

"I won't sell it." Song Che decisively refused.

"Not selling?" The bearded man poked Song Che in the chest and said in a threatening tone: "You are toasting me and you will be fined if you don't eat."

Jiang Yuntian leaned against Jiang Yuntian who was sitting on the carriage, gently pushed away his bamboo hat, revealed a murderous look, and said coldly: "Don't dirty my brother's clothes."

The bearded man was stunned.

There is an essential difference between a tiger that has eaten people and a dog that only barks.

One look scared away a bunch of people.

This is also the reason why Song Che wants to bring Jiang Yuntian together. As long as he is here, he will never have to worry about being bullied.

"Okay, business is about mutual consent. Since you don't want to sell, I won't force you... let's go."

The young man gave an unfriendly look and lowered the curtains.

Big Beard and the bodyguards returned to the caravan, continued their journey, and accelerated their speed, intending to throw Song Che and the others away.

"Tsk! What's so big about it? In terms of financial resources, you are not even qualified to carry our boss's shoes!" Lu Jingxiang sneered at the caravan.

"Looking at their eyes, they seem to be eyeing you." Jiang Yuntian said.

"Normally, for an oligarch who is a monopoly, most of their business is obtained by robbing. I just don't know whether it is overt or covert robbing."

Song Che greeted: "Let's go, don't delay the trip, we must arrive at Dengzhou City before nightfall."

Keep on your way.

After traveling for twenty miles, it was noon and we were exhausted.

There happened to be a small pavilion on the roadside, and a few people drove the carriage there, planning to rest for a while before leaving.

In mid-February, the spring breeze blows and everything comes alive.

Weeds half as tall as a man rise and fall like blue waves, "rustling..." a hoarse and low voice sounds like a whisper.

Nangong Yue and Lu Jingxiang were immediately alert: "Boss, there is a situation."

Song Che said calmly: "It's not unexpected, it's just unexpected."

"As long as I'm here, there will be no surprises."

Jiang Yuntian swallowed the dried meat in his hand, wiped the oil stains on Song Che's body, and smiled: "There is oil on my hands, so I can't hold the sword steadily."

Song Che rolled his eyes.

Jiang Yuntian chewed and walked out of the pavilion with his sword in hand.

Nangong Yue and Lu Jingxiang wanted to follow, but Song Che reached out to stop them and said softly: "No need."

Jiang Yuntian walked to the moving grass and shouted: "Stop hiding, come out and die."

The moving grass suddenly stopped.

It seemed that even the wind had stopped breathing.

"Whizzing!"

Sudden!

Two darts shot out from the grass.

Jiang Yuntian dodged one sideways and reached out to grab one. It was a diamond-shaped dart, reserved only for Ronin.

"Back to you!"

Jiang Yuntian threw the dart back the way it came.

"ah!"

Let's hear a scream.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Eight ronin wearing bamboo hats and holding Japanese swords sprang out from the grass at the same time!

"choke!"

Jiang Yuntian suddenly drew his sword and flashed in the air. Before his feet even touched the ground, three heads fell down.

"Hazard!"

The remaining five ronin split into five groups and chopped at Jiang Yuntian.

Jiang Yuntian fought back with the sword in his right hand and then switched to his left hand. There was a hand-to-hand exchange of "bang bang bang bang". He used the power of one sword to fight against five Japanese swords and completely gained the upper hand.

Ronin was forced to retreat continuously, and the attack became chaotic!

Jiang Yuntian spotted one person's flaw and pierced his throat with his sword. He jumped out of the circle surrounded by five people and turned around to slash out a sword energy.

"It's sword energy!"

Nangong Yue and Lu Jingxiang exclaimed at the same time.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

All the Japanese swords were cut off.

The ronin knew that they were no match, so they grabbed smoke bombs one after another and tried to escape by blinding them.

Jiang Yun, God give him a chance?

With two vertical and horizontal sword energy, he slashed out the word "ten" and cut three people in half in an instant!

The remaining two wanderers plunged into the blue sea, trying to hide in the weeds.

Jiang Yuntian stomped on the ground, shaking up the two broken blades, and slapped them hard with the sword blade, "Whoosh!" The broken blades penetrated into the grass, completing the final harvest.

Jiang Yuntianzhen wiped the blood off the sword, sheathed the sword, and walked back to the pavilion. Killing was as simple as that.

The two female swordsmen were stunned.

"It looks like it's going to rain again, so hurry up and get on your way."



For the remaining twenty miles, the team did not stop.

Before unitary hour in the afternoon, Dengzhou City came into view.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and a thunderstorm was coming.

When Song Che and the others arrived at the gate of Dengzhou City, the Jiang family's caravan was also inspecting the goods at the gate.

After seeing Song Che and the others safe and sound, all the bodyguards showed incredulous looks.

No surprises.

After showing the road guide and salt guide, and accepting the inspection, Song Che and the others successfully entered Dengzhou City.

Dengzhou, also known as "Penglai", has legends about immortals since ancient times. Its blue-green architectural style and wide and neat bluestone roads seem to come out of an ink painting.

Looking around, the tall building standing on the top of the seaside is the most prestigious Penglai Pavilion.

Next to the Penglai Pavilion, there stands a majestic palace, with flying pavilions and flowing pills, beautiful buildings and jade buildings, row upon row, which is the residence of the Longevity Immortal.

Dengzhou is a city where you can feel the "divineness" as soon as you step into it. Compared with Beijing and Hangzhou, it has its own unique charm and prosperity.

"Boom!"

A loud thunder pierced the sky.

"Crash..."

The downpour came as expected.

Song Che found an inn closest to the pier and asked for four rooms on the third floor. By opening the window, he could see the entire Dengzhou Port.

The thunder is rolling, the wind is rushing, and the rain is pouring——

Penglai Pavilion in the rain is like a graceful and slender fairy. One moment she is "naked", and the next moment she is covered with gauze. She bathes in the sea and is baptized by wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Song Che put away the telescope, closed the window against the wind and rain, and twisted his soaked sleeves.

At this time, the waiter knocked on the door.

Song Che let him in.

The waiter walked into the guest room carrying a stove and said, "Sir, our Dengzhou area is no different from other places. As long as it rains, it will be deadly cold. Your accent sounds like an outsider, so be sure to add extra quilts and clothes."

"then."

Song Che casually threw a piece of broken silver to the waiter. He had a sweet mouth and deserved to be rewarded.

The waiter held the money and smiled: "Thank you, sir."

"By the way, waiter, is there anyone living in Penglai Pavilion?"

Rather than looking blindly with a telescope, it is better to find a local to ask for the truth.

The waiter said: "Penglai Pavilion is used to enjoy the scenery of the sea. Generally, no one lives on it. If you want to go up there, you probably have to wait for two more days... Some time ago, the prince felt that Penglai Pavilion was not high enough. We also asked craftsmen to raise two floors, which was just completed two days ago and has not yet been officially opened to the public."

"Prince?" Song Che frowned and asked, "But Zhao Xin, the King of Anyang."

"Yes, that's him,"

As soon as King Anyang was mentioned, the waiter was full of praise: "Your Majesty, he loves the people like a son, reduces taxes, builds schools, builds bridges and paves roads. Dengzhou City has never been so good. Also, since the prince came, the immortals have also Then comes the crane!"

"Immortal?" Song Che frowned and asked, "But Immortal Master Hong Hai?"

"Yes, it's him!"

When mentioning this immortal master, Xiao Er's eyes were filled with admiration: "The immortal master has returned to his hometown and is respected by all people. In twelve days, it will be his 100th birthday. It is said that on the night of his birthday, the immortal master will fly from Penglai Pavilion to Wanshou. In the palace, we have placed fine wine, jade dew, elixirs and elixirs in the palace to entertain the distinguished guests from all over the world who come to celebrate their birthdays!"

Even the waiter is so obsessed with it, and the people of Dengzhou are probably even more obsessed.

When admiration and faith are deeply ingrained in people’s hearts…

That would be difficult.

Difficult? what to do?