In order not to become a woman, Hu Chunxiang led Lu Bai to be the chief helmsman of the Qingshan Gang.
Qingshanbang Chief Rudder is adjacent to the pier.
When they arrived, the coolies were carrying bags of grain into the granary.
Lu Bai looked up at the granary, which was tall and pointed, like hills.
He couldn't help but marvel that it would have been a long time ago for him to have so much food.
"With so much food, can you eat it all in Yongle City?" Lu Bai asked.
"This is nothing, you haven't seen more. Also, how much money can be made in Yongle City? These grains will be sent to the north soon." Hu Chunxiang spoke unabashedly, "The real money is earned in the north.
, the west side is just fine.”
In the continuous war in the north, food and grass are hard currency, so of course you can earn money.
Since the west does not produce grain, it is normal for grain prices to be high.
but……
"I heard that due to repeated attacks on the Southern Dynasty's cities, the imperial court has ordered the closure of border markets."
Lu Bai remembered that the court had such a decree in winter.
Yancheng was close to the border, so the decree was also conveyed to Yancheng.
"That's the truth, but just because of the law, the price of food is high. If you have money, you're a bastard."
Hu Chunxiang led the way, bypassing the busy granary, and then turned to the big house behind where the Qingshan Gang was located.
The granary in front, the house in the back...
Lu Bai had to admire the layout of this house.
"Our gang leader said that the granary must be guarded every day, and the best way to guard it is to keep it under your nose."
Except for the strict supervision, one could see the gang members coming and going, and the guards did not dare to neglect it, because the gang leader would come out at any time.
"That makes sense!"
Lu Bai now knew why the boss's office was not at the front desk, but at the back of the office area.
The front door of Qingshan Gang's house is very domineering.
The majestic stone lion, vermilion door, and high threshold all reveal the owner's status in Yongle City.
Just as they were about to step in, a group of people walked out.
This group of people have dark skin, high noses, deep eyes and thick eyebrows. They are tall and tall. They wear animal skin clothes. You can tell at a glance that they are visitors from the north.
It seems that what Hu Chunxiang said is true.
The Green Shirt Gang does do business with people from the north.
A group of people stood almost side by side, discussing something, but they were mumbling so much that Lu Bai couldn't understand a word.
Door width is limited.
If they were walking side by side, there would be no room for Lu and Bai to enter.
So, Lu Bai stopped and waited for them to pass by before stepping in.
Although he stopped, he had no intention of giving up a seat. Someone from the North Country had to stop and go around him.
Hu Chunxiang pulled Lu Bai.
Lu Bai still refused to let him go.
This is not a matter of taking one or two steps, but simply retreating to the side of the road.
Lu Bai is not a slave.
Definitely not allowed.
The people from the north had no intention of giving in. They walked straight over and even put their arms around each other.
This will knock Lu Bai down.
Unfortunately, they made the wrong calculation.
Among the northerners, a heavyweight man with a big belly, strong and fat, who was not easy to mess with at first glance, bumped into Lu Bai.
boom!
The man hit the screen wall inside the door.
The arms of the two people hugging the man were almost broken.
They looked at their companions, then looked back at Lu Bai in surprise.
The leader has little dreadlocks.
He looked stern but was angry, and spoke in unfamiliar Southern dialect, "You, what are you doing!"
"It's blocking the road."
Lu Bai said casually.
He is looking at the panel.
The people of the Northern Kingdom were all loyal and would not bully me. This collision actually resulted in a critical hit of 1,000 points of merit.
"You claim to be a country of etiquette, but you don't even know how to get around." The little pigtail said.
Lu Bai looked away from the panel and looked at them with interest, "You still claim to be good at fighting, but you don't even know how to fight. What are you talking about?"
He waved to them to hurry up.
The northerners were stunned.
They looked at their companions under the shadow wall, their heads were down, their bodies were up, their mouths were full of laughter, and they were unconscious.
They are good at fighting, but they are not stupid.
It will look like this as soon as you touch it. If you really do it...
"Ahem, Shangbang is a land of etiquette. We have admired it for a long time, and now we finally have the opportunity to visit in person. We will definitely study hard and never use sticks or guns to ruin the scenery."
The leader, the little braided man, raised his hand towards Lu Bai and asked his subordinates to get out of their way, "Sir, please."
"What the hell?" Lu Bai was dumbfounded.
He is still waiting to reap the merit points, how could he be let go so casually?
Lu Bai said seriously: "I have long heard that the people of the Northern Kingdom are good at fighting, and that one person can withstand a million soldiers. I can finally see it today."
The people in the north were also dumbfounded.
Who are the people on horseback? How come this person is more warlike than them?
The little braid clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, we are disciples of the Buddha's country and we have always been compassionate."
They lowered their heads together, sang "Amitabha", turned around and wanted to leave.
Lu Bai stopped them again.
"Since you are a member of the Buddhist country who saves people in distress, you have to help me. I will die if I don't fight." Lu Bai looked sincere.
"No, absolutely must not..."
boom!
boom!
Lu Bai took action one after another, knocking everyone down.
He hit his crotch all over, and with the sound of the egg cracking, he got twenty merit points.
There were four more people who made a critical attack, ranging from one thousand to five thousand, and they robbed a total of twelve thousand merit points.
But that's not the strangest thing.
The strangest thing is that when he kicked the little pigtail, the panel actually showed 20,000 merit points.
Not a critical hit.
It wasn't Lu Bai who beat the little braid to death.
[A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years, triggering a new title with a merit value of 20,000]
Lu Bai stood there blankly, confused.
Hatred?
When did he have a grudge against the people from the North?
Lu Bai moved closer to the little pigtail, wanting to see if he knew this person, but the pain made the little pigtail's features twist into a ball.
Nothing can be seen.
However, since the panel says he is an enemy, he is almost an enemy.
Since he is an enemy, he must not let him go. By the way, he can also ask if there are any other enemies. If so...
Lu Bai thought for a while.
Since it is a title reward, it is estimated that it will only be rewarded once, and no matter how many enemies there are, there will be no reward.
"What a pity." Lu Bai sighed.
He grabbed the little pigtail, let the rest of the people go, called Hu Chunxiang, and dragged the little pigtail inside.
The courtyard is busy.
"What! Someone killed Hu Chunxiang!"
A bearded man who looked exactly like Zhang Fei was sitting in the middle of the lobby.
He slammed the table angrily, "Who, who is so bold, dares to hurt our Qing Shi Gang people!"
"Yan, the grain caravan came from Yancheng." The people of the Qingshan Gang were still frightened after the disaster.
"Grain merchant?"
The bearded man narrowed his eyes and said with sinisterness all over his body, "Anyone who dares to kill me will no longer want to do business in Yongle City!"
"Gang, gang leader, he, he wants to do business!"
Seeing the gang leader, Hu Chunxiang hurriedly left Lu Bai, the great killer, and ran to the front.
He finally understood that Lu Bai was a reckless man, the kind of reckless man who would kill him whenever he saw him, no matter who he was.
The farther away you are from this reckless man, the better, just in case you kill him on a whim.
The members of the Qingshan Gang who were being questioned by the gang leader were shocked.
"Ghost, ghost!" a group of people shouted.
"Ghost you, uncle!"
The gang leader was not frightened by Hu Chunxiang, but was frightened by this man's howling.