The guest in white smiled when he saw it, threw the broken silver to him, got up and left the tavern.
The waiter who followed him asked: "Bai Duzhi, is that man telling the truth?"
"The above may be true, but the black dragon pattern is just made up by him." Bai Ziqi bought a bag of honey wine from the tavern and took a sip casually, "This wine is not bad... the black dragon's horns are still sharp at the moment.
Like a dagger, it has not yet forked."
Jiao, after all, is not a dragon.
"Why do these people always lie when they brag?"
"People like to make up these things, and others will pay more attention to them." Bai Ziqi sighed, "It just makes it more difficult for us to identify fakes."
He strolled on the pier, with sparkling waves on the sea and people coming and going on the trestle.
Lifu was busy unloading the goods, and the seagulls were busy stealing food, but everything seemed in order.
Many years ago, Bai Ziqi was on a business trip to the Yao Kingdom and landed in Julu Port. But at that time, Julu Port was chaotic and smelly, with sewage flowing everywhere, shabby houses, and people of unknown origin wandering back and forth in the streets and alleys.
If a passerby is alone, he will most likely get a slap on the back of the head, and when he wakes up, he will be stripped naked - if he can still wake up.
It can be said that Julu Port is the epitome of the chaos in the Golden Plains, and it must teach those who have just set foot on this land a profound lesson.
But today’s Julu Port is completely different from what it was six years ago.
There are ships docking at the pier every hour, and then there is loading and unloading of cargo. Lifu and the sailors can be busy until late at night.
The trestles and warehouses have been renovated, and the roads have been widened. Every half an hour, patrols appear in key areas.
Julu Port has become busy, there are fewer pickpockets and robbers, and there are fewer zombie-like people - the busy port provides a large number of jobs, and there are fewer people engaged in illegal activities.
Bai Ziqi stood at the pier and looked north, where he could see row after row of brand-new and tall warehouses.
The waiter behind him said: "I have inquired, these are the warehouses of the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce. Now, 70% of the warehouses in Julu Port are rented or built by the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce."
"In other words, 70% of the goods circulating here belong to the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce; 70% of the people in Julu Port are working for Yangshan." Bai Ziqi touched his chin and said, "In the past, when I saw He Xiao, I just
I thought this man was thoughtful and had something to hide, but I didn't expect him to be so successful in business."
He Xiao had only been away from Bejia for a few years, but he had actually built a huge business system, even in the famously chaotic Goldfields Plains.
The future life is terrible.
"Let's go and see the famous Ghost Market sign."
Today's ghost market is even more lively than before. It has almost become an all-weather market. All kinds of weird things will appear here. Not only weapons and magic tools, but sometimes even the skulls of unknown creatures, or things whose origins and efficacy are questionable.
Little pills.
The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the ghost market sign.
This sign is used to post rewards, find people and find things, exchange information, and buy and sell intelligence. After Julu Port is busy, the ghost market signboard has become the most important information exchange station in the Eastern Flash. There are a lot of people who see the light and those who don’t see the light every day.
Messages are relayed here.
Some of the notes on the notice board have faded and the handwriting has become lighter, but a large number of the papers are newly posted, and most of them have words like "Rebels recruiting people, food, shelter and salary included" written crookedly.
The waiter couldn't help but said: "They also wrote down the recruitment location, aren't they afraid of being taken over by the officials?"
"We don't care about the former Fan Kingdom or the current Peng Kingdom. Julu Port is a free port and the regulations are very loose, otherwise it wouldn't be so busy now." Bai Ziqi pointed at the note and said, "The so-called 'rebels' that are blowing out everywhere now can pass through
The notice board’s public formation and recruitment shows that the officials in the eastern and central parts of the country are no longer able to control them.”
The waiter said: "It seems that the Allied forces are attacking Bixia, and they don't have time to take care of these grassroots troops, right?"
Most of the countries and forces on the Golden Plains are small and weak. This is why many local powerful powers have emerged to dominate one area in the name of protecting themselves. The "rebels" inspired and supported by the Black Armored Army have turned their spears against
These places are sure to be powerful.
This was the turmoil that the land was experiencing when Bai Ziqi came to the Shining Gold Plains.
Bai Ziqi pointed at a few notes, "This, this, and this. It is said that it has a good reputation among the people, so you sent people to lurk in."
"Yes." The waiter agreed first and then asked, "Master, why are these teams?"
"Emperor Jiuyou has single-handedly created such a storm. If he wants it to blow across the Shining Gold Plains, he must protect him from time to time. Do you think, what kind of team will he choose as the target of assistance? Could it be that he is using the banner of a rebel army to kill people and sell goods?
What?"
After walking around Julu Port for a few times, Bai Ziqi returned to the inn.
The attendant was waiting for him here with a man. He was in his forties, tall, dark and thin, with deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. At first glance, he looked like he had been traveling a lot and had been weathered.
"Captain, this is the guide Haolin will introduce to us. His surname is Liu. He says he knows the central and western regions of Shanjin very well."
Guide Liu immediately took a step forward, bowed and saluted: "My lord, what is your surname?"
"Bai." Bai Ziqi asked him, "Are you an independent gang or a follower?"
"Are you also an expert?" Guide Liu said with a smile, "In the past, the road was not smooth, so we had to follow others, and few people dared to go solo. But from here to Yao country, I am very familiar with it. In the past six months, the road conditions have improved, and there are fewer bandits.
After that, I started working as a broker myself, sending letters and goods back and forth for others."
Bai Ziqi hummed: "Are you affiliated with the Haolin Association?"
"Oh yes, Haolin Club will help us match up. Haolin Club and I have cooperated many times."
"Haolinhui" is actually a job agency, but it is not very similar to a traditional dental shop. It mainly helps introduce odd jobs and part-time workers. One end contacts craftsmen, businessmen, and all kinds of weird people, and the other end contacts employers in need.
.
To put it simply, if your roof leaks, you can find a mason to repair it through Haolin Association;
Whoever wants to engage in illegal activities, well, maybe you can find a suitable craftsman through the Haolin Association.
Bai Ziqi's men found a guide through the Haolin Association so that they could take less detours and learn more about the customs when traveling through the Shining Gold Plains.
When you are unfamiliar with a place, it is very important to have a reliable guide. The Golden Plains is a magical place. It undergoes drastic changes every few years. The path you took the last time you came here may not be the same this time.
The noticeboards in Fuyu Ghost Market also have this function, but with a third-party intermediary, Bejia people will feel more at ease.
Otherwise, I found it from the notice board, and I don’t know what kind of monster it is. Bai Ziqi is not worried about his own safety, but he doesn’t want to be delayed by the blind guy.