Chapter 356 Opportunities of Shimen Chamber of Commerce
"But..." Mr. Gan was dissatisfied and just about to speak, his sleeve was pulled by Manager Zhao.
Do you still want to put things to rest?
He exhaled heavily, turned around and said, "Ajin, you go."
The guard behind him immediately turned around and went downstairs to Beisong Medicine Hall.
During this period, He Lingchuan didn't say much to Mr. Gan. He asked the shopkeeper for the best wine and drank it himself.
He showed off his old style in Blackwater City, but Mr. Gan was interrupted several times when he spoke, so he could only sit down and sit down.
This time it took a long time. It took two sticks of incense before the guard came back.
"Is it done?"
"It's done." The guard whispered a few words in Mr. Gan's ear. The hound died, and the hunter extorted a large sum of money from them.
By this time, Gan Sanye's patience had basically been exhausted, and he said in a deep voice: "Master He, can we talk now?"
He Lingchuan asked him an irrelevant question: "What's going on with the evil ghost on the tusked pig?"
"What kind of evil spirit?" Gan Sanye was dissatisfied, "This is not how people bury Tai."
He Lingchuan looked at his expression, as if he really didn't know. "Why do you keep this long-tusked pig as a hunting pet? Others use hunting dogs, and some people train golden leopards."
A hunting pet is a companion who helps in hunting.
Having said that, it seems that the civilians on the street can't see the grimace on the tusked pig.
Why is it that He Lingchuan is the only one who can see him at a glance?
"One time I picked up a cub when I was hunting in the mountains. I saw that it looked good, so I kept it." Gan Sanye didn't know why he was asking, "What's the point of raising the same hunting pet as others?" Being different is what makes you different.
It's his pursuit. White wild boars are rare enough.
"What happened a few months ago?"
"What do you mean?" Gan Sanye was displeased with these incomprehensible questions, "Let's finish the business first."
He Lingchuan was delighted: "So it turns out that Mr. Gan is already the talker of the Gan family?"
Gan Sanye said vaguely: "That's right." What this kid said was really unpleasant.
He Lingchuan glanced at Manager Zhao, who smiled politely.
"Okay, let's get down to business." He Lingchuan sat upright and cleared his throat, "I decided to find another caravan to go to Lingxu City and not bother the Gan Chamber of Commerce. That's it."
The audience was stunned. Mr. Gan couldn't help it anymore and slammed his fist on the table: "Are you kidding me?"
Manager Zhao forcibly dragged him here, repeatedly urging him to speak kindly, but he swallowed his anger and was ordered around, and this was the result?
"Yes, you have a bad attitude." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "I'm not satisfied."
Who made him Party A? He didn't let Mr. Gan kneel down and call him dad because he thought the child was unfilial.
"I won't eat the toast." Gan Sanye's face turned red, "Catch him and search for traffic orders!"
Manager Zhao groaned: "Third Master, I can't help you!" But he didn't even raise his hand.
The guard behind him hesitated, and Mr. Gan said angrily: "Come on! You are a bastard who killed my elder brother to seize the traffic order, and you dare to come here to cheat and cheat. I have every reason to arrest you and send you to the official!"
The restaurant was noisy, and a crowd of onlookers had gathered below. Mr. Gan was not stupid, so he immediately turned up the volume and let the crowd downstairs enjoy the meal.
Sure enough, the street buzzed, but it wasn't because Mr. Gan wanted to arrest someone, but because he personally told the news of his eldest brother's death!
Uncle Gan is dead!
The backbone of the Gan Chamber of Commerce is broken.
This news is like adding a drop of water to hot oil, and it starts to spread like crazy.
Mr. Gan upstairs was still unaware, and He Lingchuan reminded: "They can't beat me." After saying this, three flying knives were shot out in a glyph shape, and they were nailed to the pillar behind Mr. Gan with a few blows.
One on the side of the neck, one on the top of the head, and one on the side of the temple.
Mr. Gan was horrified, cautiously stepped back, stood up and took two steps away before saying: "This is the Gan family's territory. If I don't nod, you won't be able to leave Wuze County, and no inn will dare to take you in!"
He Lingchuan smiled: "We'll see."
After Mr. Gan finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs.
Manager Zhao bowed to He Lingchuan, apologized, and left with Mr. Gan.
He Lingchuan called for a waiter to add a pot of wine and pretended that nothing had happened.
Seeing this Mr. Gan, he felt like he was seeing his former self.
When the original person was running rampant in Blackwater City, his backer was much tougher than Mr. Gan. On the contrary, he was the amiable Manager Zhao, and He Lingchuan saw that he had dug a hole for Mr. Gan to jump into.
When Manager Zhao introduced He Lingchuan, he only said that the Spider Queen gave the young man the passage order, but did not mention a word about his past of killing bandits, nor did he mention that the caravan's ability to get out of the swamp depended on the terms he and the Spider Queen had negotiated.
From these two points, He Lingchuan not only avenged Master Gan, but was also the savior of the entire caravan.
Gan Sanye naturally thought that He Lingchuan just came out to intercept Hu and took advantage of the situation.
But who can be blamed? Mr. Gan would never have been deceived so easily.
Manager Zhao really understood Mr. Gan's temperament.
The spider on his body also jumped back onto He Lingchuan's desk, indicating that the task was completed.
He Lingchuan nodded at the table: "How about running for me again? I think that Mr. Gan is going to be a monster." He has the most say in what the dudes think. He can't do it openly, but he will probably do evil secretly.
After all, when he is a guest in a foreign land, he has to defend himself against others when he punches them.
The spider wiped its big eyes, and He Lingchuan felt its dissatisfaction:
Why don't you get paid for your work?
Yes, of course.
He Lingchuan immediately asked the waiter to bring over a fresh fish.
The fish could jump out of the water without stopping the spider from eating it. He Lingchuan saw this little thing lying on the fish and injecting poison, and after a while the fish stopped moving.
Then it's time for the eyeball spider to eat.
After having enough food and wine, it ran away contentedly.
…
Not long after, someone else came upstairs.
He Lingchuan recognized at a glance that this was the "second boss" he had glimpsed through the eyeball spider.
There were only a few guests on the second floor. The second master scanned the whole place, immediately focused on He Lingchuan and rushed towards him.
"Excuse me, is this Mr. He?"
He Lingchuan said calmly: "Who is your Excellency?"
"My surname is Shi, and I come from the Shimen Chamber of Commerce." The second master smiled and said, "I have something to ask Mr. He, can you sit down and talk about it?"
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Coincidentally, the second boss was sitting in the seat where Mr. Gan had been. When he sat down, his eyes swept over He Lingchuan's waist. He paused slightly, but quickly sat down.
"We have a very close friendship with President Gan. When we heard that he was unfortunately killed, we came to express our condolences." The second head of the family shook his head sadly, "The Gan family is at its peak. Alas, things are unpredictable."
When He Lingchuan heard this, he understood why he came just now. It turned out that he had gone to Gan's house to express his condolences first, and there was nothing wrong with the etiquette.
He deliberately asked: "Is Mrs. Mao awake?"
"I woke up and took medicine. I heard that I fainted from crying twice before, and now I am being served by Mr. Gan. His eyes were also swollen from crying. Mrs. Mao was too sad, and we only met once."
He answered fluently and asked for details. It was obvious that he had actually been there.
"The second master is so considerate." He Lingchuan carried the ladder for him and sighed deliberately, "I've been sitting here for more than an hour and haven't had the chance to step into Gan's house."
Both parties actually know why He Lingchuan is sitting here and why the second boss is here.
The second master didn't pretend to be surprised. Although the young man in front of him was only seventeen or eighteen years old, he was not as restless as his peers. Otherwise, he could have just said, "Are you here for the traffic order too?"
So he got straight to the point: "I heard that Mr. He is looking for a reliable caravan to go to the capital of the demon country?"
"Yes. I have only been in the county for less than two hours, and Mr. Shi is really well-informed."
"Then I will shamelessly recommend myself." The second master smiled and said, "Our Shimen Chamber of Commerce has been operating this route from Wu Ze to Lingxu City, the capital of Bejia, for nineteen years. Except for the first year, which coincided with the demon domestic uprising, the following ten years
Eight years went smoothly without any deaths. Among all the chambers of commerce in Wuse County, this is the only record."
He Lingchuan frowned slightly: "I'm not just looking for someone to escort me, I also need the convenience of the caravan for customs clearance. If something happens to me, the caravan has to cooperate with me. Let me make this clear. Also, after walking through Lingxu
I won’t pay you until you get to the back of the city.”
"Why did you go to Lingxu City?"
“Sightseeing tour.”
The second master laughed. The young man was prevaricating so insincerely. "How dangerous is it?"
"There's no danger, I'm just going to check something."
"Aren't you looking for trouble?"
"I don't have that intention." He Lingchuan smiled, "I'm also afraid of trouble."
The second master pondered.
He really didn't know much about this young man, but the Devil's Nest Swamp Pass was with him, so he couldn't miss the opportunity.
Just escort him there and let him move around under the name of Shimen Chamber of Commerce. How much danger will there be?
Besides, caravans usually transport guests to and from long distances, so how can they get to the bottom of it?
If you don’t take risks, how can you get benefits?
"It doesn't matter, it's settled." The second master laughed, "I'm going to go on this trip too."
"Oh?" He Lingchuan smiled, "Aren't you afraid that I will default on my debt?"
Both parties knew that by "salary" he did not mean money.
The second master sighed: "The VIPs in Songyang Mansion are all respectable people, how can they rely on the debt of a small chamber of commerce like ours?"
In fact, yes. A big man may not always be unfaithful to small accounts.
He Lingchuan lowered his gaze and looked at his waist: "How can you tell?"
"The scabbard on Mr. He's waist has a special style and texture. It is specially given to first-class VIPs by Songyang Mansion." The second master's eyes also fell on the scabbard. "Master He's sword must be extraordinary. I don't know which master it came from."
hand?"
"Li Fubo." After Li Fubo helped He Lingchuan grow the Fusheng knife, he handed over a scabbard without saying that it was a status symbol of a distinguished guest. Unexpectedly, this scabbard actually saved him a lot of money thousands of miles away.
tongue.
The second master was moved: "It's the chief craftsman of Zhonglu of Songyang Mansion who personally catches the sword?"
He was so surprised that He Lingchuan became more modest: "Master Li happened to be free during those few months."
The second master would not take this seriously. If anyone could be invited, how could Li Fubo be free? What's more, Mr. He said it was "a few months", but Li Fubo and Master Li made several for this knife.