Upon hearing that Jian Chen was going to the Qianqian Kingdom alone, the three strong men from the Geshen Kingdom showed a look of surprise in their eyes, and they all couldn't understand why he, as the national protector of the Qin Emperor Kingdom, was so dissatisfied with Qianqian. The hatred of Qian Kingdom is so great. Although Qian Qian Kingdom sent strong men to intervene in the matter this time, it seems that this alone is not enough to make Jian Chen do this.
Although several people felt very confused in their hearts, due to their status, they did not dare to ask and could only keep it in their hearts.
"Lord Protector of the Country, let Xiao Tian go with you." Xiao Tian said, Jian Chen's strength is not yet at the level of a Saint King, and he is afraid that Jian Chen will encounter danger during this trip.
Jian Chen shook his head and said: "No, I can go alone. Xiaotian, you can stay here for the next few days to prevent the strong men from Fenglan Kingdom from attacking again."
Xiao Tian showed a trace of helplessness on his face and said: "Okay, then the Protector of the Nation must be more careful during this trip. Although several strong men have died in the Qiangan Kingdom, there are still many strong ones in them. "
Afterwards, Jian Chen left Huang En City alone, flew in the air at a thousand meters altitude, and rushed towards the Qiangan Kingdom. In his arms, he held a tiger as big as a kitten.
Originally Jian Chen did not intend to take Little White Tiger there, but Little White Tiger relied on him before leaving and was forced to take him away together. He is also very confident in his current strength. With the support of several Sky Saint Masters, In front of his opponent, he believed that he had the ability to protect the safety of the little white tiger.
In the blink of an eye, the sky had darkened. In a second-level city in the Qiangan Kingdom, the number of people on the street was rapidly decreasing, and the originally bustling city gradually became quiet.
At the city gate, a general looked at the sky, and then said to the people below: "The time has come, close the city gate."
Immediately, a dozen soldiers ran out and worked together to push the heavy city gate and slowly close it.
"Wait a minute!" At this moment, a voice came in from outside the city gate, and then a white shadow flashed away. Just when the city gate was about to close, a man holding a small monster in his arms The young man had already entered the city at an extremely fast speed and then walked away.
The soldiers did not stop the young man from entering. They guarded the city gate and saw many various characters all day long. They had already developed a pair of sharp eyes. From the speed at which the young man came in, they could tell that the opponent was very strong. , at least he is also a great saint master.
This young man was none other than Jian Chen. It was getting late now, and Jian Chen didn't want to go to the palace of Gangan Kingdom in the middle of the night to make a fuss, so he planned to rest for the night and continue on his way tomorrow morning.
Jian Chen held the well-behaved little white tiger in his arms and walked on the already deserted street. He entered several inns in succession, but all the guest rooms were full and there were no extra rooms.
At this time, Jian Chen entered a smaller inn and asked: "Boss, are there any extra rooms?"
"Yes, yes, I don't know objectively, how many rooms do you want?" Immediately, a young man in his twenties came out and said with a smile on his face.
Seeing this young man's face, Jian Chen looked stunned, and a person's face suddenly appeared in the depths of his mind, but he quickly came back to his senses and said: "Give me the best inn.
Also, give me a plate of barbecue beef." After saying that, Jian Chen turned his hand over, and a gold coin appeared in his hand, and he stretched out his hand to hand it to the young man.
The young man immediately took the gold coins thrown by Jian Chen and said with a smile, "Sir, please take a seat and I will serve you the food." After saying that, the young man walked down.
Jian Chen stared blankly at the young man's leaving figure, and gradually began to think deeply. He casually walked to a clean table next to him and sat down. His mind couldn't help but recall the appearance of Uncle Kende in the past, and he fell into it for a moment.
into the memories of the past.
"Objective, the food you asked for is here." However, after a while, a voice woke up Jian Chen from his meditation, and saw that the waiter had already placed a large plate of barbecue beef in front of Jian Chen's table.
The young man who left.
"Woooo..." The little white tiger let out a cry of joy, jumped onto the table, and began to eat without ceremony.
Seeing the little white tiger acting like this, Jian Chen couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile on his face and said, "Serve me a plate of barbecue beef."
"Okay, objective!" The young man agreed readily, and then left.
Jian Chen took a look at this inn. This inn was not big. There were only about twenty old wooden tables in total. They were wiped clean and shiny. There was a person who looked like the shopkeeper.
A middle-aged woman was sitting in front of the counter, calculating accounts with an abacus. The sound of the abacus fluctuating could be heard constantly. Apart from this young man and the waiter, there seemed to be no other people in the whole inn.
At this moment, several thick-looking, shirtless burly men walked in from outside. One of them immediately shouted loudly: "Madam boss, this month's deadline is up, please pay all the fees as soon as possible."
After hearing this, the middle-aged woman who was calculating in front of the counter raised her head and glanced at a few men, with a look of embarrassment in her eyes. She hesitated for a while, then took out a handful of silver coins from under the counter and said:
"For a few nights, the sound of the small shop is not good this month. It can barely make ends meet. We don't even have the money to hire a waiter, so we can only spend so much."
"How much is this? One hundred and thirty-five silver coins. You think we are beggars. I don't care what your business is like. In short, three gold coins a month are not less than a penny." A big man shouted fiercely,
Dayou started to take action whenever he disagreed.
The landlady was forced to have no choice but to grimace and reluctantly take out a handful of silver coins again. The total number was exactly three hundred.
Several big men counted the number of silver coins and left after confirming that they were correct.
Just as they left, a young man came out with a plate of barbecue beef and said, "Mom, are they here to collect fees again?"
"Yes." The middle-aged woman sighed sadly, looking weak and worried.
"Mom, we can't go on like this. How much money do we make in a month? Once we pay the expenses, we won't have much left." The young man said with an indignant look.
The middle-aged woman sighed and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. We don't have anyone to support us. It's the same wherever we go."
After hearing this, the young man also dropped his head with a look of helplessness.
"Shopkeeper, I wonder what fees they charge? Does everyone who opens the shop have to pay fees?" Jian Chen, who was sitting not far away, suddenly asked.
The young man wiped the table carefully with a towel in his hand, and said without raising his head: "Of course it's the protection fee and the land fee. Three gold coins a month are indispensable. Our shop only makes a total of ten dollars a month."
A few gold coins, after excluding the five gold coins handed over to the City Lord's Mansion, there is not much left, and we can only make ends meet."
"Does every shop have to pay such a fee?" Jian Chen then asked.
The young man shook his head and said: "Every shop must pay the taxes of the City Lord's Mansion, but those people behind are all members of the mercenary group. Relying on their influence in the city, they began to specially select those who did not
The small shops with backing support charge fees at will."
Jian Chen fell silent. He also knew in his heart that things like this would happen no matter where they were. In this world where the jungle prevails, if you don't have strength, you will only be bullied. This is almost an unspoken rule in every world.
"Madam boss, are there any free rooms?" At this time, a voice came from outside, and several young people in white robes were seen walking in from the outside.
Seeing the guests coming up, the waiter in the inn hurriedly greeted them and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, of course there are guest rooms. I wonder how many rooms do the guests need?"
Several young people looked around the inn with arrogant expressions, frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "This inn is too bad, can the young master get used to it?"
"We arrived too late. The other inns are all full, so let's make do with it for now," said a young man next to him.
"That's all, shopkeeper, we've booked this entire inn, and kick out all the irrelevant people." A young man said with an arrogant attitude.
Hearing this, both the waiter and the middle-aged woman sitting at the counter looked embarrassed. The middle-aged woman said, "Sir, we still have quite a few rooms left in our inn, so they should be enough for you to rest.
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"Stop talking nonsense, just do whatever I ask you to do. Are you afraid that our Yangji Sect won't be able to pay you?" The young man in a white robe looked arrogant.
As soon as they heard that it was the Yangji Sect, the expressions of the middle-aged woman and the waiter changed. They were forced to go upstairs and invite all the guests who had already stayed in the inn. For a while, people on the second floor of the inn kept coming.
There was a loud murmur of curses.
"Damn, how do you do business in your store? I paid to stay here, uncle. Why did you let me leave temporarily? Do you not want to open your store? I am a member of the Bloodthorn Mercenary Group." On the second floor of the inn.
A deep voice came down, but the next moment, the speaker's voice suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "What, people from the Yangji Sect, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Then, I saw a tall man with a heavy waist and a heavy back walking down the stairs quickly.
Next, people came down from the second floor one after another. Although there were many people with hot tempers among them, as soon as they heard the name of Yangji Sect, they immediately tightened their necks and behaved without saying a word.
I left here with fear on my face.
Soon, the guests in the inn had been cleared away, leaving only one person and one beast still eating barbecue beef leisurely on the first floor of the inn, seemingly indifferent to everything around them.
"Sir, I'm really sorry. You have to move to another inn. These two plates of barbecue milk are given to you for free. I hope you can forgive me." The waiter returned a gold coin to Jian.