The Houtu Sect was destroyed. Due to distance and certain reasons, the news would not spread too fast.
On the second day, Qinghe City was still the same, except for the Ding family, which caused a little stir because Ding Chongguang took over as the miscellaneous butler left by Yu Xing.
Sundry management is a very small matter for the Cultivation family, but when it comes to the entire Ding family, including the county's branches and its affiliated population of hundreds of thousands, it is a very big job.
The place responsible for the sale, management and distribution of all things is called the Zawutang, and there is a special compound in the clan as an office.
Ding Chongguang and three of his men were slowly walking into the courtyard.
I saw dozens of people gathered at the main entrance, blocking the door. The leader was a rough black-faced man wearing a ranger costume. Next to him, there was a middle-aged man in blue shirt talking about something. When he saw them coming, he immediately stopped.
He stood and looked at Ding Chongguang and the others up and down, his eyes full of scrutiny.
"Wu Zan?"
Ding Zhong was also sizing up this majestic man.
Over the past few days, he has been in seclusion to break through the realm, and several of his confidants have been busy collecting all kinds of information from the junk room for him and handing it over to him after he comes out of seclusion.
After some reading and the fact that he had collected information about the Zaozhutang in the past, Ding Chongguang naturally knew Wu Zhen very well.
After Yu Xing's death, Wu Zan was the most powerful person in the entire Zaozhutang.
Firstly, Wu Yan himself is strong. At the ninth level of Qi training, coupled with the senior innate warrior, with the help of the warrior's Gangqi, his own strength is enough to fight against ordinary monks in the foundation building stage, not to mention that this person is in his forties. In the clutter hall
He is young and still has potential for development.
Secondly, Wu Yan has a strong background. His uncle is a management deacon of the largest auction house in Qinghe City.
Thirdly, he has good connections. Wu Yan himself has a bold personality and values loyalty. This is more popular when compared with his narrow-minded and villainous personality. He is very popular both internally and externally.
Without Ding Chongguang, the position of miscellaneous butler would have been in his pocket.
"Ding~ Young master's coming here really makes the sundry hall shine."
Seeing that the two of them had been looking at each other without speaking, the middle-aged man in green shirt posing as a scholar next to Wu Yan was the first to speak.
"You should call me Deacon."
Ding Chongguang shook his head, flicked the folding fan in his hand, and ignored the scholar in green shirt. Then he looked around at the people in the field, looked into their eyes and said, "The great elder asked me to manage this utility hall. Do you agree?"
There was a moment of silence in the field.
This question involves the Great Elder, and no one dares to answer or disagree.
Wu Yan still said nothing and stared at Ding Chongguang.
After waiting for ten seconds, Ding Chongguang said again: "By the way, this deacon is new here and I don't know how to manage. I need everyone's help and cooperation."
He seemed to be speaking modestly.
Several people behind him quickly took out large clay pots from the carriage equipped with spirit horses and stood behind Ding Chongguang.
"This is?"
Wu Yan spoke for the first time and asked what was in the jar.
"The pork produced by my pig farm is a gift to everyone, and you will appreciate it."
Ding Chongguang said with a chuckle, while Ding Yu behind him took out a large clay pot and handed it to Wu Yan
Wu Yan easily took the large jar weighing over a hundred kilograms and opened it on the spot.
As soon as he opened it, he felt a cold feeling on his face. He was startled and turned to look at the people around him. He saw the scholar in green and two men with the same surprised expressions.
Seeing Wu Yan frowning, the scholar in Tsing Yi stepped forward and examined it carefully. He understood why Wu Yan was surprised and said: "The outer layer seems to be made of some sand unique to the black stone mine for heat insulation. As for the inner layer, I have some
I don’t quite understand it, the materials used are very common, and it doesn’t seem to require mana to maintain it.”
The more he thought about it, the more puzzled and amazed he became.
A load of pork from the Ding family pig farm is not too bizarre, but what is bizarre is this jar.
He remembered that black stone sand is a worthless derivative of the black stone spirit mine in Blackstone Town. Together with the materials used in it, the total cost is not expensive but it has a cooling effect.
This made him couldn't help but admire:
"High-quality black stone pork, plus a clay pot that can be refrigerated, this cart costs at least five to six hundred spirit stones, right?"
If it has not reached the spiritual level, the pork is worthless. No matter how good the appearance is, it will not be very valuable, and the total value of a car will not exceed a hundred spiritual stones.
But that magical clay pot, which can be maintained without mana, is valuable. It is much better than the expensive large refrigerated magic circle. What is even more rare is that there is no similar product on the market.
"If such a creation can be used in clutter management, it will definitely lead to many ways to benefit the clutter hall, no, even the Ding family!"
Even though he was in the Main Line Miscellaneous Hall, was a monk himself, and had seen many spiritual stones, Yuan Jianfeng was still shocked by Ding Chongguang's appearance.
"What a great Zaozhutang Bai Xiaosheng, even Hei Shisha paid attention to it. Our Zagshitang is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."
Ding Chongguang paid more attention to the scholar in Tsing Yi in his heart.
This scholar in green is named Yuan Jianfeng. He is a good brother of Wu Zhu. He has been dealing with all kinds of miscellaneous things all year round. He also likes to make elixirs. Although he is only a first-class man, he rarely even handles spiritual materials. He often likes to replace elixirs and try to research new medicines. He is called
Sundries abound.
There are many derivatives in the black stone mine, and the black stone sand is just a specialty product of little value. It is rarely shipped out of the country. The other party can know its material through the already formed pottery pot, and his eyesight and experience are extraordinary.
"Then do you want to accept these gifts?"
Ding Chongguang looked at the people blocking the door again, half-smiling but not smiling.
Wu Yan remained calm.
The scholar in blue shirt looked at the clay pot with a longing expression. He felt that if this thing was used to store pills, it would definitely save him a lot of expenses.
The other people behind Wu Zhen were also struggling a bit. This was a meeting gift worth five or six hundred spirit stones! Wouldn't it be very satisfying if they could monopolize it?
In normal times, most of the money in the clutter hall was taken advantage of by Yu Xing and his tribe, and the smaller part was taken away by big stewards like Wu Yan. Their daily lives were also tight.
People from other factions, or those who followed to watch the fun, had eyes burning with eagerness.
Seeing this, Wu Yan pulled away and opened the door. He knew that if he stopped him, he would definitely lose people's hearts.
And this young master from the side branch was better than he thought. At least he would prepare gifts before coming, and he could call out his name in public. Yuan Jianfeng's name could be considered serious.
At least it's better than those losers from the Ding family who were sent in and only felt wronged.
"Since it was sent by the deacon, we naturally have to accept it. What are you waiting for? Hurry and welcome the deacon in!"
Nearly two meters tall, he walked up to Ding Chongguang, bowed slightly, and greeted Ding Chongguang. The people behind him hurried out of the door to grab their own jars, fearing that they would be gone if they were too late.
Ding Chongguang was not surprised by this. After all, who wouldn’t want money delivered to his door?
Feeling the names of Wu Yan, Yuan Jianfeng and others slowly appear on the fortune book, the smile on his lips grew wider.
As long as he enters the destiny book, he will be half successful today. He will not waste so many spiritual stones in vain, and he will also take out the transportation refrigeration artifact that has been developed for many years in advance!
Behind him, several pig farmers began to distribute clay pots.
"Brother Zhang, right? Your mother is seriously ill and needs this aura-rich pork to recuperate her body."
"Tao San, why are you in such a hurry?"
The person distributing the clay pots was talking while distributing the pots. It was clear in his words that he knew everyone in the pig farm well.
…
When he reached the center of the courtyard, Wu Yan, who had been bowing slightly, suddenly spoke.
"Deacon, in most cases we in the Miscellaneous Hall do not need to go out, but for some of the more important ones, such as transactions with the mortal court and some special requirements of the sect, we also need to be escorted by the hall master in person."