Cheng Dalei didn't know how to answer Li Xingzai's question. Should he talk to you about whether the economic foundation determines the superstructure, or about the innate contradiction between vested interests and the lower class people, or about productivity and social relations... The key is that Cheng Dalei himself doesn't understand these things.
He could only try to explain that if a house has been standing for a long time and there are strong winds and rain, it will collapse one day. This is something that no one can change.
"Can't we repair a broken house?" Li Xingzai asked: "Fix tiles where there is leakage, drive away termites when there are termites, and erect pillars where they should be?"
Li Xingzai asked the same question as Emperor Ming, and the answer was still the same. It was as simple as three words. However, it was obvious that Li Xingzai had a further vision than Emperor Ming. Emperor Ming only asked: Can the empire defeat the Rong people? What Li Xingzai was thinking about was
What's wrong with the empire.
Can the empire defeat the Rong people? Yes. But the problem still exists. The house that should be blown down by wind and rain will eventually fall.
"A house has been patched a lot and has a lot of pillars. If you study how the predecessors repaired it, you will definitely think that this tile is patched well and this pillar stands wonderfully. But it doesn't matter if it's better or better.
The pillars and tiles are repaired, but it still cannot change the fact that this is a broken house. It would be easier to burn it down and build it again."
When Cheng Dalei said this, Li Xingzai listened attentively, and Fordler also listened. After listening, Li Xingzai's expression became even more decadent. Cheng Dalei didn't think anything of it. He was a keyboard warrior anyway, and he didn't have to be responsible for his words, and Cheng Dalei wasn't either.
The owner of this broken house.
I'd better concentrate on my promising job as a bandit.
In the evening, the brothers who went out to inquire for information gradually came back, and everyone gathered together to exchange the information they obtained.
There are five cities near Qinchuan Pass, and the city closest to here is called Haojia City. To get rid of the snakes entrenched on Snake Island, a large amount of realgar is needed, which may only be available in Haojia City.
"Master, there is another question. We have no money now?" Xu Shenji asked a question.
When he left Chang'an City, Cheng Dalei dispersed all his family wealth, and now he is completely destitute and starting from scratch.
"Are we bandits? We will rob whatever we need. We will do whatever we need money for." Cheng Dalei waved his hands enthusiastically: "From tomorrow on, everyone will not do anything but rob realgar. How many robbed people are there in the surrounding small villages and towns?
How much, it must be fast, fast.”
"Even if you grab it like this, it's not easy to get a lot of realgar in a short time." Li Xingzai asked.
"Then it's up to you." Cheng Dalei smiled with a smile on his face.
"Rely on me, why rely on me?" Li Xingzai suddenly felt a chill running down his spine: "My surname is Cheng, I'm telling you, I'm here for inspection and study. Don't drag me into being a bandit with you."
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The next day, Cheng Dalei, Xu Shenji, Li Xingzai, and Fudler entered Haojia City.
First, he found a tailor shop and made two sets of clothes for Li Xingzai and Fudler. Then he found a hot spring and bathed and cleansed their faces.
I really don't know what kind of life the two of them have gone through, and there is a bad smell all over their bodies. Compared with them, Cheng Dalei suddenly feels that he is also an exquisite little boy.
When the two of them came out of the soup pool, their whole bodies were completely renewed. Li Xingzai was wearing a purple-patterned brocade robe, with black hair on his temples, and a folding fan in his hand. He really was a handsome young man from a troubled world.
At this time, Xu Shenji had already returned from inquiring about the news. The largest herbal medicine shop in the city was a shop called Xinglintang. The owner's surname was Ximen. He was a well-known wealthy man in Haojia City. His family had many slaves and mules and horses.
"Cheng Dalei, what on earth do you want me to do?" Li Xingzai still hasn't figured it out yet.
"Shhh, be quiet. Now I'm on a wanted list. You probably don't want to be locked up again," Cheng Dalei said.
"Then what are we going to do?" Li Xingzai lowered his voice.
"Go buy realgar."
"Aren't we out of money?"
A group of four people came to Xinglin Hall and saw that the row of shops was the most impressive place on the street.
The four of them came to the door, but before they entered, they saw a middle-aged man being pushed out.
The middle-aged man cupped his hands and begged at the door: "Please, Shopkeeper Lin, have mercy on me. My wife has been ill for three months and is waiting for life-saving medicine."
"Do you think this is a charity hall? Open the door to do business. If you don't have money, get out."
A man with a beard stood under the eaves. When he saw Li Xingzai, his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked, "Is this young man here to buy medicine?"
Cheng Dalei took out a handful of coins and threw them to the man, then followed Li Xingzai into the Xinglin Hall.
"Where is your boss? I'm here to discuss some business with him." Li Xingzai scanned the environment in Xinglin Hall.
"Our boss also has a silk and satin shop on Qian Street. I don't often come to the drug store. I make the decision here. Just tell me." Shopkeeper Lin said.
"I want to talk to you. Do you and I need to talk?" Li Xingzai waved his hand and said, "Let's go."
"Young master, calm down, young master." Cheng Dalei quickly stopped him and said to shopkeeper Lin: "We are coming from Qinchuan Pass. If we want to purchase a large amount of realgar, it's best to invite your boss out."
Mo Mingmi from Qinchuan Pass was a half-soldier and half-bandit, which was a semi-open secret here. Upon hearing that this group of people came from Qinchuan, Shopkeeper Lin immediately became concerned.
"My boss is indeed not here..." Shopkeeper Lin lowered his voice: "My boss has been getting along with Madam Pan from the West Market recently, and we don't dare to disturb them if they are having a drink together. How much realgar do you want? It's the same as mine.
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"Ms. Pan, a high-ranking official from Ximen?" Cheng Dalei's eyes lit up: "Your boss's surname is Ximen, and his name is Qing?"
"No, our boss's name is Chun Chang." Shopkeeper Lin looked confused: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I think of an acquaintance, let's talk business, right?"
So when it comes to living in the body and cultivating the Qi, Li Xingzai behaves like a king in every move he makes. To put it simply, even if he squats on the ground and picks his nose, he is also the sixth prince of the empire who picks his nose. This cannot be faked by anyone who wants to.
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This scene really frightened shopkeeper Lin, so the two parties negotiated smoothly. Cheng Dalei paid a high price to purchase a ship of realgar, and Xinglintang was responsible for delivering it to Qinchuan, and then the goods were cleared.
"In three days, at most, we will deliver the goods that Mr. Lin wants." Shopkeeper Lin promised, patting his chest.
Things went so smoothly, and Cheng Dalei and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.
"But, sir, would you like to pay a deposit first so that we can arrange the work for our men?"
Li Xingzai was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and saw shopkeeper Lin's triangular eyes flashing with a cunning light.
"A deposit?" Li Xingzai paused and took out a jade pendant from his arms: "Do you think this is enough?"