"I'm back, it's up there." Ye Zigao pointed upstairs and took a jar of wine from the counter.
"Bring me a drink." Yan Ting greeted.
Ye Zigao took another cup and said, "Then there is news from the crazy god again?"
"Well, very bad news." Yan Ting took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
As for what was wrong with him, he didn't say anything. He probably didn't want to say it again for the rest of his life.
Just as he was about to ask for another glass of wine, Yan Ting suddenly felt something in front of him pointing at his nose and scolding him.
"There's a ghost!" Yan Ting squeezed his hands and put them down just as he was about to make a move.
He remembered that he was in an inn, and if there really was an evil spirit, he would have been dealt with by Yangzhou City Lord and Donghuang Alliance Lord.
Ye Zigao promptly reminded: "That's Feng'er, you ate her baked winter potatoes."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yan Ting felt a little embarrassed and handed the remaining half of the winter potato to the front, "How about I give you this half?"
As a lady, Feng'er refused to eat things that others had chewed, and went to the side to sulk with her lips pouted.
"By the way," Yan Ting said, seeing that no one was picking up, he took out the winter potatoes and continued to enjoy the winter potatoes, "The Lord of Jiyun City asked me to send the Jiyun grass here."
He took a sip of wine and continued: "She said that since we are making wine, she can cooperate with your shopkeeper, and the wine will be cheaper then."
"Well," Bai Gaoxing, who was drinking, greeted him. After swallowing his drink, he said, "Don't say it's cheap. Our shopkeeper won't listen to this."
"What do you mean?" Yan Ting asked Yu Sheng's two assistants for advice.
"Just tell the price of Jiyuncao how much cheaper you want, and let the shopkeeper pay the bill, and he will get the cheaper price," Bai Gaoxing said.
"What's the difference between the two?" Yan Ting didn't understand.
"There's a big difference between taking advantage of the shopkeeper and making him make less money." Ye Zigao interrupted.
Their shopkeepers are like monkeys who wander around. This method is very effective, and their monthly money has skyrocketed in this way.
As the supply of Shaoxing wine exceeds demand, their monthly income is still soaring.
Yu Sheng, who had resurrected the man, followed his aunt down the wooden stairs. When he saw Yan Ting, he was a little surprised and asked, "When did you come?"
"We just arrived not long ago," Yan Ting said, and then asked about what they had gained from this trip to the west.
Sitting around the fire pot, Yan Ting's eyes lit up after hearing what they had seen and heard about their journey to the west, especially the existence of Wind's Breath Valley.
"Since it has been proven that this trade route is feasible, we must quickly arrange for the caravan to go west." Yan Ting said excitedly.
It’s time to prepare well this winter.
When the journey begins after spring, if the caravan passes smoothly, other caravans will naturally follow.
Aunt Qing pondered, "Traveling across Dongshan requires encountering many monsters. Therefore, the caravan must not only be large, but must also be protected by powerful martial artists."
The manpower in Yangzhou City is somewhat stretched now, after all, I have only been away for a year or two.
"Don't worry about this. We can ask the city lords of the surrounding cities to form a large caravan."
Yan Ting said, casting his eyes on Yu Sheng, "In the name of King Donghuang."
In this way, not many monsters would dare to rob.
"Then you have to pay a protection fee." Yu Sheng said immediately, this sign is worth a million soldiers.
Ignoring Yu Sheng, Yan Ting continued: "As for the martial arts masters, we can ask the martial arts alliance for help."
"Wu Meng?" My aunt was startled, what kind of organization is this?
"Oh, you went to Dongshan and you didn't know that the Martial Alliance is an organization established by the martial arts masters themselves. It just entered the Eastern Wasteland a few months ago." Yan Ting said.
Different from the Celestial Master who catches ghosts and Celestial Masters who catch monsters, the ancient profession of martial arts is that if the father does not love you, the mother will not love you.
After upgrading, you will also be represented by the Monster Hunting Department or Ghost Hunting Department of each city, so naturally there are no rules and regulations.
This results in the ranks of martial artists being mixed, and sometimes some even dare to call themselves martial arts masters with a few tricks.
According to Yan Ting, in view of this, the martial arts masters in the Central Plains established an organization with strict organization and rules, which was the martial alliance.
"The martial arts masters who join must pass the assessment, and their strength and discipline must be absolutely trustworthy." Yan Ting said.
In fact, this is also the reason for the rapid development of Wumeng.
It's not that there are no martial arts masters who cause trouble, but there is a group in the martial arts alliance that keeps these martial masters in submission.
Not only that, the Martial Alliance also shoulders the important task of serving martial artists, city lords, and communicating with merchants.
Find them, and as long as the price is right, they will recommend the most reliable martial artist suitable for the corresponding task.
"Not to mention martial arts masters, now many demon-hunting heavenly masters are also registered in the martial arts alliance." Yan Ting said.
The value of this trade route in Dongshan is self-evident, and I believe that Wu Meng will not let go of this opportunity for cooperation.
After hearing Yan Ting's introduction, Aunt Qing was a little surprised. After all, it was not easy to gather together a bunch of scattered martial arts masters.
"Who is the leader of the alliance? He is so capable?" Aunt Qing asked.
"I don't know. You also know that Zhongyuan is in chaos. Even if you are famous one day, you may die on the streets the next day."
The update is so fast, it is inevitable that some unfamiliar faces will appear.
"But this girl is also quite capable, and she actually developed the martial alliance into the Eastern Wasteland." Yan Ting said.
As the saying goes, heroes emerge from troubled times. He has developed and grown in the Central Plains and can come to the Eastern Wasteland. There is indeed a brush.
"Girl?" Yu Sheng was also curious now. The leader of the Martial Alliance was actually a girl.
"Yes, a swordsman. By the way, maybe my ancestor is from the same family as Shopkeeper Yu."
Yan Ting looked at Yu Sheng and said, "Her surname is also Yu, and her name is Yu Shiyu."
"What!" My aunt was startled. It's not strange for her surname to be Yu, and it's not strange for her to be called Shigu, but together it's strange.
"What, do you know her?" Yan Ting looked at Aunt Qing.
Aunt Qing shook her head, thinking that maybe this was a coincidence.
Now that there are martial arts masters, there is no problem in organizing a caravan to travel eastward. The two city lords now finalized the decision.
Then we come back to Jiyuncao.
Yan Ting just said that he wanted to sell Jiyuncao to Yu Sheng, and also said that he wanted the wine made by Cao Niang, and Yu Sheng happily gave him the wine at a discount.
"Where's the grass?" Yu Sheng looked at Yan Ting, and now the only thing missing was this magical grass.
"This is a shadow puppet, I can't bring it over." Yan Ting said, the grass was still on the road.
"Then what are you doing here?" Yu Sheng glanced at Feng'er, "Robbing other people's winter potatoes to eat?"
"Don't I know I have a master?" Yan Ting laughed and saw Yu Sheng threw two winter potatoes into the brazier.
This time he came mainly for the ancient mad god. When he mentioned this, Yan Ting's face became solemn.
"The mandrill has gone too far," Yan Ting said.
The mandrill showed up and led the mad god in circles, blackmailing all the city lords.
"It's really a fox pretending to be a tiger." Ye Zigao interrupted, looking at Yu Sheng in surprise, "It's rare for the shopkeeper to be smart."
"That's right." Yu Sheng said proudly, and then he came back to his senses, "Deduct the money and half a month's worth of wine."
"Just kidding, City Lord Yan, please continue." Ye Zigao said flatteringly.
The mandrill held his head high, thinking that the mad god couldn't catch him, but he didn't expect that the mad god would soon come looking for him.
"Fortunately, the mandrill has the ability to disguise himself and save his life," Yan Ting said.
After this time, Mao Mandrill no longer dared to rely on himself, and began to look for ways to get rid of this crazy god.
"Now he is coming towards Yangzhou City." Yan Ting said.
Yu Sheng was stunned, "Why is this?"
"Because there is a son of King Donghuang." Yan Ting said.
This can definitely be overcome, because King Donghuang will never leave her son alone until death.