Everyone was chatting about one thing or another.

Of course, the purpose of this small talk is very clear - to inquire about Zhou Sen's background.

Now Zhou Sen is a Han man named Ma Yong. He is doing business in a desert town in Er. He mainly does some fur business. He buys some hunting weapons for hunters in the mountainous areas during his travels.

"Hunters also want a stomach?" A heavenly man picked up the teacup, drank a cup of it, and asked indifferently.

"Hey, it's popular now. Not to mention some hunters, some herdsmen will collect several sets of well-made armor and stomach for future generations..."

Zhou Sen's tongue was as bright as a lotus flower, and he made the ordinary people of the Er Empire's yearning for the weapons of the Han Empire so high that the world was filled with excitement.

The two heavenly people looked at each other and fell into a long silence.

What Zhou Sen said is actually correct. Nowadays, not only in Er, but also in the Han Empire, many people among the people collect standard weapons.

Of course, a large number of those who collect it have bad intentions, but this has little to do with them, because they themselves are selling stolen goods, and naturally they don't care about other people's uses.

"Do you want a bow and arrow weapon?" Another heavenly man stared at Zhou Sen with a pair of deep blue eyes.

"No, no, I just need to purchase some military supplies. Those long knives, bows and arrows are too obvious. If they are discovered by your Heavenly Crusaders, they all have to be confiscated. Although the profit is huge, the risk is too great and it is not worth the risk.

." Zhou Sen waved his hands repeatedly.

"However, we have a lot of weapons in this batch that we are eager to get rid of..."

"Brother, you also know that business is difficult to do now. If I swallowed the stomachs of two hundred camels and spent all my family property, if something went wrong, I would be bankrupt. Sorry, except for ordinary military supplies

I can't help with supplies and weapons." Zhou Sen pretended to be excited, and after careful consideration, he still declined the two's request.

"Hey, this is a problem..." The two heavenly people looked at each other with a trace of anxiety on their faces.

"The Han Empire is now in chaos. There are a lot of people who want weapons. Not to mention traders, even in this big Var market, there are countless people who can swallow the goods..."

"Haha, yes, okay, let's just decide, you prepare the camel team, and we will pay and deliver the goods tonight. In short, no matter what, it can't be later than tomorrow night, remember!"

The two heavenly people seemed to have no intention of eating. After explaining themselves, they took part of Zhou Sen's deposit and stood up to leave...

…

"How does this person feel?" After the two left the tent, one of the heavenly people asked the other heavenly person.

"He is an honest businessman, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Well, I feel the same way. Unfortunately, what we want now are dishonest customers. That batch of goods is too huge. We don't have much time left. If we don't deal with it, we may not have the chance to deal with it in the future."

"There is no problem with the stomach. The biggest problem now is the batch of long knives, bows and arrows. The Han people are afraid that we are setting a trap and dare not ask for the goods. Alas..."

"The businessman just now seemed to want weapons, but he didn't dare to ask for them. Otherwise, we will think of a way to convince him tomorrow. It would be best to be able to digest a batch of weapons."

"Okay, I'll come tomorrow."

…

The two of them sighed and disappeared into the darkness.

The identities of these two people are not simple. They are relatives of the guard of Vaal City. They specialize in reselling trophies and military supplies. The entire underground weapons trading market in Vaal City is almost monopolized by them.

Now, they encountered a problem.

Vaal City is about to change its general.

The day after tomorrow, the Crusaders generals from Orange Island will take over the entire city of Vaal. By then, it will not be so convenient for them to resell.

Therefore, the two are now working hard to sell the stolen goods and turn all the military supplies that can be sold into cash as soon as possible.

The problem lies here.

It is not easy to sell stolen goods on a large scale. Some traders only dare to purchase goods on a small scale. After all, people are afraid of dealing with the Crusaders. If they are discovered and charged casually, not only will their property be confiscated, but they will also be in trouble.

A fatal disaster.

Ordinary military supplies are also easy to sell. The most difficult ones are the Han's standard long knives and bows and arrows, because these are destructive weapons and are usually strictly controlled. Unlike those shoes, leather armors, etc., just put some military markings on them.

Get rid of it and sell it openly.

In fact, what the two of them hope most now is to meet the underground resistance organization of the Han Empire and acquire all the weapons at once.

For them, it doesn't matter to whom these weapons end up in the end, or how much damage they will cause to the Crusaders. What they care about is making a fortune in silence...

…

"Xiao Zhou, I'll sleep here tonight. The bed is already made."

"That's... okay." Zhou Sen originally wanted to refuse, but he was afraid that the other party would be suspicious. After hesitating for a while, he agreed.

Suddenly, Zhou Sen saw Xiaoyu sitting down to eat next to her with her head lowered, her ears red all the way to her neck.

Faintly, Zhou Sen felt something was wrong.

After eating, the couple drank tea with Zhou Sen, while Xiaoyu stood quietly waiting for everyone.

"Hey, it's getting late. Go to bed early. There's still work to do tomorrow. Xiao Zhou, your room is over there. Xiaoyu, wait for Xiao Zhou to wash up."

"Hey..." Xiaoyu lowered her head and her voice was barely audible.

After the couple entered the room, Xiaoyu began to help Zhou Sen wash up. Although Zhou Sen repeatedly refused, Xiaoyu just did it silently, and Zhou Sen had no choice but to accept.

going to sleep.

Zhou Sen was taken to a warm room by Xiaoyu.

As soon as Zhou Sen walked into the room, he felt the fragrance of a girl. It was obvious that this room was Xiaoyu's room.

"Xiaoyu, is this your room?" Zhou Sen felt a little inappropriate occupying a girl's boudoir.

"Yes." Xiaoyu pursed her lips and said softly.

"Then where are you sleeping?" Zhou Sen asked.

"..." Xiaoyu looked at Zhou Sen in surprise and confusion.

"Ahem... let me ask you where you sleep?"

"I sleep here too..." Xiaoyu stood behind the door, vigorously stirring the corners of her clothes, her plump breasts rising and falling rapidly.

"Ah..." Zhou Sen, who was originally sitting on the bed, suddenly jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle, with a look of shock on his face.
Chapter completed!