The morning mist in Guyuan was mixed with a trace of earthy smell, and Chen Ji strided away from Longmen Inn.

The dark clouds walked lightly on the eaves and walked with him, one person and one cat were walking in parallel, and they crashed into the mist together. In the dark alleys of Kucha Street, local snakes hiding followed one after another.

The next moment, Chen Ji turned out of Kucha Street and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The local snakes accelerated their pace, but they didn't expect that Chen Ji was waiting for them around the corner. When the first person was caught off guard and knocked into Chen Ji's arms, Chen Ji took off his shoulders as soon as he met.

Chen Ji held the man's neck and slowly retreated.

He stared at everyone with cold eyes: "All the heroes of the world, what are you doing with me?"

A man in gray saw his brother being choked by Chen Ji, and quickly explained: "You misunderstood, we have no malice!"

Another person also explained: "This master, you are the person you have taken care of by the third master. We will never dare to have evil thoughts. But we are really forced to have no choice. We have no food, and we have no way out. Now we just want to buy some news and find out what Guyuan is in now!"

Chen Ji said calmly: "I don't know either."

The man in gray was anxious: "Yesterday, someone saw General Hu invite you to the city gate tower. You must know more than us. You are good at it. Even if you can easily find out some information, we will buy it for money!"

Chen Ji suddenly realized.

No wonder the Longmen Inn was full of people buying news last night, no wonder these people stayed outside the door all night. But what Hu Junxian said was far-reaching and he could not sell this news.

Chen Ji slowly let go of the man in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I don't have the news you want here. Don't follow me again. I won't be so polite next time."

After saying that, he pushed away the man who was clamped, turned around and ran into the mist. The local snakes still wanted to catch up, but they just followed two street intersections and lost them completely.

After two incense sticks, Chen Ji stood outside the courtyard wall of the grain and oil shop, looking around the alley.

On the eaves of the wall above his head, dark clouds meowed: "No one nearby."

Chen Ji jumped gently, climbed the wall eaves with both hands into the yard: the house was empty, and the tables, chairs, and cabinets were removed as firewood. Such a grain and oil shop was searched many times by many people until there was no more plunder.

He sneaked into the well along the rope and confirmed that the food was still there, so he felt relieved.

He carried bags of food to the ground for an hour. Even though his official body felt his arms swollen and his back was sore.

Chen Ji looked at the piles of grains in the hills: "Dark clouds, you can stay here to guard them, if someone comes..."

Wuyun rushed to respond: "I understand, whoever robs and kills whom."

Chen Ji looked up at it: "What if the great official from the search for Taoism is here?"

Wuyunhun didn't care: "It's easy."

Chen Ji: "..."

He shook his head: "If there is really a powerful official to rob him, you don't have to fight for his life, just give him food. Saving your life is more important than anything else."

Dark clouds said oh: "I understand!"

Chen Ji touched its head, raised his hand and threw it to the roof, and turned around and flipped out of the yard.

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Yuancaotang.

Master Hu San sat on the chair of the Grand Master in the main hall with his legs crossed.

He picked up the cup and blew it gently, took a sip and smiled and said, "The shopkeeper will enjoy it. The beautiful Pu'er entrance fragrance from Yunzhou is sweet and mellow. I think it is the new tea brought by the horse gang from Iceland Village?"

The shopkeeper didn't feel like drinking tea leisurely. He walked out of the counter and whispered on the table: "San Master, I have also drunk the tea. I'm here to honor your gold bars. Can you return my food to me first?"

Mr. Hu San blew the teacup again as if nothing had happened, and then asked softly: "Why can't I understand what the shopkeeper is talking about? What kind of grain? Have you lost your food?"

Seeing that he refused, the shopkeeper immediately said angrily: "Third Master, it's boring to do it but not dare to act!"

Mr. Hu San smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, don't be so angry. I don't know where you hide the food. How can I say I took it? I'm just an innocent buyer!"

The shopkeeper was speechless for a while and said in a deep voice after a long time: "Who doesn't know your Master Hu San's ability in Guyuan? You can naturally find what you want."

Mr. Hu San put down the teacup and said slowly: "The shopkeeper didn't seem to take me seriously last time. Why do you think I am very capable again today? Strange, is my ability big or not?"

The shopkeeper twitched and bowed: "I didn't say anything at the beginning, so I asked the third master to have a lot of it, so don't bother with villains. But that batch of ginseng is the foundation I have saved in half my life. Please ask the third master to show mercy."

Mr. Hu San was amused: "I'm not taking your ginseng for nothing. Ordinary wild ginseng 5 taels per pound and old ginseng 8 taels per pound. This is a good price for the year of disaster. I'm helping you."

The shopkeeper said angrily: "The third master doesn't have to pretend to be confused. I want to sell it to you at this price. Then I'll have been in vain for ten years in Guyuan. What's the difference between this and robbery?"

Mr. Hu ignored him and counted on his own fingers: "The border army conscripted camels, mules, and horses. Even if the whole city was starved to death, they could carry it for at least ten days and half a month. At that time, your whole family would probably starve to death..."

The shopkeeper whispered: "Su Wen's third master is unparalleled and righteous, and is the Dinghai magic needle of Guyuan. But he didn't expect that you are such a scoundrel who wants to seize innocent people by tricks?"

Mr. Hu sneered and said, "Are you an innocent person who knows it in your heart? Do you really think we don't know where you are from?"

The shopkeeper called out: "What does the third master mean? What is I not an innocent citizen?"

Mr. Hu looked weak and said, "Jing Chaolong Huazhou, Tokyo... Do I still need to continue talking?"

The shopkeeper's expression changed, and then he said ruthlessly: "That's all about Chen Zhimao. What's the matter with my business? Third Master, you really think that you have robbed my food, so I can only swallow my anger? I said that even if you burn it, you won't give it to you. If everyone thinks that I am weak and can be bullied, how can I raise my head in Guyuan?"

Master Hu San said, "Then you burn it."

The shopkeeper's tone stopped and then angrily rebuked: "If you do this, who will come to Guyuan to do business in the future? Please come back if you don't steam buns and try to make a sigh. No one will sell this ginseng for you."

Mr. Hu San said again: "Then you sell others, others don't have food. They are going to starve to death, so how can they buy ginseng?"

The shopkeeper felt stuffy on his chest. As Mr. Hu said, he really couldn't buy food and could not spend even money.

At this moment, someone stepped into the threshold and asked calmly: "Shopkeeper, what is the price of ginseng today?"

The shopkeeper turned his head in shock and found that it was a boy who had asked about the price a while ago.

Before he could speak, Mr. Hu had already lowered his face and said to Chen Ji, "A new face, is it new?"

Chen Ji raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"

Master Hu San said calmly: "Guyuan, Hu Junyuan."

Chen Ji was silent for a moment: "Sorry, I haven't heard of it."

Master Hu San immediately sat up straight and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The shopkeeper on the side moved his eyes and asked diligently: "The customer wants to buy ginseng? Should he buy ordinary wild ginseng, or did he use the old ginseng of the year?"

Chen Ji said politely: "Just as long as the old ginseng."

The shopkeeper asked again: "How much does the guest officer want?"

Chen Ji suddenly asked, "How many do you have?"

Big deal!

The shopkeeper replied: "I have 800 pieces of Laoshan ginseng in Yuancaotang!"

"Eight hundred pieces?" Master Hu San glanced at the shopkeeper: "As far as I know, there are 1,300 pieces of old mountain ginseng in your Yuancaotang."

The shopkeeper's expression changed. He originally planned to sell only 800 funds to overcome the difficulties, but he didn't expect that his family's details could be clearly understood.

He glanced at Master Hu San, then looked at Chen Ji, and thought about how to deal with Master Hu San with this strange face.

At this time, Master Hu San picked up the teacup and said slowly: "Young man, this shopkeeper is worried about food, and he is afraid he has no intention of doing your business."

The shopkeeper's face became gloomy. Master Hu San took away the food he had hidden, and he was already holding his lifeline.

"Grain?" Chen Ji turned to look at the shopkeeper: "What's wrong with your family's grain?"

The shopkeeper said with a grim voice: "The food in my house was stolen by the villain. My family of dozens of people have lost all their livelihoods."

Chen Ji said unexpectedly: "I have food...I have it."

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up: "Are you serious?"

Chen Ji smiled and said, "How much grain should the shopkeeper buy? I have rice, millet, corn, pickled vegetables, bacon, and I have it."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "You are really a savior from the sky! I don't want much, enough for my family to eat for a few days. I'll let my friend get you Laoshan ginseng."

"Slow down!" Chen Ji raised his hand to stop the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper turned around in confusion: "Hmm? What's wrong with the guest officer?"

Chen Ji asked slowly, "How can I sell ginseng from the shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper said for granted: "Thirty taels of wild ginseng per pound, and thirty taels of old ginseng per pound."

Chen Ji turned around and left: "Then you keep ginseng, and I'll come back ten days."

"There is something to say, and there is something to say," the shopkeeper hurriedly grabbed Chen Ji.

Chen Ji immediately turned around and said, "Shopkeeper, I really want to buy it. I want as much as your old ginseng."

When Mr. Hu heard this, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Ji: "Young man, don't make mistakes. Not everyone can do the ginseng business."

Chen Ji smiled slightly: "Why, you can do this business, but others can't do it? When doing business, you should be willing to do it. A forced melon is not sweet."

Master Hu San laughed in anger: "Where is the naughty green man coming from? Try it."

Chen Ji calmly said, "Then let's try."

The shopkeeper was still hesitating, but when he heard this, he immediately bowed to Chen Ji and said, "Customer, I am really hard to accept your price, but I am really sincere in doing this business, why don't you add more?"

Chen Ji thought for a moment: "Shopkeeper, six taels per branch. If you don't want to sell it, I will turn around and leave. Now there are not many people in Guyuan City. I will make more money by changing the grain for silver."
To be continued...