Chapter 62 Fanlou

Fanlou was built by the founding emperor of the Mantuo Empire, who was said to be a very legendary emperor.

Fanlou is filled with martial arts secrets that warriors yearn to learn, as well as out-of-print classics from ancient and modern times that scholars most want to read, and business methods that businessmen need.

There are also countless rare treasures in the world.

Everyone on this continent wants to go to Fanlou to see it for themselves.

Those who can enter Fanlou and do business there are also symbols of power.

However, this Fanlou is not a place where ordinary people can enter to do business.

Only those who are in charge of Fanlou can enter Fanlou after passing through layers of screening.

Baihu Yaoyao was puzzled. Could it be that this old man was the messenger of Fanlou?

Now she didn't expect that the old man's identity was not simple.

The ghostly old man smiled mysteriously, "With this token, you can reach the highest floor of Fanlou unimpeded. Inside, you can see whatever you want and do whatever business you want. This is also a symbol of status."

"How about it? Would you consider becoming my disciple? As long as you become my disciple, this token will be yours."

He has only accepted three apprentices over the years. Although they are not satisfactory, they are still good.

What he was most satisfied with was this girl, he was really satisfied.

He decided to take her in as his last disciple.

With this last disciple, he could retire.

Baihu Yaoyao is actually also interested in the Fan Tower. It is said that the Fan Tower has a total of twenty-one floors, but only twenty floors are open to the public. It depends on your ability to reach which floor.

Only the last floor, the twenty-first floor, remains a mystery. Three hundred years have passed, and no one has been able to reach the last floor.

No one knows what's in there.

"Are you sure your sign can reach the last floor?"

This old man must be joking, right?

If she could really establish a connection with Fan Lou, the things she sold could be marked with Fan Lou's logo, and I believe no one would dare to touch her things.

Yaoyao the white fox was making her own plans in her mind.

The ghostly old man burped. "Of course! This is the highest-ranking token of the Fan House. I just made it a little worn. You want to run a business, right? You can put the Fan House logo on it. That way, no one will dare to take your things."

"Little girl, do you want to become my disciple?"

The old ghost refused to give up. He was determined to lure this girl into becoming his disciple today no matter what.

If he had such an apprentice, he would never lack wine to drink.

Baihu Yaoyao stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "Okay! I'll become your disciple!"

Don't think she doesn't know what the old man is thinking. Isn't he just coveting the wine she brewed?

This wine was not brewed by her. She asked Ye Zhi to get it for her from the demon tribe.

Ye Zhi said that the demon tribe had all kinds of wine, but the best one was spiritual rice wine, so Ye Zhi got her hundreds of jars of spiritual rice wine.

After the auction was successfully held, she took out twenty jars and gave one jar to each of the people in Qibaozhai.

After drinking, the old man came to her to ask for wine all day long.

Baihu Yaoyao didn't act pretentiously, he knelt on his knees and kowtowed, "Master, your disciple Baihu Yaoyao pays homage."

The ghostly old man laughed heartily and quickly helped the person up. "Hurry up! Why are you being so polite, girl? Just give me a few more jars of your wine."

Baihu Yaoyao's mouth twitched, "I knew that Master accepted me as his disciple just to drink."

Pointing to the cellar in the backyard, he said, "The wine is all in the cellar. If you want to drink, just go get it yourself."

"Okay! I'll get it right away." The old ghost ran faster than a rabbit.

Baihu Yaoyao smiled and shook his head, looking at the token in his hand.

With this token, she is eligible to put the red Bana logo on the shops and products under her name.

Let’s see who dares to take her goods.

There are five kinds of tokens in Fanlou: black, white, green, purple and red.

The highest-ranking token is the one with a red flower of the other shore, and it is said that there is only one.

The other red spider lilies on the tokens are black, white, green and purple in the following colors.

Even the lowest-level black token has not been obtained by the Xiyue Kingdom for a hundred years. It can be seen that Fanlou's token is very difficult to obtain.

At this time, the old ghost came back with a jar of wine.

"Master, if I put a red Bana flower logo on my shop, wouldn't that be too conspicuous?"

This is the highest token in Fanlou, it would be bad if it attracted attention.

Just change it to a black marker.

She wants to make money, but doesn't want to be too conspicuous!

She doesn't want to be a conspicuous bag.

"You have the highest level token in your hand. You can use the marks on the lower level tokens as you wish. I'm leaving now."

The ghost old man walked away with the wine in his arms, feeling satisfied.

After getting a positive answer, Baihu Yaoyao felt relieved.

She decided to put the black Bana logo on all the signs and merchandise in her shops.

Black Bana is the lowest grade.

Just do it.

Yaoyao, the white fox, put on her clothes and went straight to Liulichang.

"Brother Heng, is Uncle Zhou here?"

As soon as I arrived at Liulichang, I saw Zhou Heng settling accounts with merchants who came to purchase goods.

"Sister Yaoyao, my dad is out, why are you here?"

Zhou Heng asked the others to greet the vendors and personally led her to the upper room.

When we arrived at the upper room where guests were received, it was clean and bright, and the windows were all made of glass, which was translucent and bright.

Baihu Yaoyao sat down and spoke, "I want to put this mark on all the colored glass in the future."

She took out a piece of paper from her sleeve, on which was a drawing of a black red spider lily.

Exactly the same as the one on Fanlou token.

"Girl, why does this pattern look so familiar to me?"

Zhou Heng took the blueprint and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he had seen this pattern somewhere before.

After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered and slapped his thigh, "Sister, this is Fanlou's pattern, you can't use it privately!"

Zhou Heng was studying at Yunzhou College and also had a yearning for Fanlou.

Every year, wealthy businessmen from all over Xiyue Kingdom, students from colleges, and sects in the martial arts world select talents to go to Kyoto to participate in competitions.

In order to select talents to participate in the five-yearly competition held in Fanlou.

I hope to get a token from Fanlou through the competition. Even if it is the lowest-level black token, it is the greatest honor and right.

No matter who gets a token of Fanlou, even the royal families of other countries have to show courtesy to them.

Unfortunately, the rules set by Fanlou are too strict. So far, only a chivalrous knight in Xiyue Kingdom has obtained a black token a hundred years ago.

The chivalrous hero also used the black token to build the largest sword-making villa in Xiyue Kingdom today.

After the knight dies, the black token will be automatically destroyed, which means that the person will no longer have the right to use the Fanlou token.

His descendants also have no right to use it.

Even so, his descendants inherited the Sword Casting Villa and still maintain an unshakable position in the West Moon Kingdom.

If you use the Fanlou logo without authorization without the token, you will be hunted down by the people of Fanlou.

Baihu Yaoyao knew the stakes involved and said, "I only used this symbol because I was sure of it. Feel free to use it! Only in this way can no one dare to covet our things."

Whether it is Liuli or Qibaozhai, they are both rare and valuable things.

She is just a businesswoman, with no power or money, and if she wants to keep those things she needs a backer.

Just when she was thinking of a solution, her master came to her.

Why not use such a strong backing?

Zhou Heng knew that she would not do anything without confidence, so he agreed.

I decided to engrave the logo on the plaque of Liulichang tomorrow, and print this logo on the glass products as well.

Even after the deal was settled, Uncle Zhou still hadn't returned home. Baihu Yaoyao simply told Zhou Heng to bring the workers from Liulichang to her restaurant for dinner during the New Year.

Zhou Heng agreed readily.

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