Cuitik got the deed and thought about it for a long time before he was sure that this was true.
The peddler did pay him.
He wanted to return the deed to the peddler: "I don't want this piece of land, I just want a person." The peddler snorted and said: "What are you talking about? I'm not a human trafficker!"
Cuitik hurriedly explained: "You misunderstood what I meant. I have a friend who lost his life and I want to bring his life back." The more anxious Cuitik became, the more problems his ability to express himself became.
The peddler understood: "You want to bring a person back to life? That's difficult." Cuitik held the deed and said: "This is for you, and I am willing to pay more."
The peddler shook his head: "I have a way, but my method is not the resurrection you want. You have to find the method you want yourself." "It's too late," Cuitik shook his head, "He may have already..."
"As long as we can find a way, we will definitely be in time," the peddler looked at Cuitik, "We can't keep the flowers in our clothes forever. We need to take the wild flowers from the mountains out to let them air out from time to time."
Cuitik took out a can from his arms, which seemed to be some kind of hint. Li Banfeng nodded towards Cuitik, which was indeed a hint.
Cui Tike didn't understand what Li Banfeng meant, but heard the peddler say, "There is an important matter to be done right now. The people in Desong Cliff are not all dead yet, but they will be soon. I will give you a piece of real land. If you let them become old land, I will never forgive you."
This is a difficult matter to deal with.
If we don't want Desong Cliff to become an old land, we must send people to Desong Cliff. However, in the current situation of Desong Cliff, not to mention people, even grass doesn't grow. Cuitik has an idea: "I have a group of friends who are very resistant and should be able to settle here."
The peddler shook his head and said, "No, no matter if it's the Dao Lao Gui on Dao Gui Ridge or the ones you brought with you." Cuitik pointed at the Dao Lao Gui beside him and said, "They are not really Dao Lao Gui. They are me..." The peddler still shook his head and said, "No matter where they come from, they must be sent back to Dao Gui Ridge!"
There was no room for negotiation with the peddler, so Cuitik quickly went to think of a solution.
Li Banfeng was still thinking about the cause and effect of the matter, and the peddler was about to leave with his cart. "Junior brother, wait a moment." Li Banfeng hurriedly stopped the peddler.
The peddler pulled out a feather duster and asked, "What's the matter?" Li Banfeng quickly changed the subject, "Brother, don't leave in such a hurry."
"Why don't you leave? There's no business to do here!" The peddler was too lazy to even shake his rattle.
"Who said there's no business? Am I still here?" Li Banfeng took out his wallet, "Buy a box of matches!" "Five cents."
Li Banfeng didn't have change, so he gave him a hundred-yuan note. The peddler pouted, not very happy.
But that's how business works, you have to make money and you can't fight for more. He gave Li Banfeng a box of matches and a handful of change.
Li Banfeng took the opportunity to ask, "I didn't quite understand what you just said about losses and gains. How do you run this business? Did you and Cuitik lose or gain from this business?" "Didn't I just say that this business lost money, but not much."
"Everyone in Desong Cliff has died, isn't the compensation enough?" Li Banfeng handed a cigarette to the peddler and lit it with a match.
The peddler parked the cart, took a puff of cigarette and said, "Different businesses have different practices. It is true that there is no business that is guaranteed to make a profit, but you have to have a rough idea of the quality of this business.
There are small businesses, stable businesses, businesses with big ups and downs, and businesses that lose all the money.
The business of Yaowanggou is stable. Yao Xin has fallen, but the foundation of Yaowanggou is still there, so I handed the business over to Xu Han. Old Xu doesn't need to play any tricks. He can make money by just keeping the stall running.
Haichiling's business has experienced ups and downs. If they can stop the insect plague, it means they can save the land and thousands of people, which means they will make a lot of money. If they can't stop it, Haichiling will be ruined and they will lose a lot.
This kind of business is the most difficult to do. I planned to do it myself, but when I found Cuitik, I was tripped up by other things. I happened to see you doing disaster relief in Haichiling, so I asked Cuitik to find you. I didn't expect you to really get the job done.
You dare to think and fight. Everyone thought Hai Chi Ling was hopeless, but you still fought to the end with Cui Tik on your back. From then on, I trusted you and wanted to ask you to do business with ups and downs.
I thought that the situation of Desong Cliff was the same as that of Haichiling, so I wanted to find you for this business. Even if you didn't agree, I would find a way to make you agree. But when I saw the situation of Desong Cliff more clearly, I found that this business was not suitable for you. Desong Cliff was rotten to the core.
What happened here was no longer a simple matter of fighting for power and profit. What these people did had nothing to do with the word "Germany". They even wanted to start a war and involve the entire state of Provo.
This kind of business has no possibility of making money, and you may not even be able to keep the current period. If you encounter this kind of business that will lose all your money, you have to find someone else to do it.
The situation of Qianliangfang is very similar to that of Desongya. Cuitik did a good job in that business, so I still chose him. Although Desongya still lost money in this business, the matter did not go beyond the scope of Desongya, so the loss was not much, but the reward still had to be paid. Do you understand now?"
Li Banfeng thought for a moment and said, "Then you might as well make things clear as soon as possible, so as not to make Cuitik hesitate and force himself to this point."
The peddler laughed and said, "Brother, you are not the boss, so you can speak without any hesitation. Do you think it is inappropriate for me to ask Cuitik to hold back? If Cuitik lets go, he will be able to slaughter Prozhou tomorrow!
I let him decide who should be killed, hoping to leave more capital for Desongya, but now there is nothing left. This is how business works, and I can only accept it. "The peddler was about to leave with his cart, and Li Banfeng shouted, "Brother, wait a moment."
"What are you waiting for?" the peddler asked impatiently, "I'm just here to argue with you. Don't I need to do business?" "Business needs to be done. I want to buy a candle."
"Two cents."
Li Banfeng gave another hundred-yuan bill, and the peddler angrily gave the change.
"Brother, I've helped you with your business twice. Let's talk about something else!" The peddler picked up the feather duster and said, "What else are you going to talk about? Talk faster!"
"I have a way to break the boundary."
The peddler put the feather duster back and rolled a cigarette for Li Banfeng: "Junior brother, sit down and talk slowly."
The two sat side by side. The peddler struck a match and lit a cigarette for Li Banfeng: "Tell me in detail, how did you break the boundary?" "I built a bridge on the boundary, and people can walk across it."
Li Banfeng wanted to explain the principle of the hidden bridge to the peddler, but the peddler couldn't wait to ask, "How many people can walk across this bridge at a time?" "Three to five people should be able to walk across it."
The peddler's smile faded: "Is that so?"
Li Banfeng was unhappy: "Why? Do you think it's too little? Do you look down on me?"
The peddler stood up and tidied up the truck: "I don't mean to look down on you. It's very rare to have the means to break the boundary, but these three or five people are too few. Besides, you are a balancer now. If you want to send three or five people across the boundary, you don't need to go through so much trouble, right?"
Li Banfeng said, "I don't want to send three or five people away. I want to pick up all three people from Santoucha."
Upon hearing this, the peddler became interested: "This is a big business, a business with big ups and downs, and it is also a very difficult business. Do you want to do it?"
"I want to! But this road is hard to find. I know nothing about Santoucha."
The peddler took a candy from the truck and handed it to Li Banfeng: "I know a lot about Santoucha. We can do business together, but at least 200 people have to cross the bridge at a time."
Li Banfeng thought for a moment and nodded: "Give me some more time."
The peddler pushed the cart and said, "You have plenty of time, but that foreigner doesn't have much time left. He has ruined Desong Cliff like this. I wonder where he can find people."
Cuitik went to a new land, a very remote new land.
In this new land, there are endless farmlands, hardworking farmers, and hunters coming and going. When he arrived at the village, Cuitik asked along the way and finally found Zhang Wanlong.
"Mr. Zhang, I finally found you!" Cuitik was very excited.
Zhang Wanlong looked at Cuitik carefully and smiled in surprise: "Have we met this foreign friend before?" Cuitik was stunned: "Of course we have met before. I even bought seeds from you."
Zhang Wanlong shook his head and said, "You must have recognized the wrong person. I never sell seeds to others."
Cuitik couldn't accept this attitude. He took out a few seeds from his arms and said, "You sold them to me. You don't have any impression of them, do you?" Zhang Wanlong took the seeds and looked at them carefully for a long time. "The appearance of the seeds is somewhat similar to the ones I cultivated, but I really didn't sell them to you." "Who else sold them to me?"
"It could be them." Zhang Wanlong called out to the cornfield, and two people who looked exactly like him came closer. Zhang Wanlong introduced, "I grew these two crops, and they may have pretended to be me and done some business that they shouldn't have done."
As he spoke, Zhang Wanlong frowned and said to the other two Zhang Wanlongs, "Did you sell the seeds to others?" The other two Zhang Wanlongs shook their heads and said, "We never sold them. Brother Long has a rule that seeds cannot be sold to others."
The two Zhang Wanlongs denied it, so Zhang Wanlong called over a dozen more Zhang Wanlongs and asked, "Did any of you sell seeds to him?" All the Zhang Wanlongs shook their heads and denied it, saying, "We never sold seeds."
Cuitik frowned and said, "Mr. Zhang, what do you mean by this? Do you have any requirements for the price?"
Zhang Wanlong shook his head and said, "I don't sell seeds, so how can I talk about the price? It's just that I grow too many crops, so it's inevitable that someone broke my rules and sold the seeds to you.
We have to investigate this matter slowly. You wait in the village for a while. I'll ask my wife to light a fire and cook. When the hunters come back, we'll compare them one by one. We have to get to the bottom of this matter no matter what."
How could Cuitik have the time to check this with him?
Even if he found out, it would not help Cuitik at all. In desperation, Cuitik left the village.
Xiao Genzi came closer and asked Zhang Wanlong, "Brother Zhang, why are we not doing this business anymore?"
"We have to do business, but it depends on who we do it with." Zhang Wanlong took out an antenna from the drawer. "I asked my friend at the radio station to buy this for me. It's a good thing!" He took a pumpkin, found a syringe, and gave the pumpkin an injection.
After giving the injection, he took a drill and drilled a hole in the pumpkin. "Hmmmm~" the pumpkin hummed twice.
Zhang Wanlong quickly comforted him, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I've had anesthesia." Pumpkin calmed down a little.
Zhang Wanlong picked up the antenna and said to Pumpkin, "This antenna is a little cold, please bear with it."
When the antenna was inserted, the pumpkin trembled again. Zhang Wanlong adjusted the position of the antenna and some sound came out of the pumpkin. At first, the sound was a bit noisy, but after several adjustments, the sound gradually became clearer.
Xiao Genzi looked confused and asked, "What is this?"
"Radio!" Zhang Wanlong wiped the pumpkin juice off his hands. "I tell you, this is technology. You can't study gold juice every day. You also have to study science and technology." Xiao Genzi still didn't quite understand the concept of technology. In Prostate, very few people could hear the radio.
He squatted next to the pumpkin and listened attentively for a while. It happened to be GG time, and the host was recommending a newly launched kitchen knife.
Xiao Genzi snorted, "This science and technology is all a lie. If this kitchen knife can cut iron like mud, then why would we use a machete to kill people?"
The host was just saying, "With this kitchen knife, you can be cutting vegetables in the kitchen one second, and you can take someone's head the next, making sure you catch them by surprise." Xiao Genzi snorted again, "I can be stirring the soup one second, and pouring the sauce the next, making sure you catch them by surprise! What's the use of this science and technology?"
Zhang Wanlong laughed and said, "Why are you competing with a guy? Wait a minute, the real stuff hasn't come out yet."
After waiting for half an hour, GG ended, and a sweet voice came out of the pumpkin: "Dear listeners, Ah Hui is here to report the latest news about Desong Cliff. According to people familiar with the matter, Desong Cliff has encountered a rare plague, and the lives of tens of thousands of residents are unknown. The details are still under further investigation..."
Zhang Wanlong looked at Xiao Genzi and said, "Did you hear it now?"
Xiao Genzi nodded and said, "This scientific and technological movement is really sweet."
"Sweet, isn't it? Ah Hui's voice... Who told you this! Something happened at Desong Cliff, didn't you hear it? There was a plague, who do you think was responsible?" Genzi shook his head: "No matter who did it, it should have nothing to do with us, right?"
"That's hard to say," Zhang Wanlong said solemnly, "The plague is very likely related to the sick cultivators. Lu Huazi is the ancestor of the sick cultivators, but he hasn't shown up for a long time. Wan Jinxian is also a sick cultivator, and there's no news about him now.
The foreigner who just came is also a sick cultivator. He is now looking for us to buy seeds. Who knows what he is going to do? We have to be prepared for this. If it is related to the matter of Desong Cliff, we can't afford it. "
Xiao Genzi watched the radio Pumpkin carefully, remembering Zhang Wanlong's words in his heart.
He felt that he didn't know much about Zhang Wanlong, and he still had a lot to learn in the future.
The next day at noon, another person came to the village. A man brought a box of silver dollars and placed it in front of Zhang Wanlong: "Brother Zhang, I came to buy something from you." Zhang Wanlong was stunned: "Brother, what is your name?"
The man introduced himself: "My last name is Sun Yusheng, I'm from Moxiang Store, and I want to buy some good seeds from you." Zhang Wanlong smiled and said, "You want to buy seeds too?"
The man was stunned: "Has anyone else been here?" "Yes."
"Who is it?"
"Don't worry about who it is, let's talk about the rules first. If you like food, or fruits, or specialties from the new land, you can pick whatever you want. But I never sell seeds."
The man frowned: "Really not selling it?" "No."
"Well, I came to the wrong place." The man took the box and left. Xiao Genzi asked, "Can't we do business with this person?"
"Of course we can't do that," Zhang Wanlong said with a smile, "This man's surname is not Sun, his surname is He, he is He Jiaqing, the eldest son of the He family, he used a disguise, but I can't hide it from him. He Jiaqing and Li Qi don't get along, we can't offend our old customer just for his business."
"That's right," Genzi nodded repeatedly, "Seventh Master is one of us."
Zhang Wanlong looked outside the door and said, "This guy is not easy to get rid of. He will definitely come again."
Genzi was quite disdainful: "Come if you want, we won't sell him."
"If you don't sell it to him, he will take it himself. He Jiaqing is a thief. Most people don't know this."
When Xiao Genzi heard this, he picked up the spoon and said, "I will stay at home tomorrow. If he dares to come, I will give him a spoonful. From now on, whenever he shows up, we will be able to smell the smell."
"It's easy to be a thief, but you can't be a thief for a thousand days. This trick doesn't work." Zhang Wanlong smiled and added a lock to the cellar. The next day, when the two men came back from farm work, Zhang Wanlong's two wives were cooking.
"Has anyone been here today?" Zhang Wanlong asked. "No one has been here!" the two daughters-in-law answered in unison. They went to the cellar and took a look.
Xiao Genzi checked the lock and said to Zhang Wanlong, "No one has touched this lock. He Jiaqing hasn't been here." "That may not be the case." Zhang Wanlong took out a medicine bottle and dripped two drops of medicine on the lock.
After waiting for a while, a vine emerged from the keyhole, and a palm-sized rose blossomed on the vine. A woman the size of an index finger stood in the center of the rose and saluted Zhang Wanlong.
Zhang Wanlong asked, "Has anyone touched you today?"
"Yes, a man came, his hands and feet were dishonest, and he touched me several times." Zhang Wanlong asked again: "Did he take the seeds?"
"I didn't dare to stop him."
"No need to stop me, just take it!" Zhang Wanlong waved his hand gently, and the woman bowed again. The petals closed, the flower shrank into the vines, the vines shrank into the keyhole, and the lock returned to its previous shape.
Genzi was not too surprised. After following Zhang Wanlong for so long, he was no stranger to this kind of thing.
What he is worried about now is the seeds: "Brother Zhang, let's first see how many seeds He Jiaqing has stolen."
"No need to look, just let him take whatever he wants. Those are all good seeds. You reap what you sow. But you can't grow what he wants." The next night, Zhang Wanlong and Genzi had two drinks and were about to go to bed when someone else came to buy seeds.
Zhang Wanlong laughed: "It's really strange, why do you come to me to buy seeds these two days?" No matter how much money the other party offered, he would not sell the seeds!
The man did not argue and got up and left. Zhang Wanlong asked Genzi, "We went to Lushui City a few days ago and bought a lot of newspapers. Do you remember where you put them?" Genzi remembered that Qi Ye told him to read more newspapers.
He brought a stack of newspapers from the backyard, and Zhang Wanlong carefully looked through them one by one.
His eyes stopped at a photo: "This is the person, his name is Du Wenming!"
Genzi and Zhang Wanlong knew a lot of words, so he read the news: "Is this a foreigner?"
"Yes, he's from another state," Zhang Wanlong said solemnly, "Why did he come to me to buy seeds?"
In Green Water City, Yetang Teahouse, Mr. Kong Fang poured Du Wenming a cup of tea: "Are you sure you didn't find the wrong place?"
Du Wenming said, "The place is definitely correct. Cui Tike has indeed been here. The Chu family and the He family both have plots of land around here. I have heard some rumors from them. This cultivator's skills are quite powerful. Li Qi has bought a lot of seeds from him."
Mr. Kong Fang pondered the connection: "What is the purpose of the foreigner buying seeds? He caused such a big incident in Desong Cliff, is he trying to cover it up with the seeds from Gengxiu? This is too outrageous."
Du Wenming speculated: "Is it possible that the peddler doesn't want to take care of this matter?"
"He can't just ignore it. Desong Cliff is a legitimate place. He can't just watch it disappear like this!" Mr. Kong Fang was very confident in his judgment. "And even if the peddler doesn't care, Neizhou can't just ignore it. I heard that they have invested a lot of money in Desong Cliff. It's impossible for the matter to just be left unresolved."
Neizhou, Wujiang City.
Yue Congde, the second son of Song Demei, was telling Lord Fan, Lord Lu and Lord Bi about his experience at Desong Cliff. He had told this story many times. In the past few days, eleven people had asked him about the incident.
Because it involved an epidemic, Yue Congde was initially locked up in a cell and interrogated by a special person through the wall. The people of Neizhou have a special body structure and are highly resistant to the epidemic, but because Cui Tik is a disciple who cultivates disease, they still took sufficient precautions.
After a few days, Yue Congde still showed no abnormality, and the guard against him was relaxed a little. Some people began to question him face to face. Now Yue Congde finally met the cabinet ministers, and today was an important opportunity for him to show himself well.
But performance is performance, don't exaggerate. I have said it more than ten times before. If the words don't match today, things will be troublesome. The three cabinet ministers sat on a chair, with three heads on one body, looking at Yue Congde.
Lord Fan spoke first: "Did the foreigners kill all of Desongya?" Yue Congde nodded repeatedly: "As far as I know, not a single one is left."
"How did you get back?"
This matter cannot be told truthfully.
What really happened was that he admitted his identity to Tretic and showed Tretic the entrance to the Nevada, and Tretic let him go.
Just revealing the entrance to the inner state would cost him his life. Fortunately, before he came back, he had already thought of a story to tell. He had repeated it more than a dozen times in the past two days and had memorized it by heart.
"The foreigners' disease could not affect our bodies. I used disguise to pretend that I had a rash on my body and pretended to be dead among the corpses. At that time, too many people died in the village, and the foreigners did not check one by one, so they did not notice me.
After he left, I walked around the village and found that there was no one alive in the village." Yue Congde suddenly paused, which made the three cabinet ministers suspicious.
Lord Lu asked sternly, "Why did you feel guilty when you spoke just now?"
Yue Congde quickly explained: "I just didn't see anyone alive in Deyuan Village. The situation in other villages is my guess."
There is nothing wrong with what he said. The exact number of people who died at Desong Cliff can still be investigated by spies. Even if Yue Congde is not sure, the impact will not be too great.
The three adults were very satisfied with the results of the interrogation. Although the storm on Desong Cliff subsided, they still had two important gains. One was that the foreign man Cui Tik disobeyed the peddler and would be severely punished. The other was that the foreign man Cui Tik's techniques were ineffective against the people of Neizhou.
Green Water Beggar and Wan Jinxian have disappeared. If Cui Tick dies at the hands of the peddler, Pro Province will no longer be able to resist the plague. Even if the peddler spares Cui Tick, his plague will not harm the people of Neizhou, and Neizhou does not need to worry about the plague from Pro Province.
Yue Congde received the reward. He took the reward money and was about to leave Lord Fan's mansion when he suddenly felt an itch on his back. He scratched it with his hand and felt that his back was not smooth.
What's going on?
Yue Congde's whole body tensed up instantly, and he felt his back getting more and more itchy. He couldn't scratch it, he absolutely couldn't scratch it anymore.
Is this a rash?
There was nothing wrong with me before, why did I get a rash today? I must not let anyone see it, I must not...
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