Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 100 Baodao Braised Pork Rice

Some things are so wonderful that Ender can still recall Lao Hu's triumphant expression when he went out this morning.

He had just opened an order and sold a bronze fake that couldn't be more fake to a bully. Looking at his smug expression, he seemed to be a genius marketing master.

And Ander himself also wanted to find a "marketing master", who could sell the ghost-toothed dragon viper as hairtail, and also attached a recipe, the old Chinese medicine crow.

According to the address given by Finger, Ander leisurely walked through the alleys of Minzhou. This place has gradually developed over the years. The village in the city, ancient buildings, and high-rise buildings are mixed together, which has a special style. .

Of course, it would be more accurate to say that there is a kind of chaotic beauty, which is a kind of enjoyment for a brass dragon of the chaotic camp like Ender.

But if the dragons from the lawful camp came, I'm afraid they would try their best to straighten those crooked roads.

The surrounding gradually became lively. The place Ander was going to was the suburbs of Minzhou back then, but now it is one of the main urban areas.

The past glory has become a burden, and the beautiful small buildings of the past have now become a wound in municipal management, but it has to be admitted that the village in the city is still the home of many people.

Perhaps in a few years, they will move out of the small building they built and become honorable demolition households, but now they are still living their lives in an ordinary way.

In this kind of place, all the house numbers are hidden in complicated wires and advertisements, and Ender can only carefully identify the house numbers to prevent himself from missing them.

I walked past a bakery selling low-quality bread, a black Internet cafe hidden behind the shop, and a hair washing room with a bold decoration.

Ender found his goal. According to the coordinates given by Fingel, it should be this shop.

He raised his head and looked at the signboard. It was as dilapidated as the surrounding shops, with a little oil stains. On it was a dull font printed by a computer:
“Treasure Island Braised Pork Rice”

After repeatedly confirming that he did not go to the wrong place, Ander approached this fast food restaurant suspiciously.

Like many of his peers, there are greasy tables and chairs, spice-scented air, and piles of white plastic packing boxes.

"Not now, come back later."

A young man with dyed yellow hair and long sleeves was sitting on the table listlessly picking vegetables, which did not match his hooligan temperament.

His accent has the characteristics of Minzhou, and has some shadows of Baodao. It sounds a little soft and lacks energy.

Ender walked over, the young man raised his head, moved his body quietly, and glanced outside the restaurant.

Seeing his guilty look, Ander already had a conclusion in his mind, and before the man could react, a charming human being slapped him.

Ender liked this trick very much. Most ordinary people couldn't resist it. They could only obey Ender's domination. It was really suitable for interrogating information.

"Little guy, do you know crows?"

The young man suddenly felt his head dizzy, and he felt a sense of comfort. Looking at the person in front of him, he felt very kind, and said without thinking:

"A crow? I am."

Ender was taken aback, this crow seemed to be different from the nasty smuggler he imagined, a bit too ordinary and too weak.

"Then do you know Qian Sichuan?"

There was a disgusting smile on Crow's face, as if there was a beautiful woman stripping naked in front of her.

"Brother Qian doesn't know anyone, there are dump trucks coming over every day."

Crow pointed to the construction site that was being developed next to it. The urban village where the stewed meat shop was located was adjacent to a main road, and the muck trucks under Qian Sichuan often passed by the door of the shop.

"Did you sell the ghost-toothed dragon viper to him?"

The crow nodded foolishly, obviously understanding the meaning of the ghost tooth dragon viper, he raised his hand, and rubbed his thumb and index finger together a few times.

"That rich man is so rich, he said he wanted to eat dragon meat, and asked me to write him a prescription. I only have a brine prescription here, and he believed it."

"Who gave you the goods?"

Ander also couldn't understand that a guy who opened a stewed meat shop could actually have something to do with the Dragon Clan.

"The way to sell ice."

The crows spread their hands. The ice mentioned here does not refer to ice made from water, but to a kind of drug: methamphetamine. The yellow-haired crow in front of him turned out to be a drug dealer.

Ender looked at the long sleeves the crow was wearing, and ordered him to roll up the sleeves. There were countless needle holes, large and small, on the dark skin.

Obviously, crows not only sell ice, but also smoke it themselves, which is the saddest kind of little poison that is sold and raised.

In some places, those big drug lords will divide the drugs they get into small packages and give them to the drug bosses below, and then these people will sell them and get their own layers.

It seems that they also used the same pattern for the Pterodon viper. You must know that the Pterodon viper is a group creature, and there are always thousands or hundreds of them.

If Ander's thinking is correct, then the crow's master probably has a lot of ghost-toothed dragon vipers.

"Who is your last family, how did the ghost-toothed dragon viper get here?"

Under the charm of Ander, the crow whose body was already hollowed out by the poison did not hesitate to tell what he knew.

According to Crow, his superiors got a batch of good goods in Southeast Asia a few months ago, and dozens of ghost-toothed dragon vipers came with the goods.

"That fish is so weird, it can still survive in the water after being frozen."

According to Crow, his organization is very small, with about a dozen core members. The boss is code-named Cyclops, and he is a peripheral member, responsible for doing some dirty work.

The boss has connections and can always get good things, but the most dangerous task is entrusted to him, responsible for offline sales.

This guy is also a clever man. The local bosses in Minzhou are a little superstitious and still raise arowanas in the office, so the crow packaged these ghost-toothed dragon vipers as dragon kings and sold them as ornamental fish.

How come Qian wanted to come to Sichuan, a master who wanted to eat dragon meat, but the crow only wanted to make money, but he sold the ghost-toothed dragon viper regardless of whether it would eat dead people or not.

"This is the person recommended by the boss, don't dare to neglect."

According to Crow, Qian Sichuan was a trade partner that the boss, Cyclops, had told him to pay attention to. Crow thought it was a big deal, but ended up buying two fish.

"But the boss is quite happy, and rewarded me with a good thing."

After hearing what the crow said, Ender knew that he might not be able to ask any extra questions. As long as he wanted to find this kind of offline, he could find a lot of them every minute.

So Ender asked the crow to take out all the poison hidden here. According to the crow's story, his best future is a peanut.

"Wait, this is..."

Ender looked at the small bottle in the crow's hand, which contained a thin layer of viscous black liquid, which looked very familiar.

It was an evolution medicine called Dragon Vein, and it also had a name called Dragon Blood Extract.

(End of this chapter)