Lord of the Desert

Chapter 190

In the private room A on the third floor with a view of the river, Hong Pan and Hong Fan sat on the left and right respectively.

"Our family also has some small businesses in Xijing."

Hong Zhe introduced.

"One is this restaurant; in addition, there are two other shops, one collects grain, and the other sells fur from the west."

"The three companies add up to a net profit of a thousand taels of silver a year."

"Master Zhe usually manages the grain shop, and I take care of Xingsheng Hall."

Chief Steward Zhao Rongxuan said.

"It's certainly not a first-class restaurant in the whole city, but our signature dishes 'Yao Yu San Shao' and 'Shanzhen Stir-Fried Pork' are also quite famous in Dongcheng."

"Second Young Master, if you want to entertain ordinary friends in the future, you won't lose your grade by coming to our place..."

He stood up and respected each other.

Hong Fan also stood up and suffered, generously ensuring that the fat and water would not flow into the fields of outsiders.

Everyone laughed.

After a few rounds of drinking, most of the inexperienced stewards were slightly drunk, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

"Asura Sect is naturally good, but Ti Qi is not bad either!"

A steward laughed.

"Except for those aristocratic nobles who are used to being masters, if a farmer and commoner's family produces a Tiqi, it will be extremely glamorous."

He raised his glass to Hong Fan, and then drank it complacently, which probably means that I did what you want.

"With the Martial Arts Academy as the backing, no local ruffian gangs dare to provoke, and you can recognize many officials and masters, and you can use your strengths in all aspects."

"Hey, old Song, you are talking in the market."

Zhao Rongxuan said disdainfully.

"Second young master joined Tiqi, of course to seek advancement in martial arts."

"Five years and ten years, you will get a martial arts book; if you make great achievements and have the qualifications to pass it on, then you will be able to improve your family character and start a family!"

Naturally, the managers did not dare to refute what the shopkeeper said, but Hong Zhe and Hong Qing were imaginative after hearing the words.

There was a moment of silence.

Finally, it was Hong Pan who took the call.

"This is too difficult, we don't need to think about it."

"The Academy of Martial Arts has been established for more than a hundred years, and there are only 37 Tiqi who have obtained martial arts legends, and there is not a single one in Xijing..."

He smiled and couldn't help but drink another glass.

A banquet lasted for an hour.

When everyone was exhausted and left Xingsheng Hall, there were two crescent moons in front of them.

One floats in the center of the water, the other hangs in the sky, and it is impossible to tell which one is real and which one is brighter.

There are few pedestrians on the street.

On the river, painted boats with red and yellow lanterns floated scattered, and misty songs and laughter could be heard from afar, echoing the rushing sound of Yaohe River lapping on the bank.

The stewards went their separate ways.

Hong Pan sent back Hong Qing and Hong Zhe, and personally sent Hong Fan back to Chaori Mansion.

The boy who had been waiting in the side room came over and opened the door.

The two entered the front hall.

Hong Pan closed the door, took out a wooden box and gave it to Hong Fan.

"Eight marrow washing pills, enough for ordinary people to use for two months."

he said in a low voice.

"I know that because of your fate star, you need to spend an extra amount of resources in your practice, which is probably enough for a month here."

Xisui Dan is a very well-known medicine in the state of chaos in Liangzhou. It has an excellent effect on warming and nourishing the meridians and dantian, and is more valuable than Peiyuan Dan.

It is said that exhausting the power of the medicine can expand the true energy of a martial artist in the Chaotic Realm by [-]%.

Although Hong Fan has never used it, he also knows that this thing costs 70 taels a piece, and it is not easy to buy it with money.

"Xishui Pill is the best elixir that circulates in the territory of Kunran, but the production is limited, and the supply is usually in short supply."

Hong Pan continued.

"From now on, I have only collected 35 pieces; except for the eight pieces for you, the rest will be sent back to Jinhai."

Hong Fan solemnly nodded.

The two looked at each other, and Hong Pan was inexplicably frustrated.

"Nephew, I know the talents of you and A Sheng."

"It's just that the clan can only help in terms of skills and resources."

"In short, you don't need to save money in Xijing. Now the clan has enough money, and the regular expenses are much less..."

As he spoke, he stopped suddenly, his face turning sad.

The candle flames danced, shaking the shadows on the wall.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Hong Fan knew what Hong Pan was going to say just now.

In the battle of Jinhai, Hong Jian died in battle.

If so, all kinds of warming and healing pills that need to be supplied on a regular basis are unnecessary.

Hong Pan said goodbye quickly.

Hong Fan checked the stables and confirmed that Hong Qi had been taken care of, then went to the front yard and gave two coins to the boy who lived in the side room.

The other party is naturally grateful.

Then he went back to his room and got on the couch.

On the day of Hong Jian's burial, Hong Fan broke through to the cultivation base of the Three Meridians.

In the next ten days, with day and night hard work and a small amount left over from the plunder of the life star, he opened up [-]% of the fourth meridian, Yang Weimai.

But when the external force was exhausted, the speed of his practice became unbearably slow in the last [-] days.

Opening the wooden box, Hong Fan took out a marrow washing pill.

The appearance of this pill is light gray, and it looks ordinary, with only a strong fruity fragrance.

The elixir melts into the throat along the water.

The medicine dissipates quickly.

Hong Fan entered the inner vision and felt that the meridians of the whole body seemed to be soaked in warm water, and the dantian was like a stove simmering, very comfortable.

Time passed by, and the knocking outside the window became louder and louder.

The sky was twilight, Hong Fan just finished his work, and then lay down with his clothes on.

An hour later, he got up to do morning exercises, feeling refreshed and not tired.

Prolonging the practice time is one of the functions of Xisui Pill.

[The practice speed of using Xisui Pill is slightly slower than the combination of Peiyuan Powder and Jiaorou, and a strange pulse may be opened in five months. 】

Hong Fan followed his true energy and estimated it secretly.

Then, sand and dust rose on the training ground without wind.

Just like the years in Jinhai Zhaoriyuan.

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Two days later.

April 25, morning.

Today's Xijing is sunny and windy, and the sky is blue.

Wearing a plain brocade robe and carrying a packaged gift, Hong Fan rode a red flag out of Chaori Mansion.

The Xianzun Bridge is slightly crowded.

The red flag shook its head and snorted to remind the thin humans passing by to make way.

Hong Fan sat on the saddle and looked north.

In the distance, a ship sailing from the south dragged the tail of the wind with its long sail, leaving a long trail.

Beside the bridge, the water surface is calm and waveless, soaked in lukewarm clouds.

His destination is the southwest corner of Xijing City - Liangzhou Qizuo Jianzhou Department.

Yesterday, Hong Fan sent a greeting card to Zhuang Liren through Wen Zhongguan, and made an appointment to meet today.

Hong Fan, Jin Hai's Warehouse Supervisor, is familiar with the house and the way, including the courtyard and warehouse, at most the size of a primary school in his previous life.

But Xijing Prefecture is quite different.

Turning the corner of the street, a blue line with a length of more than [-] feet and a height of more than [-] feet came into view.

This is the thick wall of the prison.

Under the wall, there are sergeants standing guard with swords every ten feet.

Behind the wall, pillars of smoke of different colors floated up everywhere and scattered into the sky.

With many guarded eyes, Hong Fan rode along the high wall, and within a few minutes along the way, he passed three obviously heavy carriages.

He knew that this was the true face of one of the Eight Divisions of Dahua, who had the tools of five authentic second-grade art saints as supervisors.

Not just research institutions, not just military enterprises.

In addition to magic soldiers and organs, Qi Zuojian also runs many unique businesses - such as precise pendulum clocks, mirrors that can be seen, glass handicrafts, the best printing and publishing house in Dahua, and the most colorful and rich textiles... …

These products and services are rare and expensive, and bring huge profits every year.

Therefore, the gift from Zhuang Liren at the beginning was worth thousands of gold.

PS: There are no manuscripts saved at all, and there is no way to guarantee the daily update time (╥﹏╥).

There is another chapter today, but I don't know when...

Brothers forgive me.

(End of this chapter)