Yang Ling left Blazing Gold Ore with Zhou Zheng on the same day. The reason was to get some Fire Crystal Rock, red gold, to build Crane-Mouth Hoe.
After all, strong gold is too hard, and Crane-Mouth Hoe suffers great losses during the mining process.
During this period, he asked Lin Caiyi and others to keep an eye on Blazing Gold Ore and Private Chat him at any time if anything happened.
Before leaving, he specially marked some locations where Blazing Gold Ore might exist.
Suyang Prefecture, Zhou Zheng are still a little confused.
In less than a day, he actually came from Xiangfeng Prefecture to Suyang Prefecture, which is Prefecture in the southernmost part of Yunwen Provincial Capital!
"Little White's endurance is still not enough, especially when there are two people sitting in it."
"I rested several times during this period. If my endurance improves, I can reach Suyang Prefecture in half a day."
"In this way, no matter where I go in Yunwen Provincial Capital, I can arrive in one day."
Yang Ling thought as he followed Zhou Zheng.
The official uniform has been thrown into Green Dragon Ring by him.
The weapons on his body, Crane-Mouth Hoe, are also in the ring.
He was wearing plain clothes and following Zhou Zheng like a junior in Zhou Zheng's family.
"Lord Yang, that person may already know the news that I was captured by the Iron Clothes Department."
"If he asks about it..."
"Just say that Zhao Qing asked you to come here to sell Blazing Gold Ore. Be a little tactful and express that Zhao Qing doesn't want too many people to know about it."
Yang Ling ordered casually.
Zhou Zheng understood it, and soon he came to a busy teahouse.
The business of this teahouse is very good, with many Martial Artist coming in and out.
Yang Ling did not follow him, but found an inconspicuous place nearby to squat.
His perception easily enveloped the entire teahouse, and every move that happened inside was clearly visible.
"Most of the Martial Artist who come and go here are swordsmen. Changhe Prefecture and Xiangfeng Prefecture's Martial Artist over there prefer to use knives or other heavier weapons."
"They should all be influenced by the Great Evolution Sword Sect."
Yang Ling looked at the past Martial Artist.
In the teahouse, Zhou Zheng had already found a seat to sit down and ordered a cup of tea.
Waiter: "What kind of tea does the guest drink?"
Zhou Zheng: "Golden Mao Jian for 100 taels of silver."
The waiter nodded lightly, took a hundred taels of Silver Note from Zhou Zheng's hand and turned around to leave.
Yang Ling is still squatting in an inconspicuous corner.
"For 100 taels of tea, how much agency fee does the teahouse owner earn in a day?"
Before he came, Zhou Zheng had told him that this teahouse had a background.
Some shady business is conducted here.
The teahouse acts as a middleman.
After a while, Zhou Zheng was taken to a private room by the waiter.
It is said to be a private room, but it is actually only West Five square meters, and the light inside is very dark.
Zhou Zheng After entering, he saw a middle-aged man with an indifferent expression.
"Master Zhou, I heard that a crime was committed over there at Xiangfeng Prefecture and you were arrested by the Iron Clothes Department. How could you still come here?"
The middle-aged man asked casually.
Zhou Zheng lowered his voice. "This has nothing to do with our transaction. Do you still want strong gold? This time I will sell a lot of money!"
The middle-aged man was silent for a few breaths:
"If we don't explain the situation, we won't buy it. Although Iron Clothes Department can't do anything to us, we don't want to offend them for no reason."
Zhou Zheng was silent for a long time and slowly spit out two words:
"Zhao Qing."
He later added, "He didn't want too many people to know about it."
The middle-aged man seemed to know Xiangfeng Prefecture very well, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face after hearing these two words.
"I see, that's no problem. How much gold will Master Zhou sell this time?"
"20 pounds in total."
Zhou Zheng: "It's still the original price, twenty thousand taels per catty."
"How much?"
The middle-aged man's body shook, and his aura leaked out. Zhou Zheng immediately felt full of pressure.
This is Sixth Rank.
"20 pounds."
Zhou Zheng repeated.
The middle-aged man looked a little strange:
"That guy was really brave. He shot 20 kilograms at a time... But he Zhao is considered his own thing, so it's excusable..."
"Do you have anything with you?"
"I brought it here. Here are 20 kilograms of strong gold."
Zhou Zheng Take out the bag and put it on the table.
The middle-aged man immediately took out the weighing tool and weighed the pieces piece by piece. The whole process was meticulous.
After a long while, he nodded slowly:
"It is indeed 20 kilograms of gold, not a penny too much or a penny too little."
"A total of one hundred thousand taels of silver, Master Zhou, count them."
After saying that, he took out Silver Note in denomination of West Ten.
"Master Zhou, if there is gold in the future, no matter how much it is, we will want it. The more of this kind of thing, the better."
The middle-aged man smiled.
Zhou Zheng naturally agreed with a smile, and then took the inventory and left with Silver Note.
Walking out of the teahouse, he greeted Yang Ling:
"Gone."
Yang Ling quickly followed.
The middle-aged man looked at the two people's retreating figures and didn't care about Yang Ling. He just thought it was Zhou Zheng who brought him as his thugs.
"Go and summon Zhao Qing and ask why you didn't follow the original plan."
Seeing the two people walking away, the middle-aged man gave an order casually.
At the same time, Yang Ling also paused slightly in his steps.
"Master Yang, things went very smoothly this time."
Zhou Zheng excitedly handed Silver Note to Yang Ling.
Yang Ling pointed out the Western cards for him, leaving only thirty-six.
"I don't know if the game recognizes Silver Note. If not, you have to cash it out in cash."