Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

Guang'an Port.

Yang's shipping line.

An old man with gray hair in his late sixties, but full of energy, danced and introduced the ten slave ships he ordered to Chen Daoxuan.

"Chen Daoyou, please take a look, this is the best-selling slave ship in our Yang's shipping line. This ship is more than 150 feet long and 20 feet wide, and it can transport more than a thousand slaves at most.

Look at the materials of our slave ship. The main material of the hull is made of heavy iron wood, which can prevent seawater erosion. The keel is engraved with the method of gathering wind and avoiding water, allowing you to gallop freely in the sea.

As we all know, the biggest problem with slave ships is the death of slaves in the sea, and our slave ships have also made good improvements in this regard. Fellow Daoist Chen, please come with me..."

The old man from Yang's shipping line led Chen Daoxuan into the cabin with vigorous steps, and carefully inspected the various conveniences of the slave ship.

After listening to the old man's introduction, Chen Daoxuan was very satisfied, but his face was very indifferent.

"The quality of Yang's boats is well known throughout Guang'an Prefecture, otherwise I wouldn't have found you right away."

"That is, our ship..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, Chen Daoxuan smiled and said, "But your prices are also much more expensive than Zhou's, Zhao's and Wu's."

Hearing this, the old man Yang's expression stiffened, and then he smiled and said, "You get what you get for every penny."

"If I say that our Chen family will buy a large number of ships in the next few years, I wonder if we can get your internal lowest price?"

"Oh?"

The old man Yang's heart moved slightly, "I don't know what Daoyou Chen said about buying ships in large quantities?"

"At least a hundred ships!"

Chen Daoxuan raised a finger and said.

Hearing the words, the old man of Yang's hands cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Friend Chen, how can this old man trust you?"

"Have you heard of the Hongyin Feijian shop?"

Hearing this, the old man of Yang's face finally flashed a hint of surprise, and he cupped his hands: "It turns out that the Hongyin Feijian shop in Sanxiufang City has been making a lot of noise recently, it's your Chen's business, disrespectful!"

The old man Yang's expression finally turned serious.

As we all know, the Chen family on Shuanghu Island behind the Hongyin Feijian shop is a small family, but because its family has a craftsman, it is remembered by many foundation-building families.

That is to say, the Chen family on Shuanghu Island has always had a low reputation. In addition, the Hongyin Feijian store has insufficient supply. It is speculated that the quality of the Chen family's craftsmen should not be high.

Otherwise, the Foundation Establishment Family would have gone to make friends with him.

In Guang'an Mansion, foundation-building families are not uncommon, and even some of the foundation-building families are living in a very poor life, and the foundation-building cultivators in the clan are not yet scattered.

This kind of foundation-building family is completely lucky, relying on the family's children to make enough credits on the battlefield of Izumo, they were lucky enough to break through to the foundation-building stage.

Such a foundation building family, in terms of background, is not much stronger than those small families.

For them, being able to make friends with a senior artifact refiner is something they can't ask for.

At least in the future, when family children need magic tools, they don't need to buy second-hand goods that were eliminated by the big family children.

Although the Yang family is a large immortal cultivator in Guang'an Prefecture, they have always had the problem of insufficient supply of magical instruments within the clan.

The reason for this is that the Yang family has put all of their energy into the construction of various ships, ignoring the cultivation of the alchemists and alchemists in the family, resulting in the supply of magical tools and medicinal pills within the family has been controlled by the Zhou family.

Faced with this situation, Yang has always wanted to turn it around.

However, cultivating alchemists and alchemists requires too much of the resources and heritage of the clan.

Not everyone is as perverted as Chen Daoxuan. With a second-order refining tool to inherit jade slips, they can teach themselves.

Chen Daoxuan's behavior, in his previous life, is equivalent to an illiterate person holding a few books and self-taught to become a doctor in a few years.

This is also the reason why the Yang family has been wandering in all directions, constantly attracting major foundation-building families and emerging forces, hoping to jointly build a fairy city to fight against the Zhou family.

It is a political task within the Yang family to make friends with a family that has an alchemist and an alchemist.

Therefore, the old man only showed a serious look after hearing Chen Daoxuan report himself.

After pondering for a moment, the old man raised his head and said: "In this case, this slave ship, even if it is a thousand spiritual stones for fellow Daoists, and ten slave ships, a total of 10,000 spiritual stones, can also be counted as my Yang family and your Shuanghu Island Chen family. Make a good relationship."

Saying that, the old man of Yang's face showed a kind smile.

"So, thank you, senior."

"You're welcome, fellow Daoist."

The old man of the Yang family handed over his hands, and the two of them were in harmony.

......

Discuss the issue of Yang's shipping line's slave ship.

By the time Chen Daoxuan rushed back to Sanxiufang City, it was almost evening.

The scattered cultivators surrounding the Hongyin Feijian store gradually dispersed. Obviously, today's lottery event has ended.

Go back to the store.

Chen Xianhe was cleaning up the lottery box and other sundries. Seeing Chen Daoxuan, Chen Xianhe raised his head and said, "Is it done?"

"Well, it's done. When I go to the Guang'an Prefecture slave market tomorrow to select the female slaves of Izumo, I will return to Shuanghu Island in three days at most."

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe did not show reluctance, but heaved a sigh of relief: "It's good to go back~www.wuxiahere.com~ Go back early, and you can refine the magic weapon earlier."

Seeing Chen Xianhe showing such a "capitalist" face, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help twitching, and silently stepped forward to help him pack up the sundries and stopped talking.

Just when Chen Daoxuan and the others finished packing up the sundries and were about to close the door.

A figure broke into the store.

Chen Xianhe stepped forward without looking, and said with a cup of hands: "This distinguished guest, our store is closed today. If you want to buy flying swords, please hurry up tomorrow."

Chen Daoxuan looked at the man who broke into the store.

This man is about forty years old, with a rough face, wearing a linen blouse, and he seems to be wrapped in something, and he looks cautious.

As soon as Chen Xian's congratulatory words were finished, the man said in a loud voice, "I'm not here to buy magic weapons, but to sell treasures."

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe's expression sank.

He has been in Sanxiufang City in Guang'an Prefecture for so long, and he doesn't say that he encounters a liar like this who came to the store to deceive him every day, but it is no exaggeration to encounter him once every two or three days at the beginning.

It's just that as he opened the store for a long time, these liars seemed to know that this store was not easy to cheat, and gradually stopped coming here.

Unexpectedly, today, he encountered such a liar again.

Chen Xianhe immediately reprimanded: "Do you choose to go out by yourself, or let me call the Zhou family's law enforcement team?"

Hearing the Zhou Family Law Enforcement Team, the panic in the middle-aged man's eyes disappeared in a flash.

"Forget it, forget it, don't forget it, the treasure map that has been circulated in my Immortal Mansion, I can't sell it."

The middle-aged man muttered in a low voice, turned around and wanted to leave.

"slow!"

Hearing the words "Shen Jue Immortal Mansion", Chen Daoxuan's heart moved slightly and he stopped the other party.

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