"This camp is quite large, so we might as well go shopping beforehand, which can be considered as an inspection in advance. My junior brother will be in charge of the logistics and also have to know the specific situation in the camp." Bai Xuan suddenly spoke and suggested.

"Sister sister is very considerate, but I have some private matters to deal with. If you are fine, why don't you go together?"

"Oh?" Hearing Mo Juren's invitation, Bai Xuan's bright eyes lit up and she said curiously,

"What's the matter?"

"Don't talk quickly, you'll know later." Mo Juren smiled and then flew down ahead. Wang Ping and the other two looked at each other, thought for a moment and made a decision, and followed each other.

The construction of the campsite is a bit messy, with houses of various sizes being randomly distributed, without any rules.

However, it is slightly different to a certain area. The houses here are slightly better in terms of size and level of refinedness.

After inquiring, I learned that this is a place specially allocated by Lingbeast Mountain, which is specially used for exchanges by the monks of this sect. Not only here, there are similar plans in the area where the seven sects are located.

"Hey, isn't that Tianhualou? When did the branch open here?" Just before walking to a stone house, I saw the plaque at the top of its gate.

"This camp was already opened when it was established, but Xin Ruyin was responsible for this matter, and I don't know much about it." Speaking of this, Mo Juren suddenly paused and asked,

"Didn't the senior sister have a good deal with her? Haven't you heard of this?"

Since Xin Ruyin became the shopkeeper of Tianhualou, she has completely integrated into Mo Juren's circle. Moreover, with her intelligence and excellent communication skills, she has been recognized by almost everyone. Especially in terms of women, including his wife and daughter, they have become good friends with him.

This naturally includes Bai Xuan, who is also a very smart woman. She and Xin Ruyin fall into old ways and often interact in her spare time.

"I have been in seclusion for most of the past two years and haven't been looking for her for a long time." Bai Xuan shook her head slightly and said,

"Besides, she seems to be busy with some important things. She has almost no free time, and even the things in Tianhualou are handed over to Xiaomei."

Speaking of this, a trace of curiosity suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he tentatively said,

"Speaking of this, you are the owner of Tianhualou, you must know more. What exactly is she doing so mysteriously? Or what tasks did you forcibly assign her?"

"Sister sister is such a smart person, why not guess it yourself? As for me, I am just a boss, how can I know everything?" Mo Juren naturally couldn't reveal anything, and just replied with a smile.

"If you believe in you, there will be ghosts." Seeing that he said so perfunctorily, Bai Xuan didn't understand it, and she clearly didn't want to say it out.

"Is the private matter you mentioned? Is it because you came to Tianhua Tower?"

"Let's talk about it when you go in." Mo Juren smiled, without explaining, and then stepped forward.

"Stop it again." Bai Xuan looked speechless, but she did not hesitate. She pulled Wang Ping's arm and followed her.

"The First Clan"

The store’s business is good. With the effort of talking and laughing, there were more than a dozen figures coming in and out at the door. Every monk who walked out had a smile on his face, and he thought he had bought what he wanted.

When you enter the stone house, the space inside is more spacious than you think. After all, it is a temporary shop, and the design is as simple as possible. There are only three counters placed on three sides against the wall. There are more than a dozen young men and women standing behind the counter, all with good looks, but they are all mortals with no cultivation.

It was the time for a quit. There were quite a few monks who came to buy items, and there were no less than twenty people inside the stone house at this moment. This also made the mortal tellers serving at the counter a little too busy.

"May I ask, what do the three seniors need?" A crisp voice suddenly sounded in my ears. When I turned around, I saw a young girl with a round face. She was not an ordinary person, but a low-level cultivator with only the fourth level of Qi training.

Mo Juren looked at the girl, a little unfamiliar, and didn't know her, and then asked directly: "Who is responsible for you here?"

"Ah..." The girl was shocked when she suddenly heard such a question, and her heart skipped a beat and thought to herself, could she be here to make trouble?

She couldn't make any decision on this kind of thing. Just as she was thinking about how to answer, another slightly old voice came over again.

"It turned out that the boss and two seniors arrived. I was negligent and did not realize it. It was really rude."

"It's you!" Mo Juren reacted as soon as he saw the old man. The other party was not someone else, but the old servant who came to join him with Qi Yunxiao. I remember that it seemed that his surname was Lin, who had the fifth level of Qi training.

"It's the old man." Old Lin bowed respectfully and then said,

"This is not a place to talk. Come with me and my two seniors."

The three of them naturally would not object, and then followed the old man to a corner, where there was a portal. After opening it, it turned out to be a short passage, only a dozen meters away, and another stone house was connected at the end.

"Ying'er, go and pour tea for the three seniors." After entering the stone house, Old Lin ordered the girl with a slightly excited expression on the side. After the latter left, he continued,

"This is a temporary room, specially prepared to receive some distinguished guests. However, due to the conditions, it is still a bit simple, so I hope the boss and the two seniors don't mind."

Mo Juren naturally would not care about these trivial matters. After sitting down, he immediately asked the other party about the situation in Tianhua Tower.

"The business is very good." When asked about this, Old Lin's face was so happy that he could not hide his joy. He reached out to pat his storage bag. A black light flew out, but it was a thick black account book.

"All accounts are recorded in it, so the boss may wish to check one or two first."

Seeing the other party's expression, Mo Juren also moved his heart and then opened the account book and looked it up. The other party's accounting was very detailed, and every transaction was recorded clearly and clearly at a glance.

However, when I finished reading the profits of the daily balance, my brows couldn't help but frown.

"This!" Old Lin was stunned for a moment, and he was a little embarrassed. In his opinion, the profit was already very high, but he didn't expect that the boss was not satisfied.

"Is the profit not high?" Wang Ping and the others noticed Mo Juren's strangeness and immediately asked.

"It can only be said that it is acceptable." Mo Juren handed the account book directly to the other party. Wang Ping subconsciously took it, but after reacting, he did not return it. He looked it straight with Bai Xuan. After reading the last page, both of them breathed rapidly, and their eyes were even more unconcealed.

"The daily net profit reaches about one thousand low-level spirit stones. Isn't this high enough? Why does the junior brother say it's okay?"

"It's time for war, and all kinds of materials are in short supply. Magic tools, elixirs, talismans, etc. are indispensable necessities for cultivators. There is no shortage of supply and profits that can be imagined. A thousand low-level spirit stones can only be replaced by ten intermediate-level spirit stones, not much." At this point, Mo Juren turned to look at Mr. Lin, and continued,

"You have been here for quite some time, and I believe you are very clear about the situation in the market. Let's talk about it, what is the average profit of the Wanbao Pavilion branch in a day?"

"This... this is incomparable." Hearing this, Old Lin suddenly smiled bitterly.

"The owner should know that Wanbao Pavilion belongs to the large store of the Qipai chain, and there are seven branches in the entire camp. Moreover, their items are far more than us in terms of quantity and variety..."

"I naturally know this. It's not about asking you to estimate the total profit of the other party's seven branches. I will only talk about this place in our Lingzhou Mountain area."

"I understand what the boss means." Old Lin suddenly realized, thought for a moment, and then said,

"I can't know the specific number, but simply based on the daily passenger flow, the other party is at least dozens of times more than us. As for the other places, it's not clear, there should be more in the Jade Yue Sect."

"Is that much different?" Wang Ping was a little surprised. He thought that Tianhualou was doing well just now, but compared with Wanbao Pavilion, it was really nothing.

"It is normal to have a gap. The other party is behind the seven factions. They have been operating in Yue for thousands of years. Where can we compare now? I mentioned that the other party does not want to distinguish between the top and bottom, but to explain that in this situation, it is obviously too low to make such a small profit." Mo Juren shook his head slightly, but he thought to himself, this is a wartime period, and everyone knows the terrifying and huge profits of war money. If he does not seize this "god-given opportunity", wouldn't he regret it in the future?

"It's mainly a matter of supply." Mr. Lin sighed and continued,

"Since the beginning of the war, all the bulk materials in the sect have been distributed in a centralized manner and are no longer sold privately. The Divine Soldier Pavilion, the Ten Thousand Spirit Hall, and the Hundred Dan Valley are all like this. Therefore, most of our supply of goods in the three categories of magic tools, materials, and elixirs has been cut off. Fortunately, Tianhualou has accumulated a lot of inventory, and Miss Xin has started to establish some scattered channels over the years, so that we can still persevere.

In contrast, Wanbao Pavilion is very different. There are seven factions standing behind it. They have been operating in Yue for thousands of years, and various channels are spread across countless countries, all of which are large and small. There will be no such problem at all."

"So that's it." Wang Ping suddenly realized and then asked.

"Then why don't you notify me? Maybe I can go and think of a solution."

"You are just one of the many children of the Wang family. Even if Elder Wang loves you, he cannot keep the rules of the sect and do not care about your personal gain, right?" Bai Xuan had already figured out the reason and then glared at the other party.

"Is the source of goods?" Mo Juren murmured, and then said,

“It’s not difficult to solve.”
Chapter completed!