"I'm the shopkeeper."

The young man in green put down the oak door panel and carefully observed Jiang Feng. Of course, Jiang Feng was also taking the opportunity to look at him. The young man looked handsome, with a black jade inlaid with gold belt, a wide robe and brocade collar, and carved suede boots. He looked like a rich man, but a little dust on his body seemed to be a new addition. Although there were rough marks on his hands, he looked like a practicing man, not a rough job. Where did this guy come from?

"Are you an old customer?" said the young actor Qingyi, "Don't you know me, Yu Xiaozheng, the owner of this store."

"Isn't the boss a woman? Is he Mrs. Zun?"

"Bah," Yu Xiaozheng said, "What are your eyes? That's my sister Yu Xiaoman."

It turned out that the woman with a black veil covered her face was called this name. Jiang Feng thought to himself that after coming to the black donkey, no one knew the name of the shop owner, and he didn't dare to ask. This child was really not scheming, and the gossip was suddenly aroused.

"I didn't hear her mention that she had a younger brother," Jiang Feng said, "I just heard that she often mentioned her husband, and I thought it was you."

"Nonsense," Yu Xiaozheng was stunned for a moment, "My sister was too lazy to mention the guy named Cui, and she didn't agree with the marriage either." Suddenly he seemed to have realized that he was being clichéd, "You kid, nonsense, what's wrong? Go away quickly if you have nothing to do, I'm going to close the door." He waved his hand and wanted to drive out the people.

"I'm here to refund the money."

"Refund money? We are not responsible for all the goods in our store leaving the counter. You won't be unaware of the rules, right?"

"I know, but I bought fake information from you."

"Hmm?" Yu Xiaozheng suddenly stopped and looked around. Seeing that there was no one outside the four sides, he smiled coldly, "Hurry in and talk, come in and talk." He reached out and pulled Jiang Feng into the store, and hung up the "closed" sign.

Jiang Feng was not anxious, thinking that this guy changed his face so quickly. When he entered the house, he found that the only familiar guy with his face was not there, and the curtain was also high, and it was indeed about to close. Yu Xiaoman, the masked woman in the shop owner, was still quite imaginative.

"Where is your sister?" Since they already knew the relationship between the two, it seemed that the other party was also concerned about fake information, Jiang Feng was ready to continue the cliché.

"She has gone to the Seventh League and will come back in seven days. Tell me quickly, what's wrong with fake information?" He was a little anxious.

Seventh Alliance? The scope of the Seventh Alliance is very large. If you want to talk about the demon clan sect, there are Yanqiling, Chixia Gate, and Jincheng Sect. If you want to talk about the human clan sect, there are Lingyun Mountain, Luoying Gate, Biyun Sect, and Gujian Sect. Occasionally, some people also count the Hanshan Sect, the vassal sect of the northern Yufeng Sect, and the Hei Shui Sect, the vassal sect of the southern Wei Kingdom, within the scope of the seventh Alliance. Where Yu Xiaoman goes, there is a big difference in meaning, but this does not seem to be much related to himself.

"Oh, that's how it's the case. The information was bought from your sister. I'd better wait for her to come back. Why do your sister likes to cover her face with black veil?" Jiang Feng showed a familiar attitude.

"It's not because of that marriage..." Yu Xiaozheng said halfway, "Oh, you've been slandered again. Let's talk about the main affairs of intelligence, otherwise I'll take the guests away." Yu Xiaozheng changed his attitude, but his face still couldn't hide his interest.

"It's this," Jiang Feng knew that there was basically no chance to get it on his side. These gossips were enough to satisfy his curiosity. He took out the well-preserved papyrus, "I bought a piece of information from the Wei State. Most of the clues in it were fake, and I marked them out."

There were a lot of red marks and words on the papyrus paper. Of course, the main error message was that Gongsun He was not dead. Jiang Feng knew that the black donkey Zhang was a credible store. If he could get ten times the compensation, seven second-level coins would be considered a considerable income. Even if he couldn't get real money, it would be quite practical to exchange for some things to compensate.

"Well, it is indeed the information we sold. It should be said that it is the information sold by my sister." Jiang Feng naturally didn't know how to tell that the information came from Hei Du Zhang, but Yu Xiaozheng said yes, there must be unknown marking methods, "Do you want ten times the compensation?"

"Yes, I actually bought this piece of information with seventy first-level pieces."

"So ten times are seven second-level?"

“Yes. That’s right.”

"No, not bad." Yu Xiaozheng actually said it was right. Jiang Feng was a little unexpected, but the surprise in his heart was not on his face.

"My sister finally did something wrong, hahaha," Yu Xiaozheng said happily, "I can go and complain now. This is quite good, hahaha, I'm so happy to meet you today."

"Then the compensation?" Jiang Feng was surprised by Yu Xiaozheng who performed a little abnormally, but he had no interest in gossip about this young boy.

"Of course there is compensation. Our black donkey Zhang is the most credible," Yu Xiaozheng said, "But I don't have money. If you want the debt, you have to ask my sister for it."

"Is this a debtor?"

"Do not pay for your debt?" Yu Xiaozheng looked at Jiang Feng with contempt. "I only have three second-level pocket money per month, so will I rely on your debt?" Speaking of this, he felt that he was talking again and quickly said, "Hey, I won't tell you much. In short, you have to ask my sister for the account. Let me tell you the truth. In the past few days when my sister went to Qimeng, the store itself should be closed and rested. I am here to experience the life of the owner."

"Experience?" Jiang Feng was confused. There were people who like this. They opened stores to make money, and they also came to manage the store in order to experience "being a store owner". The rich people's hobbies are three second-level pocket money per month. You should know that the monthly salary of the elite disciples of the Asashan Sect is only five first-level, which is 60 times the total, which is really hard to understand.

"Yes, this information cannot be returned to you. I have to leave it as evidence." Yu Xiaozheng folded it a few times before Jiang Feng asked for the papyrus to return, so he quickly put it away. "If you don't believe it, I can't do it," he looked at Jiang Feng who was still confused. "It's okay to tell you. I am actually an outer disciple of the Li Sect, but I'm too busy practicing. I want to open a store to enjoy this waste of time. But Uncle Fu just handed over the store to my sister to take care of. I was really itchy, so I came to practice while my sister was not here. With your fake information, I could go to Uncle Fu to sue, maybe he would consider asking me to take over. After saying so much, do you understand?"

I understand, but what does it have to do with me? Jiang Feng thought to himself, I just came to ask for seven second-level compensation. What should I do if you take away the papyrus? This young man not only has unique interests and hobbies, but also has great cultivation resources and has to experience the life of a shop owner. He also doesn't play according to common sense. You deducted my information, and I have no evidence to look for anyone to go back.

As Yu Xiaozheng was talking, he suddenly remembered something and scratched his head, "Yes, I just remembered that I didn't ask for leave."

"What leave you have to ask for? Don't interrupt me, kid. You have to give me a certificate to prove that you took away the information."

"I didn't ask for leave from the sect. I'm looking at the Seven Days Store, so I have to ask for leave from the sect." Yu Xiaozheng ignored Jiang Feng's certificate and was worried about his own sect. He thought for a moment, and suddenly looked up and saw Jiang Feng's expectant eyes. He had a light of inspiration.

"I have a way. Are you willing to help? I have something to do. As long as you help me, I will give you a second-level."

"If you don't have time, give me a certificate first." When communicating with this kind of fellow Taoist who has completely different focus, Jiang Feng felt that he should say one thing at a time, rather than mixing up.

"There is no problem with the certificate," Yu Xiaozheng took out a jade pendant. The shape is indeed quite unique compared to the main road goods. "If you take this, just say I took the information away. My sister will definitely believe it. Let's talk about me now? I can improve the reward. How about one and a half?"

"Tell me," Jiang Feng didn't hesitate. If it was a little busy, he didn't mind earning more. He took the jade pendant and threw it into the storage bag. "By the way, you have so much pocket money in a month, and you still have that little money?"

"Do? I am a poor man, really a poor man." Yu Xiaozheng said, "You don't know that in the outer sect of Li Zong, this little pocket money is not enough, it's simply penniless."

The thing is like this. Yu Xiaozheng went around for a long time and Jiang Feng didn't dare to continue to talk about it outside the room. Finally, he explained this matter clearly. He wanted Jiang Feng to do the seven days of Mao in the outer sect of Li Sect for him, that is, pretending to be him. According to his words, the four major mountain gates of Li Sect, Dagu Mountain where he is located, there are 300 outer disciples. He is a first-level disciple of the outer sect, with the largest number of two hundred. He is usually low-key, and there are not many people familiar with him. In addition, many people are indulging in cultivation and have very few interactions. As long as he explains to a few friends, there will be no trouble, let alone only seven days.

"No," Jiang Feng refused decisively. On the one hand, he was a leader of a small sect, but he pretended to be a disciple of a strong sect. If this was exposed, his sect would be embarrassed. Of course, more importantly, the reward was too small, and thirty sects could be considered.

"Think about it again," Yu Xiaozheng felt that it was rare to meet someone who was in love, or "Fuyuan". He was looking for his sister's joke recently, so he came to his door.

…………

He finally got rid of Yu Xiaozheng who wanted to pester him. Of course, his cultivation level is only at the fifth level of the spirit level and it really can't keep him. It's really a problem boy, Jiang Feng thought to himself.

After leaving Black Donkey Zhang, he did not feel like visiting Bazai Shop. He walked through Guangyou Zhenjun Street and arrived at the "Moonlight Light" commercial street. There were many sects and chamber of commerce shops. It was brightly lit at this time, and some shops did not rest at night. Jiang Feng changed into the last time he met Ni Dabao. According to the previous agreement, he found a "Harmony" herb shop and walked around the back door, six long and one short, six short and one long. Three times later, a white-bearded old servant opened the door.

"My name is Jiang Xiaobai, introduced by Manager Ni." Jiang Feng took out the bronze token from his sleeve and handed it over.

The old servant didn't say much and gave way. Jiang Feng entered the shop through the back door. The furnishings were antique, without the unexpected herbal smell. Instead, there was a smell of incense, which made people feel quite peaceful.

"Sit," the old servant is considered a mortal, and has not awakened the appearance of Dharma. Therefore, although his steps are light, his face is still old. "Shopkeeper Ni is meeting the guests, so please wait." Then he brewed a cup of black tea. Although it was the ordinary Beidi Junshan black tea, there was added spiritual water malt, which was bitter and sweet, which was quite delicious.

a long time.

Ni Dabao did not appear. Jiang Feng was replacing the second cup and broke in an uninvited guest. He had a tiger back and bear waist, black beard and red face, a short stick behind him, and iron boots stumbled on the varnished floor, "Where is Old Ni, everyone said you are not here, I'll see if you are there, why should you hide from me?"

The old servant who was serving in the corner hurried forward, "Master Park, you have to take care of it. Elder Ni is meeting a distinguished guest, and there are people waiting in front of him." He was very respectful, and it was another situation compared to his gentle attitude towards Jiang Feng.

"What the hell is inside, I'll go and see."

"Master Park, wait." The old servant quickly stopped him and muttered a few words in the black-bearded man's ear.

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow." The person mentioned by the old servant didn't seem easy to mess with. The black-bearded man softened his attitude, "You can't hide from me tomorrow."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will notify Elder Ni."

"Hmph, I'm not polite to fool me again." The black-bearded man found a step by himself, made a ruthless and ruthless word, turned around and looked at Jiang Feng, "It's the same with old ghost Ni, why do you hand over all the guys of all levels? It's really disappointing."

It's really a disaster.

An hour later, Jiang Feng finally met Old Man Ni. Speaking of the black-bearded man just now, Ni Dabao said helplessly, "I'm not afraid of Brother Jiang's jokes. I can't hide. I just blame him for blowing down from Haikou and helping him with some materials, but I haven't been able to get enough."

"I don't know what materials are so troubled by you?"
Chapter completed!