The smoke lingers in the mountains, the fog is like a veil, like a fairyland.

In the early morning of July, morning dew slid down from the leaves on the roadside. A faint glow appeared on the hilltops to the east. The fog among the mountains gradually dissipated.

Early in the morning, Shenqiao took Qiaoer down the mountain and headed to Suzhou City more than ten miles away.

Ye Rouzhu ordered Qiao'er to follow Chen Qiao. Qiao'er was indeed very dedicated and followed Chen Qiao at all times.

Chen Qiao sneered a little, and Ye Rouzhu looked down on him a little. He really wanted to run away. He could send such a little girl to the movie and get people away.

However, Shen Qiao did not plan to run away this time.

After seeing Ye Rouzhu's skills, Chen Qiao realized something very important. Will this world be very dangerous?

Even a bandit leader is so terrifying. Who knows if there will be masters like the Seven Heroes of Wudang and the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan. If Chen Qiao runs away in a daze, what if he is accidentally killed?

So, Chen Qiao changed his mind. Before he had no choice, he would no longer think about running away.

After all, having such a master with great martial arts around him would indeed feel safe... Even if this master looks cold and hard to talk to.

But who makes people beautiful?

It takes about an hour to walk from Yejiazhai to Suzhou City through the trail.

After an hour of traveling, Shenqiao was panting and a little out of breath. His body is now beautiful and handsome, and his only disadvantage is that his physical fitness is a bit poor.

On the other hand, Qiao'er, who was following him, breathing smoothly, her expression relaxed, and she didn't even sweat, which made Chen Qiao feel a little ashamed. He couldn't even compare to a little girl.

After secretly making up the determination to exercise well, Chen Qiaoer walked into Suzhou City.

The scenery in Jiangnan is picturesque. As the most famous city in Suzhou, Suzhou City is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is bustling and lively.

"Young Master, what are we doing here?"

Along the way, Qiao'er looked left and right, and was full of curiosity about the surrounding environment.

"Of course I'm here to make money."

"Make money?" Qiaoer blinked in confusion. How to make money?

"You'll know later."

Entering the city, Chen Qiao took Qiaoer and walked on the street, while casually looking at all the people and shops around him.

Although he traveled to a strange dynasty, his rough impression of ancient times was almost the same as what Chen Qiao thought in his mind. This made Chen Qiao completely relieved. Although there were unpredictable masters like Ye Rouzhu, the basic situation was still roughly the same.

When passing a bookstore, Chen Qiao picked up a few books about the history of the world and bought them. If you want to learn about something as soon as possible, passing books is undoubtedly the best way.

Speaking of this, Chen Qiao felt that he should thank Ye Qiang... for his money.

After coming out of the study, Qiao'er followed behind with a stack of books. After passing by a small stall, Shenqiao stopped.

The stalls were filled with gadgets, and Qiaoer seemed to be interested, and squatted in front of the stall and greeted him enthusiastically: "Come and see, they are all good things with good quality and low price..."

Qiao'er couldn't put it down with a hairpin, and Chen Qiao took a look: "How much?"

"This girl has a good look and can tell at first glance that this hairpin is a good product. Since that's the case, it's cheaper, one or two silver dollars will be fine." said the stall owner.

"Ah? So expensive?"

Qiaoer, who originally liked hairpins, heard the price and immediately shook her head and put down the hairpin in her hand.

It’s too expensive, you can buy many buns for one or two silver dollars.

Chen Qiao picked up the hairpin again, walked to Qiao'er, and put the hairpin on her hair.

"So beautiful!" Chen Qiaodao.

Qiaoer blinked her eyes, and her pretty face suddenly turned red: "Young Master..."

The stall owner immediately said enthusiastically: "Young master has a good opinion. This lady is so compatible with the hairpin, it's simply..."

"I want it ten cents." Chen Qiao interrupted his chattering.

The stall owner seemed a little confused and didn't react.

Is the price cut too ruthless?

"Ten quotations are too little. This hairpin is not an ordinary product, but it comes from the Western Regions..."

"Eleventh article."

"No, I have to say at least ninety cents, I won't buy one less..."

"Twelve Monks."

"Impossible, the cost price is more than 100%..."

“…”

After some bargaining, the final price was set at fifteen cents.

Chen Qiao left with Qiaoer with satisfaction, leaving behind a stall owner who looked like crying and tears.

It's the first time he encountered such a ruthless price cut in so many years. Could it be that this person was sent by his peers to make trouble on purpose, right?

Qiao'er held a stack of books and followed Shen Qiao like a trot. From time to time, she looked up at Shen Qiao's back, then lowered her head and turned slightly red. It can be seen that she was in a good mood.

After passing the price-killing battle, Chen Qiao finally prepared to do the job. He went down the mountain today to learn about the general situation of this world, and to find a sucker... the rich man made his first pot of gold.

There is no way, he needs start-up capital.

Walking through a street, at least a dozen people selling calligraphy and paintings were found along the way of Shenqiao. Basically, they were people from poor families who made a living by selling calligraphy and paintings.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qiao couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, he copied the calligraphy of the famous Wang Xizhi, and he was not the same as these scholars.

Otherwise, if Chen Qiao really wanted to learn these scholars to sell calligraphy and paintings, the two limerick poems he could write would definitely starve to death faster than these scholars.

After walking a few streets, Shenqiao stopped at the entrance of a small alley at the intersection.

Qiaoer, who had been following Shen Qiao, lowered her head and bumped into Shen Qiao's back when she was not careful.

He took a step back and rubbed his forehead that was a little painful, "Young master, why don't you leave?"

Chen Qiao glanced aimlessly at the crowd and asked, "Qiao'er, do you know what kind of silver is the best to make in this world?"

Qiaoer looked confused: "What?"

"In this world, of course, the money that fools make is the best profit." Chen Qiao said with a smile.

Qiao'er looked confused and completely confused. Just as she was about to ask, she heard Chen Qiao speak in a low voice.

"The fool is here... from now on, don't talk, just look at it."

After explaining, Shen Qiao walked forward and stopped someone in front of him.

This is a young man of the same age as Chen Qiao, with beautiful eyes and majestic temperament.

Wearing a silk robe, a gold-wire belt, and a piece of jade hanging around her waist, you can see that it is of extraordinary value at a glance.

This is a rich man.

Still a rich man who likes to show off himself.

It is exactly the target person Chen Qiao is looking for.
Chapter completed!