After arranging everyone on the ship, Ye Mo got off the ship early the next morning and entered Donglaixian Village.
The southwest corner of Donglaixian Village.
Two heavy beast carts filled with ore, the wheels of which made a "gulu~gulu~" sound, came in from outside Fairy Village and drove into a wooden fence measuring dozens of acres.
Ye Mo immediately became energetic. This should be the location where the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, which sells ores in Xian Village, has its mines.
There are many chambers of commerce in Donglaixian Village that specialize in mining and selling minerals. They obtained the mining rights from Lord Zou and then excavated the spiritual minerals on the island.
Ye Mo directly followed the two beast carts and entered the fence.
There was a large open space inside, and there was a house. A dozen strong warriors gathered at the door of the house. When the warriors saw the beast chariot arriving, they all stood up.
When a middle-aged monk heard the sound of the wheels, he walked out of a nearby room, shouted loudly, and organized the warriors to start unloading the ore, and then transported it to the various refining workshops in the fairy village that had ordered goods.
Ye Mo looked at the middle-aged monk from a distance and confirmed that he was the so-called Cangtou, the person in charge of the ore warehouse.
Ore trading is a big source of income for Donglaixian Village. This middle-aged monk can be responsible for taking care of the warehouse, which shows that his status in the Sihai Chamber of Commerce is not low.
After seeing the middle-aged monk making arrangements, Ye Mo walked over and explained his purpose.
"You want to go mining? The mine is dirty, messy, and not easy to treat! Very few monks are willing to go mining in the mine... Could it be that you are short of spiritual stones?"
The middle-aged monk looked surprised and looked at Ye Mo. Ye Mo looked quite embarrassed. He probably thought of mining because he was in urgent need of spiritual stones.
"Yes! I heard from the owner of a weapon-refining workshop in the village that I can come here to see you and ask if I need any manpower for mining."
As soon as Ye Mo got close to the middle-aged monk, he felt an invisible pressure. This middle-aged monk could only be in the middle stage of Qi training.
"Okay, the mine is always short of people. You can take these two beast carts and go directly to the mine. When you get to the mine, just say that you are a monk, so that the idiots in the mine will not provoke you."
The middle-aged monk nodded slightly and pointed at the two beast carts.
Many weapon refining workshops in the village purchased black iron ore from his ore merchant association, and it was normal for them to introduce monks to mine.
Ye Mo nodded in agreement and watched the group of warriors unloading the ore.
Although the beast carts may not look big, each cart contains at least nearly 10,000 kilograms of raw ore.
A group of warriors worked hard for a while before the two carts of ore were unloaded.
Ye Mo directly got into the beast cart in front and sat side by side with the driver.
The driver is a strong man in his forties.
"Master Immortal, sit still! Drive~!"
The driver got the order, saw Ye Mo, and knew he was a monk. He grinned cautiously and honestly, waved the whip in his hand, and shouted at the same time, and the cart immediately started moving.
After leaving Fairy Village, two beast carts were speeding along a bluestone road toward the southwest of the island.
There is a black iron mine dozens of miles southwest of Lingdao. Several chambers of commerce with mining rights in Fairy Village have mining valleys there.
There are large spiritual fields on both sides of the bluestone road, planted with green spiritual valleys. There are monks casting spells near the spiritual fields, and small patches of spiritual rain condense above the spiritual fields, irrigating the spiritual fields.
Ye Mo watched with some curiosity.
It's just that he knows nothing about planting and can't see any tricks.
The giant beasts pulling the cart were two wild rhinoceroses. They were tall and strong, with strong and powerful four legs. Every time they took a step, there would be a slight muffled sound on the ground.
This beast has a bad temper and is quite scary, but the powerful immortal cultivators in the village can suppress them. Its load-bearing capacity is much stronger than that of ordinary oxen and horses, and its strength alone is less than one-fifth of these rhinoceros beasts.
People in Fairy Village are accustomed to seeing things as normal.
The beast cart drove for half an hour, and the spiritual fields on both sides of the road gradually became sparse and became undulating hills. On the mountains were lush forests, including ordinary trees and spiritual trees.
While Ye Mo was watching, the beast cart turned a corner and headed towards a small valley.
This valley is only a few miles in size, with a few fine stone houses and rows of simple and dilapidated ordinary wooden houses.
At the entrance of the valley, two three-foot-high spiritual wood arrow towers were built.
There were only two warriors on the arrow tower, holding bows and looking out. They looked lazy and didn't seem to have much energy.
Dong Lailing Island is quite safe and is under the jurisdiction of City Lord Zou. There are rarely fights in the company, and no one would be foolish enough to come to this valley to snatch these bulky raw ores.
The reason is very simple. Even if the mines are robbed, there is no way to transport these heavy raw ores away from the island by sea ships. There is nowhere to escape on the island, and it is easy to be caught by the guards of Xiancun.
There are petty thieves in Fairy Village, but the ore has never been stolen.
There are no wild monsters on the island, and they were all slaughtered long ago. There are occasional waves of sea monsters, but they generally do not spread to the valley.
The role of the guards and arrow towers here is, to a large extent, to prevent the mining slaves from rioting.
Ye Mo came to the valley in a beast cart. It happened to be lunch time. The mining slaves carried mining baskets on their backs and came out of the dark mine cave, preparing to eat and rest outside the cave.
Mining slaves put the ore on large scales to weigh it.
Each mining slave who had his turn poured the ore in his basket into a hanging basket. At the top of the hanging basket, there was a huge rope tied to a huge scale, and the large scale was hung on a horizontal hanging basket.
On the spiritual tree.
There are two plump, round supervisors watching the scales over there.
"Twenty-seven pounds of mine, go over and get two pieces of meat pie!"
One of the supervisors casually announced the number loudly.
The mine slave walked to the side and took two small, black meat patties from another warrior. He also took a wooden bowl from his waist and scooped a ladle of boiling water into a large casserole next to it.
Hot soup.
This soup looks very light, with only a few cabbage leaves floating on the top, giving it a little salty taste.
This mining slave took the meat pie and a bowl of soup, found a place in the valley, squatted down, and joined the group of mining slaves who were eating the pie silently.
After receiving the food, these ragged mining slaves squatted in groups outside the wooden houses in the valley, holding wooden bowls of soup in one hand and dark pancakes in the other, eating bite after bite.
There are also many mining slaves, queuing up from the entrance of the mine and extending into the depths of the mine.
Hundreds of warrior mine slaves, all with dull expressions, were eating silently, with only the sound of soft chewing.
There were only a handful of strong mining slaves, eating absentmindedly, their eyes flashing sharply occasionally as they looked at the supervisors and the two arrow towers at the entrance of the valley.
There seems to be an invisible pressure in the entire mining valley, weighing heavily on these dull mining slaves.
Ye Mo looked around the valley and frowned. These were probably mining slaves sold by slave traders from various countries. These mining slaves did not get any reward for mining and could only get a small amount of food.
Ye Mo once had the experience of living with a large group of "captives" on a pirate ship. Many of the captives who had no hope had the same look, completely numb.
"Master Immortal, this is the Mine Valley! You go directly to the mine head at the door of the stone house. I have to go there to load the mine. We have to make several trips today."
The coachman pointed to the stone house and said to Ye Mo.
"Okay, thanks!"
Ye Mo nodded, jumped off the beast cart, and strode towards the stone house.
Outside the stone house, two monks in gilded robes were changing cups, drinking and having fun, bursting into laughter.
There were more than a dozen burly overseers with long whips on their waists, gathered around two other tables, and ate meat and wine.
Although it is not as good as the food eaten by the two immortal monks, it is undoubtedly a hundred times better than those of the mine slaves.
Ye Mo walked towards the two monks, and a supervisor who was eating immediately stopped him and shouted sternly, "Who dares to approach the mining valley of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce?"
"I am a casual cultivator in the village. I want to mine in this mine, so I came to the mine head to report!"
Ye Mo raised his voice.
The supervisor's eyes suddenly shrank. Ye Mo was dressed as a warrior, but he didn't expect it to be a monk. He didn't recognize it just now. If he knew he was a monk, he wouldn't dare to yell.
"Wait a minute! I'll report it to the mine boss!"
The supervisor looked at Ye Mo with some worry, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and went to report to the two monks at the wine table on the other side. The two monks in the early stage of Qi training here are the real powerful figures in the valley.
"Wang Cangtou! There is a monk who wants to mine to earn spiritual stones!"
"The monk wants to mine?"
Cangtou was a fat monk with a square face and big ears. After hearing the report, he burped and looked at Ye Mo suspiciously.
Another young monk in his twenties glanced at Ye Mo, and his consciousness swept over Ye Mo. After one glance, he was no longer interested. A new monk, an ordinary casual cultivator, was terribly shabby.
"Cangtou, let him enter the mine?"
The young monk turned his head and gave the fat monk a questioning look.
"It has been particularly difficult to dig the mines recently, and the output has been severely reduced. The monk is very strong and can mine much better than those cheap slaves. Since he has to suffer this, let him go into the mine."
The fat monk nodded casually.
"Come with me!"
The young monk then stood up, waved to Ye Mo, and led Ye Mo to the entrance of the mine.
"Let's talk about the rules here first! When entering the mine, you are only allowed to bring mining shovels, and storage bags are not allowed. This is a serious crime of theft. Once discovered, you will be killed on the spot! This is the rule of the city lord, even if you are an immortal cultivator.
Same.
But looking at your desolate state, you are too poor to dig in this mine and can’t afford a storage bag. This spiritual sword you have can be brought in, so there is no hindrance.”
Having said this, the young monk looked at Ye Mo with a smile. He glanced at Ye Mo with his spiritual consciousness and did not find the storage bag. There was a hint of self-mockery in his expression.
As long as a mining monk does not bring a storage bag, other things are not prohibited.
"What's your name and identity? I want to record it for the record!"
The young monk sat down at a wooden table at the entrance of the mine, took out a small notebook, looked at Ye Mo sideways, and asked.
"Ye Mo, casual monk!"
Ye Mo's answer was very simple. Most monks have this status. As for their original secular status in Jiuzhou Continent, it is insignificant and no one cares about it.
The young monk made notes, took out a black iron ore shovel from a pile of mining tools nearby, and threw it to Ye Mo.
"When you come out, return the shovel to me! Go find a backpack over there! Every three thousand kilograms of first-order black iron raw ore dug will be exchanged for one spiritual stone; one kilogram of second-order raw ore will be counted as two kilograms of first-order; third-order will be counted as three
One level per catty, and so on. Every time you come out, you have to ask me to record it!
Don’t worry, I won’t skimp! When you leave the mine valley, the portion less than three thousand kilograms will be erased directly. I’ll explain this in advance. If you want to make more, just calculate the quantity carefully!
Free food will be provided here, just like the overseer’s meal, you won’t go hungry! Do you have any questions?”
The young monk was thinking about eating. After briefly explaining the mining rules, he asked impatiently.
"Okay, that's it!"
Ye Mo shook his head. He took a shovel and picked up a backpack outside the mine. He already understood these rules and of course he had no objections.
He just planned to stay here for a few months, earn a few dozen spirit stones first, and then be patient.
The backpack is not big, but it can hold two to three hundred kilograms of black iron ore.
Ye Mo put the basket on his back and walked into the mine.
There are not many mine slaves still queuing up inside to be weighed, only twenty or thirty people.