After receiving the [storage bag] and the spirit stone issued by the leader, Bai Qingzhou had no time to reminisce with his friends in the sect and returned to Luogufang without stopping.
When he returned to the small courtyard of Baicaotang, it was already midnight, and Bai Qingzhou immediately lay down on the bed and fell asleep after running around all day.
The night passed slowly by, and the fatigue quietly dissipated.
The next day, Chen time.
The energetic Bai Qingzhou walked out of Baicaotang, locked the door skillfully, and then walked towards the east of Fangshi.
Luogufang has a total of four gates. The west and north gates have the largest flow of people and are very lively with people coming and going every day. The south gate is usually not open and belongs to the residence of the foundation-building immortal masters stationed by Wuji Sect.
There is very little traffic at the city gate, and generally only casual cultivators pass through.
Half a mile outside the city gate on the east side is the gathering place of many casual cultivators, commonly known as shantytowns.
Today Bai Qingzhou is going to the shantytown to look for Lao Luo.
On the way back, Bai Qingzhou had already thought clearly. First of all, the most important thing in running a store is to ensure the supply of goods. In the market, most of the people who go out to do dangerous things to hunt monsters are some casual cultivators, so
If you want to run a butcher shop, you must go to a casual cultivator to discuss the purchase.
And I have a pretty good relationship with Lao Luo. I went to find him this time because I wanted him to take me to meet the casual cultivators who hunt monster beasts in order to negotiate a cooperation.
Along the way, Bai Qingzhou quickly approached the shanty town, and slowly saw some dilapidated houses and monks dressed in rags on both sides.
There was a lingering smell of urine in the cool morning air.
This made Bai Qingzhou, who came here for the first time, couldn't help but frown when he smelled this smell.
"Why is it so dirty..."
There are countless piles of garbage on both sides of the muddy road. Weeds are everywhere on the roadside. From time to time, there is a foul smell, which must be some animal offal or feces.
There are also a large number of uneven and unevenly sized homemade huts scattered randomly on both sides.
The huts are extremely simple and crude. They can only be said to be barely functioning residences. Many of them are built haphazardly and have no aesthetic value at all. They also look extremely unstable, as if they will collapse if blown by a strong wind.
Most of the monks I met on the roadside were sitting at the door, their eyes dull. Some casual monks had a fierce look on their faces when they saw Bai Qingzhou, and they were ready to make a move.
Bai Qingzhou did not dare to be careless, holding the [Green Rainbow Sword] in his hand and advancing slowly.
Having been here for more than three months, he had already heard about the misdeeds in the shanty towns. Thefts, robberies, fights, and even a murder by a casual cultivator occurred here from time to time.
Although the foundation-building monks stationed here have the responsibility to investigate such murders, the monk secretly killed the person and then fled far away. He has long disappeared. In the end, the foundation-building monks just investigated casually and left it alone.
So when you come here, be careful.
Bai Qingzhou endured the discomfort and walked forward quickly.
Fortunately, as I kept walking inside, the environment gradually improved a lot. From time to time, some casual cultivators passed by on the road, some passed by, some waved their hands in greeting, and there was a hint of kindness on people's faces.
The mental state is very different from that of the casual cultivators in the periphery.
Bai Qingzhou walked around in confusion and found that most of the houses in the center of the shanty town had closed doors. He didn't know exactly which house belonged to Lao Luo, so he couldn't help but ask for directions on the roadside.
"Lao Luo, the wonton seller?" the young monk asked.
"Yes, do you know where it is?" Bai Qingzhou nodded.
"You're not here to seek revenge, are you? Did Lao Luo offend you?" the young monk asked defensively.
Bai Qingzhou glanced at him speechlessly, "No, I'm his friend."
The young monk laughed and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't care whether he is dead or alive, but if you want to ask for directions..."
While speaking, the young monk kept rubbing his two fingers and looking at Bai Qingzhou with his lewd eyes, releasing some kind of signal.
Bai Qingzhou immediately understood and took out two taels of gold from his arms and handed it to him.
"Just this little money? Are you sending beggars away?" The young monk looked disdainful.
"Humph!" Bai Qingzhou snorted coldly, put away the gold, and immediately turned around and left.
"Okay, okay..." The young monk discovered that Bai Qingzhou had not raised the bet, and immediately shouted to stop, "Bring the money, I will tell you now!"
Bai Qingzhou threw the gold directly to him.
"Hehe", the young monk received the gold, touched it carefully, then pointed to the house opposite and said with a smile: "No, that's the room!"
"You didn't lie to me?!" Bai Qingzhou shouted coldly.
The young monk chuckled: "I have no money to lie to you...hehe!"
Bai Qingzhou suddenly felt unhappy. He didn't expect that Lao Luo's house was right across the street, only a dozen steps away, but he was actually robbed of two taels of gold by this rogue.
But it also reminded Bai Qingzhou of what Lao Luo often said: There is a mixed bag of fish and dragons in shantytowns, and there are monks of all kinds...
No longer paying attention to this person, Bai Qingzhou walked to the door of the opposite courtyard and knocked gently.
In the world of cultivation, when some houses are built, magic circles are sometimes injected into them. The magic circle has a sound insulation effect and prevents monks from noticing the movement inside. However, there is no magic circle in this yard. Bai Qingzhou can hear it clearly.
There was the sound of someone moving inside.
But as soon as the sound of knocking on the door came out, the footsteps inside immediately stopped.
After waiting for a while, the yard still didn't open. Bai Qingzhou continued to knock and shouted: "Lao Luo, it's me!"
Bai Qingzhou reported directly to his family.
After hearing this, there were slight footsteps again inside. After a while, the courtyard door opened a gap, and Lao Luo's head slowly stretched out, saying in surprise:
"Fellow Daoist Bai? Why are you here?"
"Come here to talk to you about something." Bai Qingzhou said sincerely.
Lao Luo lowered his head and thought for a moment, then opened the door after hesitating for a moment, "Fellow Daoist Bai, please come in first."
Stepping in, Bai Qingzhou looked around the courtyard and found that the courtyard was very clean, with various furnishings scattered but not cluttered. The ground was not the black mud floor of ordinary people's homes, but was paved with flat stone slabs.
It is in sharp contrast to the outer edges of the shanty town.
Walking all the way to the Eight Immortals table in the house and sitting down, Lao Luo shouted: "Xiao Yin, a guest is here, please bring me a cup of tea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a girl appeared from the back room, wearing a moon-white floral robe. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a green oval face and a material chest, exuding a strong youthful atmosphere.
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The girl glanced at Bai Qingzhou curiously, and then Jiaonuo replied: "I know..."
After that, he left the hall.
"Is this your daughter?" Bai Qingzhou asked in surprise.
"Yes," Lao Luo replied with a smile, "It's so big in a blink of an eye..."
Hearing this, Bai Qingzhou was shocked. This girl looked nothing like Lao Luo. Lao Luo looked lean and poor. Unexpectedly, his daughter turned out to be elegant and delicate.
"This is quite different from you..." Bai Qingzhou joked with a smile.
"Hey! This girl just follows her mother..." Lao Luo simply responded, and then said: "By the way, what is the purpose of Fellow Daoist Bai coming here this time?"
"That's right!" Bai Qingzhou cleared his throat, and then said slowly: "That's it, I want to change Baicaotang into a store specializing in selling monster meat, so I need to purchase goods... My idea is
, starting from the monks who usually hunt beasts in the shanty towns, and negotiated a cooperation with them, and in the future, their monster meat can be sold to me first-hand..."
Hearing this, Lao Luo's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Bai to have such an idea. Many sects don't want to be involved in the monster meat business. Can the head of your sect allow you to do this?"
There are no butcher shops opened by sects in many cities, and many immortal sects will not engage in such meat business. After all, everyone claims to be an otherworldly sect and they want to save face. Doing so would seem to be a loss of dignity.
"Of course, I only dared to act like this after the head of my family agreed." Bai Qingzhou said lightly.
"Awesome! Such a big-hearted mind... You, Mr. Li, are truly a generational genius..." Lao Luo suddenly felt emotional and didn't know what he was thinking of.
"Okay..." Bai Qingzhou interrupted him with a smile and asked: "So I came here today to ask you, how many monks do you know who specialize in animal hunting business?"
Lao Luo lowered his head and thought about it seriously, and said: "There are quite a few casual cultivators in the shantytowns who are engaged in hunting beasts. I have met three of them so far, all of whom are engaged in the meat business of different monsters..."
"That's great!" Bai Qingzhou was delighted when he heard this and said hurriedly: "What kind of monster meat do they do?"
"Dad, tea is ready."
Xiao Yin walked in with tea.
Seeing Xiao Yin coming, Bai Qingzhou stopped talking, reached out to take the tea, and said politely: "Thank you."
Xiao Yin's face turned slightly red when she heard this, and she glanced at Bai Qingzhou secretly. She had not seen many people of the same age since she was a child, and suddenly a gentle and elegant monk came to her. She couldn't help but feel a little confused in her heart.
"You should go back to your room first, I will discuss something with fellow Taoist Bai." Lao Luo took the tea and said softly.
"All right..."
Xiao Yin secretly glanced at Bai Qingzhou again and left reluctantly.
Bai Qingzhou didn't notice Xiao Yin's little move. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He found that it was just ordinary tea leaves, not spiritual tea. He took two sips and put them aside.
"Lao Luo, please tell me carefully, what kind of monster meat do those people mainly do?" Bai Qingzhou continued to ask.
Lao Luo thought for a while and said: "The first one is the [Wild Wind Wolf]. I mainly buy animal meat from him on weekdays. The other two are [Red Chicken Beast] and [May Moon Deer].
They are all common monsters."
Hearing this, Bai Qingzhou nodded slightly. These three kinds of monster meat were the meat that many people bought in the market. If we could talk about it, then there might be no shortage of meat sources.
"Then how often do they go to the wild?" Bai Qingzhou continued to ask.
"Well...it seems like I only go there every ten days. If I get injured, it may be delayed. The specific time may not be known."
"Then do you know where their home address is?"
Lao Luo nodded and replied: "Of course I know."
"How about you take me to their home and I'll talk to them in detail?" Bai Qingzhou said seriously.