Heifeng Village Master: I have a summoning system

Chapter 10, please prepare the toll for coming back!

But after busy work, the entire Sky Survey Army was full of enthusiasm.

No, it should be said that the entire Heifeng Village, from top to bottom, was full of enthusiasm.

There is no other reason.

It's all about earning merit points, especially those bandits who don't have martial arts strength. After hearing that Chuan Gongtang has acquired skills, or even innate skills, they are all excited.

Why did they come to be bandits? Naturally, they couldn't survive.

As soon as the merit points came out, it turned out that they could also use the merit points to exchange for kung fu practice. Who wouldn't want to become a high-ranking warrior?

In the past, it was really difficult for them to get the exercises.

In the marketplace, although there are exercises, they are not empty-handed wolves.

Therefore, the entire Heifengzhai was in high spirits.

That is to earn merit points, exchange them for martial arts skills, and strive to become a warrior.

Seeing the orderly operation of Heifeng Village, Wang Ruo was naturally very happy, so he devoted himself to the things of sticking clothes and breaking through innateness.

……

Forty or fifty miles away from Jiubian County, this is the bridgehead to enter Fuyun Mountain, so Heifengzhai naturally set up the first road card here.

Since there are caravans passing by all year round, the road into Fuyun Mountain is seven or eight meters wide.

At Luka, more than 30 bandits from Heifengzhai stopped a small caravan and searched it.

This caravan of about ten people originally wanted to force their way in, because there were several warriors in the caravan, but they were quickly subdued!

"I beg all the heroes, let us go, this is our life money."

"There are old and young in the family..."

"I beg the good man, please do me a favor..."

……

Seeing these ferocious bandits start to inspect the goods, the head of the caravan immediately stepped forward to pray, and at the same time took out a small bag of silver to please the bandit leader.

Unfortunately, the bandit leader was unmoved!
The heads of the caravan were frightened immediately, but looking at the bandit leader in front of them, they didn't dare to make any mistakes.

Because before, they wanted to force their way in, but who knew that the bandit leader suppressed them with one move.

Damn it, why are bandits so strong?
The head of the caravan cursed secretly.

This is really going out without looking at the almanac!
Soon, the team responsible for inspecting the goods came to the bandit leader and reported: "Report, Commander, it's all salt, about four thousand catties of sea salt!"

"I see!" Yang Zhihong nodded.

That's right, it was Yang Zhihong who was the Seventh Layer Acquired.

He is currently one of the five commanders of the God Looting Army, and Wu Daoka is naturally under the control of the God Looting Army.

The first road card and the fifth road card are good places to collect merit points, so the five commanders of the Plundering God Army will naturally not let them go. They discussed that one person will be on duty for a day, and the first road card will be Yang Zhihong on duty today. .

"Are you the person in charge of the caravan?" Yang Zhihong looked at the nervous person in charge of the caravan.

"Yes Yes Yes…!"

The person in charge of the caravan quickly bent down and looked at Yang Zhihong respectfully.

He is very worried at the moment!

He was really afraid that this group of bandits called Heifengzhai would rob more than four thousand catties of salt.

Then you will lose all your money!

"One catty of salt is calculated as one tael of silver, four thousand catties of salt is 4000 taels of silver, and the toll fee is 400 taels!" Yang Zhihong said to the person in charge of the caravan indifferently.

"Oh, my heroic grandpa!"

"400 taels is too much, we really can't get it out!"

"Less, okay?"

"Ten taels?"

"Ten taels?"

……

The head of the caravan suddenly changed his face.

The expressions of the rest of the caravan also changed drastically.

The people in Heifengzhai are too dark-hearted, and they offered 400 taels as soon as they opened their mouths. This is really a robbery!

But the more than ten people in the caravan dared not speak out, because Yang Zhihong's strength was far superior to them, and this was a bandit. If he angered them, the goods were gone, and his life might be accounted for here!
Yang Zhihong sneered suddenly, and said in a cold voice: "It's okay if you don't have money, just leave the four thousand catties of salt, and go back!"

Will these merchants have no money?
Two things are the most valuable in Yunlan Country. The first is silk products. I don’t know why, but the quality of silk in Yunlan Country is the best. It may be because of the climate and geographical location.

Therefore, when the silk products from Yunlan Kingdom are shipped to the Daqian Empire, the revenue can often be increased by ten or even a hundred times.

However, silk products are generally in the hands of big families and big chambers of commerce, and ordinary merchants have no channels.

The second thing is sea salt!

The Dagan Empire is about the size of dozens of Yunlan Kingdoms, but it is completely landlocked. The most basic needs of life, such as salt, are supplied by surrounding countries like Yunlan Kingdom that are close to the sea.

Therefore, transporting sea salt to the Dagan Empire is also a profitable business.

Caravans that can transport sea salt, no matter how big or small, all have some background and financial resources!
Everyone in the caravan turned pale.

"If we hand over 400 taels of toll, will you really let us pass?" the head of the caravan gritted his teeth and asked.

"Naturally!" Yang Zhihong nodded lightly.

"Okay, we'll give it!" The head of the caravan agreed distressedly.

He had to agree, because a catty of salt was transported to the Dagan Empire at least one tael of silver per catty.

Even if they give 400 taels, they can earn some money!
It's just that the more than ten people in the caravan felt distressed, but they couldn't help it. They thought that their caravan had a Liutian Houtian, and there should be no bandits in Fuyun Mountain to be their opponents.

But I didn't expect to meet a strong man like Yang Zhihong just after entering Fuyun Mountain.

"Good man, here are 400 taels of silver notes!" The person in charge of the caravan handed over four 100 taels of silver notes to Yang Zhihong.

Yang Zhihong immediately waved his hand: "We don't accept cashiers, only silver and gold!"

"This…"

The person in charge of the caravan was dumbfounded. Why don't you need a silver ticket?

Yang Zhihong was also helpless.

It stands to reason that silver tickets are very convenient, but my head personally ordered that as long as silver and gold are needed, nothing else is required!

Although he doesn't understand, he will naturally do what the head of the family says!
"If not, can you send someone back to get it?" Yang Zhihong reminded.

"Hold on!"

The person in charge of the caravan said something, and immediately ran back to the caravan, and called all the caravan members to discuss it for a while.

Carrying a cloth pocket, he came to Yang Zhihong again: "Master, this is 30 taels of gold and 100 taels of silver, please don't embarrass us anymore!"

Yang Zhihong took the cloth pocket and took a look to confirm that there was nothing wrong. Then he called a younger brother, took out a piece of black paper from his hand, and handed it to the caravan leader: "This is the pass order for our Heifengzhai. There is a road every ten miles ahead. There are four road cards in total, and when you encounter a road card, just show the pass!"

Everyone in the caravan was taken aback for a moment.

There are four road cards?

What does this Black Wind Village want to do?
"Remember, don't lose it, otherwise it will be 400 taels!"

"At the same time, I wish you all a smooth journey. In addition, when you return from Dagan, please prepare one-tenth of the value of the goods in silver or gold, and pay the toll back!" Yang Zhihong said with a half-smile.

The person in charge of the caravan and the rest of the caravan immediately became angry when they heard this.

bandit!

What a bloody bandit!
He had just robbed them, but he was planning to rob them and return!

dream!

snort!
When returning from Dagan, 400 Liang invites a few martial arts experts to step down this damn Black Wind Stronghold.

(End of this chapter)