Wherever the rivers flow, wherever the sun and moon shine, it is the king's land. But everything has a light and dark side. In this world, there are always some dark corners that the sun and moon can't shine on. In this dark corner, there is a social system that can see the light. Even if the laws of the Zhou Dynasty are here, they can still be governed. The dark is such a place. The two dogs were always curious about where Sima Yi resold the powerful pills and how he could get so many Pei Gu Ben pills. However, the two people have always been tacitly, one didn't say it, and the other asked it. After seeing the bronze plate today, Sima Yi hesitated for a while and finally told him the secret. It turns out that anyone who holds this token, finds the entrance, and gives the contact code can enter the black market to trade. When Sima Yi told Er Gouzi this code, he made a small request. Ask Er Gouzi to help him buy 100 dan of grain.
100 dan of grain, according to the current grain price, requires 500 taels of silver, but compared with the value of this secret, it is not worth mentioning. Er Gouzi found a remote alley according to the address provided by Sima Yi, and it felt a bit familiar here. When he saw a woman standing behind a half-open door and waving at him, he finally remembered that he had been here once before. The first time he followed Huang Laocai into the county to pay taxes, they camped nearby, and several tenants who were traveling with him said they would bring him to see the world. The specific address Sima Yi gave him was actually that small medicine hall. There were not many herbs in it. The doctor only knew how to give women abortions, men kidney tonics, and treat venereal diseases. These were the three tricks in total. (See Chapter 14 for details) When Er Gouzi walked in, the old doctor was lying on a recliner, sipping tea, looking quite relaxed. "Do you need an abortion or venereal disease?" "I need venereal disease!" Er Gouzi pretended to be calm when answering, but his soy sauce-colored face still showed an embarrassing blush. "What are the symptoms?" "Cauliflower-like, itchy occasionally, and recently it has started to break and ooze pus." Er Gouzi cursed in his heart, and he knew that it was that wicked person who gave him such a set of contact codes. "Take off your pants, I'll help you check." "It's in public here, isn't it convenient?" "Come to the room with me." The old doctor then stood up, opened a door, and led Er Gouzi in. In this small room, Er Gouzi showed the token to the old doctor, and then put on a black iron mask. After the old doctor checked it, he lifted a piece of floor in the room, revealing a hole underneath.
"Go in, just walk forward along the hole." Er Gouzi glanced inside and walked down the narrow steps. After walking down for two or three steps, there was a three or four foot wide tunnel below, with dim oil lamps hanging on the walls on both sides. The tunnel was winding, and finally we could tell the direction, and we knew how far we had walked, and finally we saw a staircase leading up in front of us. At the end of the steps was a brass door. Er Gouzi reached out and knocked on it, making a dull sound. It was actually made of pure copper. This door alone was worth a lot. He gently pushed the door, and it moved slightly. He could only move his true energy to his hands and feet before he could push it open. Behind the copper door, a masked guard used the Qi-reading technique to take a look and found that he actually had the cultivation level of Qi training level 1. The person behind this black house was indeed very well-off. "The entrance fee is 10 taels of silver per person." Er Gouzi took out 10 taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to the tray in front of the guard. No wonder he was so wealthy that the entrance ticket cost 10 taels of silver. Walking out of the bronze gate, the first thing you see is a street with shops and small vendors on both sides of the street. It is no different from the ordinary market you see every day. But most of the people coming and going here are warriors, some are immortals, and most of them wear masks to cover their true faces. The items on the stalls are very different. On a stall in front of you, there are actually several ginseng plants. This is a very popular material. Er Gouzi went up and asked, but people would not sell it for silver, and wanted to exchange it with Pei Gu Ben Wan. On a neighboring stall, there were several pills, which looked crystal white and beautiful. "What kind of pills are these?" Er Gouzi asked curiously. "This is a marching pill, two taels of silver per pill, buy a bottle of 10 pills and get one free. Eating one pill is equivalent to eating a bucket of rice." Er Gouzi squatted down to check. He had seen it in the collection of books in Zhengwu Hall. It was said that it was made by cultivators, and three buckets of rice were needed to make one marching pill. Because starting from the warrior, the higher the cultivation level, the more energy is needed to maintain the body balance every day, and more food must be eaten. If fighting with others, the consumption is even greater. Er Gouzi is now at the fourth level of Qi training. If he only eats ordinary rice, he will eat at least one bucket of rice every day. Eating the rice with spiritual energy in the gourd, only two liters are enough.
Similarly, if you eat other ingredients rich in spiritual energy, you can reduce the amount of food. Everyone has a big appetite. It's okay at home. If you eat more when you grow up, it's very convenient outside. You can always hire a team to follow you and help you transport food! This kind of marching pill was originally used by the army as military rations when they were on the march, and it was more convenient to carry. Later, when the folk monks were away from home, they began to buy marching pills for the convenience of carrying them with them. Er Gouzi had a gourd, so he naturally used this thing. However, out of curiosity, he still spent 20 taels of silver to buy a bottle and took it back to study. He put the marching pills in his arms and continued to walk along the street while looking at things that he had only seen in books and had never seen in reality. Looking along the way, many items on the stalls were sold for silver, and only Pei Gu Ben Wan was accepted. Obviously, Pei Gu Ben Wan is the hard currency here and can be used instead of silver. On two stalls, he actually saw Da Li Wan being sold. Ordinary Da Li Wan sells for 100 coins per pill, and the one with Polygonatum sibiricum and Cistanche deserticola sells for 180 coins per pill. Sima Yi bought pills from him, and after several transfers, the price more than doubled. Seeing the huge price difference, he was even tempted to set up a stall in this black house to sell Da Li pills. Selling directly by himself means making twice as much money. But he quickly gave up this idea. First, he didn't have so much time to set up a stall here. Second, Sima Yi could sell in large quantities outside, and no one dared to trouble him because he was the young master of the Sima family. It would definitely work if Er Gouzi changed. Third, Sima Yi seemed to have only this more profitable way to make money. In fact, he didn't tell himself the secret of the black house. It was just that code that made him figure it out and rack his brains to figure it out. At this moment, a rice shop on the street attracted Er Gouzi's attention. He promised Sima Yi that he would help him buy 100 dan of grain. When he walked into the grain store, there were more than a dozen large buckets filled with rice, sorghum, paddy, wheat, buckwheat and other grains. They were all ordinary grains that looked different from the rice stores outside, but when he saw the labels on them, he realized that these grains were sold at least 100 dan. There were also two small buckets at the innermost, which seemed a little different. These two buckets were filled with rice and paddy, and they were sold by liter.
"How much is this paddy?" "Sir, we have the authentic Crescent Moon Spiritual Rice from 굜家庄, and the price of spiritual rice is 100 taels of silver per liter." It turned out that this was the spiritual rice produced in 굜家庄, and the price was really expensive. Er Gouzi visited 굜家庄 last time and ate rice mixed with spiritual rice. He had always wanted to get some seeds back to plant them himself, but he didn't expect that they were sold here. "Can this rice be used as seeds?" "It can, but it can only be planted in spiritual fields. The mortality rate is high in places with thin spiritual energy, and the yield is very low, so the gains outweigh the losses." The shop owner's words were meant to be a warning, so that he would not buy them back and plant them, and then complain that his seeds were not good. There are only a few spiritual fields in the entire Anchang County, which have long been controlled by several major families. Others do not have spiritual fields. "Oh!" Er Gouzi calculated the area to be planted. One mu of land requires about one dou of seeds. 100 taels per liter, one dou gets 1,000 taels of silver. "How do you sell these ordinary grains?" "100 shi is sold for 500 taels of silver. After the transaction, you can go to the county government office to collect it with the ticket." "County government office?" Er Gouzi thought he had heard it wrong. "That's right, just go to the county government granary to collect it." Sure enough, the background of this underground gang is simple, and it can directly withdraw grain from the county government warehouse. He needs to buy a bucket of spiritual grain to make seeds today, and also buy 100 shi of grain for Sima Yi. A total of 1,500 taels of silver will be spent. He has sold a lot of powerful pills over the years, but he has exchanged them for Pei Gu Ben pills and has not saved any money. In addition, he came here temporarily this time, and did not understand the situation here, so he did not make any preparations. There are a lot of grains stored in the gourd, all of which contain spiritual energy, and should be able to sell for a lot of money. There are still some red dates and dried persimmons in the gourd, which should be able to sell for some silver. "Would you like to take this?" Er Gouzi reached out from the bag behind him and took out a handful of red dates. The rice shop owner took a look and sensed the spiritual energy contained in the red dates, and his eyes lit up. "Of course, but the spiritual energy of your spiritual dates is too strong, and it is still inferior to spiritual rice."
"I can only sell it for 20 taels of silver per liter." This price is still acceptable. Anyway, I have eaten so much, and I will keep it to feed the geese. "This price is quite good. I didn't bring it with me today. I will come back in a few days." Er Gouzi left the grain store and went directly to the black road. He entered an inn and then poured two large bags of red dates from the gourd. Carrying the sacks, he went back into the dark. The storekeeper didn't expect Er Gouzi to come back so soon after saying he would come back in a few days. Two large sacks, with a total of 15 buckets, were sold for 3,000 taels of silver. He bought a bucket of spiritual rice seeds and 100 stone of ordinary grains in the store on the spot, spending 1,500 taels. When he came out of the grain store, he was already carrying a bucket of spiritual grain, 1,500 taels of silver, and a bill in his arms.