Lingyu First Bank

"I didn't expect that she was gone." Dabao's expression was very sad.

"Dabao, haven't we found part of it? Maybe she's still there, in the other two components." Wang Yuan comforted.

Dabao thought for a while, then sighed, one of the artifacts had already been broken up, and the possibility of the artifact spirit surviving was too small, but it was a hope anyway, after all, he himself survived.

"Although it's broken, I can restore some of its functions." Wang Dabao said.

"Is Huntian very powerful? What effect can it play with only a part?" Wang Yuan asked curiously.

"Very powerful, at least stronger than me." Dabao said seriously.

Wang Yuan was shocked, stronger than Dahua Qiankun Ding?Wang Dabao is very proud.

"Although I can only use a little function after repairing it, maybe you will use it." Wang Dabao looked at Wang Yuan.

"What is it?"

"It allows you to randomly teleport hundreds of miles away."

"What?" Wang Yuan almost jumped up, I'll go, this is a super life-saving stunt.

"Ten top-quality spirit stones are needed for one transmission, and if it is not completely repaired, there is no way to recover it. It can only be transmitted three times, and it will be completely destroyed, and it will never be repaired." Dabao said.

Thinking of Dabao's feelings for this artifact, Wang Yuan decided not to use this life-defying function unless absolutely necessary.

"What does it take to fix it?"

"Fix me first."

……

Well, when I didn't say it.

Wang Yuan comforted Wang Dabao a few words.

When he was about to leave, he remembered that he hadn't seen Xiaobei: "Dabao, where is Xiaobei?"

Wang Dabao pointed to a dark place outside a small room: "What has she been busy there recently, and she didn't let me know."

Wang Yuan tried to contact Xiao Bei, but Xiao Bei's voice came, but there was no one there.

"Xiao Bei, what are you up to?"

"Hee, hee, brother Wang Yuan, I can't tell you now, you will know later."

Wang Yuan had no choice but to greet Dabao and leave here.

Wang Yuan pondered for a long time. Two powerful remnants of artifacts, the magical soil, the mysterious Tianhuang Temple, so many legendary things appeared here. What happened here before?
……

Before dawn in the morning, the guild became busy, because today is the day when the guild opens.

The so-called opening means putting up the signboard, and Wang Yuan didn't invite anyone, mainly because what happened last time forced him to keep a low profile.

But he wanted to keep a low profile, but some people didn't let him go.

Less than an hour after the signboard was hung up, a government official in official uniform, sitting in a carriage with the logo of the Spirit Tax Division, brought a dozen of his men to the guild.

Zhou Peng notified Wang Yuan while receiving him, and it was only when Wang Yuan came out that he found out that the official who came was actually Zheng Xun, the envoy of the spiritual tax.

Wang Yuan knew that the other party was here for revenge, but he had no choice but to step forward to deal with it.

It is absolutely rare for a most powerful official of Fucheng's taxation system to come to a small newly opened shop.

Wang Yuan cupped his hands and said, "It's a great honor for Master Zheng to be here. I don't know what Master Zheng can do for you?"

Wang Yuan gave Zheng Xun a seat, brewed some tea, and asked.

Zheng Xun was not overbearing, but said indifferently: "President Wang, why don't you go to the Spiritual Tax Department to file for such a big business?"

Wang Yuan replied: "My lord, the Ling Tax Department stipulates that the store should be filed within one month of opening, so the guild did not file in time, but we were negligent. I will send someone to the tax department to file immediately."

"Don't bother the president to run around anymore. Today, the Spirit Tax Division is here to work. Someone will come and file a case for this guild." Zheng Xun gave an order, and someone came out to ask Wang Yuan for some details, registered, and then reported back: " My lord, the Julong Lingxiu Trading Guild has completed its filing, and according to its business scale, it should be designated as a large-scale commercial store, with a minimum monthly tax of 30 low-grade spirit stones, and the specific quota will be determined after verifying its business flow."

Although Wang Yuan felt that the monthly tax base of 30 was a bit high for setting up a large shop for himself.Wang Yuan has inquired before, but the Spiritual Tax Department can't verify every transaction you make, so they usually estimate a quota. For a shop of my size, and it's so remote, you can pay 1 to [-] low-grade spirit stones a month. tax on the line.

But thinking about it, I only need to go back and forth at least once a month, which is only a lot more than this amount, so I didn't raise any objections.

At this moment, a person came into the store suddenly, regardless of the sitting and standing people, and asked, "Is there any flying silver grass?"

Feiyincao is a special product of Julong, Cheng Qi hurriedly went to meet him and said, "Yes, yes, how much do you need?"

"I need [-] Flying Silver Grass, what's the price?" The person came directly.

Cheng Qi was overjoyed: "Guest is a big customer, and we guarantee a fair price. We only charge you [-] low-grade spirit stones for the [-] flying silver grasses. The goods will arrive within a month."

"Okay, I'll buy it in a month." After speaking, the man turned and left.

Cheng Qi: ..., why is this person here?
Unexpectedly, after a while, another person came into the shop and asked, "How do you sell Guizhang Burmese iron?"

Cheng Qi hurriedly replied: "One catty of low-grade spirit stone."

"I want [-] catties," said the man.

"Since guest officer wants so much, I'll give you a [-]% discount." The steward said hastily.

"No, when will it arrive?" The man waved his hand.

Cheng Qi was a little confused, what do you mean, even less money: "One month."

"Okay, I'll come back to buy it in a month."

Wang Yuan felt something was wrong, the two seemed to be acting.

At this moment, another person came in and asked, "How do you sell the dusting solution?"

Cheng Qi was a little wary, but when people asked the price, he couldn't help but say: "A bottle of fifteen low-grade spirit stones."

"When will it be available?"

"One month."

"Okay, I will buy in a month later, and I want two thousand bottles."

Before Cheng Qi could speak, the man turned and left.

Wang Yuan hurriedly handed a jade slip to Zhou Peng who was beside him. After reading the jade slip, Zhou Peng hurriedly walked over to replace Cheng Qi who was greeting the guests.

Sure enough, after a while, another person came in and asked, "How do you sell the wind leaves?"

"I'm sorry, guest officer, it's out of stock now." Zhou Peng responded.

"When will it be available?"

Zhou Peng blinked, recalled Wang Yuan's instructions in the jade slips, and replied, "Whenever it's out of stock."

The visitor didn't expect Zhou Peng to answer like this, so he stared at Zhou Peng for a while, then turned around and left.

After a while, four or five more customers came to the door, and Zhou Peng sent them away on the grounds that they were out of stock.

"Chairman Wang is really bullying customers! Ordinary business is too small to accept?" Zheng Xun sneered.

"The small shop has just opened, so there are some shortages of goods." Wang Yuan continued.

Zheng Xun put down the tea bowl in his hand and asked, "Are you sure?"