After the immortal disappeared

The white-clothed guest smiled as soon as he saw it, threw the silver coins to him, and stood up and left the tavern.

The servant who followed him asked: "Emperor Bai, is that man telling the truth?"

"The first part may be true, but the black dragon pattern is pure fabrication by him." Bai Ziqi took a bag of aphid honey wine from the tavern and took a sip. "This wine is not bad... At present, the black dragon's horn is still sharp, like a dagger, and has not yet split."

A dragon, after all, is not a dragon.

"Why do these people lie when they brag?"

"People like to make up stories, and when they make up these things, others will pay more attention to them." Bai Ziqi sighed, "It makes it more difficult for us to distinguish the truth."

He strolled on the dock, the sea was sparkling, and people were coming and going on the pier.

The laborers were busy unloading the cargo, and the seagulls were busy stealing food, but everything seemed to be in order.

Many years ago, Bai Ziqi went on a business trip to Yao State and also landed at Julu Port. But at that time, Julu Port was chaotic and dirty, with sewage flowing everywhere, dilapidated houses, and people of unknown origin wandering around the streets. If a passerby was left alone, he might be hit on the back of the head with a club, and when he woke up, he would be stripped naked - if he could still wake up.

It can be said that Julu Port is a microcosm of the chaos of the Golden Plains, and it is a profound lesson for those who have just set foot on this land.

But today's Julu Port is completely different from six years ago.

There are ships docked at the dock every hour, and then cargo is loaded and unloaded, and the porters and sailors can be busy until late at night.

The pier and warehouse have been renovated, and the road has been widened. Every half an hour, there are patrol soldiers in key areas.

Julu Port has become busy, with fewer pickpockets and robbers, and fewer zombies - the busy port provides a large number of jobs, and the number of people doing illegal activities is reduced.

Bai Ziqi stood at the dock and looked north, and could see rows of brand new and tall warehouses.

The servant behind him said, "I have inquired, these are the warehouses of Yangshan Chamber of Commerce. Now 70% of the warehouses in the entire Julu Port are rented or built by Yangshan Chamber of Commerce."

"In other words, 70% of the goods circulating here belong to Yangshan Chamber of Commerce; 70% of the people in Julu Port work for Yangshan." Bai Ziqi touched his chin and said, "When I met He Xiao in the past, I only felt that this person was meticulous and concealed something. I didn't expect him to be so successful in business."

It has only been a few years since He Xiao left Beijia, but he has built a huge business system by himself, and even made a living in the famously chaotic Shining Gold Plains.

The young are formidable.

"Let's go and take a look at the famous ghost market notice board."

The ghost market today is more lively than before, and it has almost become an all-weather market. All kinds of strange things will appear here, not only weapons and magic tools, but sometimes even the skulls of unknown creatures, or small pills whose origins and effects are questionable.

The only thing that has not changed is probably the ghost market notice board.

This sign is used to offer rewards, find people and things, exchange information, and buy and sell intelligence. After Julu Port became busy, the ghost market notice board became the most important information exchange station in the eastern part of Shanjin. Every day, a large amount of visible and invisible news is transferred from here.

Some of the notes on the notice board have faded, and the handwriting has become lighter, but a large number of papers are newly posted, most of which are crookedly written with words like "The righteous army is recruiting people, providing food, accommodation and salary."

The servant boy couldn't help but ask, "They also wrote down the recruitment location. Aren't they afraid of being wiped out by the authorities?"

"The former Kingdom of Peng and the current Kingdom of Peng don't care. Julu Port is a free port with loose regulations, otherwise it wouldn't be so busy now." Bai Ziqi pointed to the note and said, "The so-called "rebels" that are now everywhere are publicly organized and recruited through notice boards, which shows that the authorities are no longer able to control the eastern and central parts of Shanjin."

The servant boy said, "It seems that the allied forces are fighting Bixia, and they don't have time to care about these grass-roots teams, right?"

The countries and forces on the Shanjin Plain are mostly small and weak, which is why many local tyrants were born, dominating one side in the name of protecting themselves. The "rebels" who were encouraged and supported by the Black Armor Army pointed their spearheads at these local tyrants.

This is the turmoil that this land was experiencing when Bai Ziqi came to the Shanjin Plain.

Bai Ziqi pointed to a few notes, "This, this, and this, it is said that they have a good reputation among the people, you sent people to lurk in."

"Yes." The servant agreed first and then asked, "Master Dushi, why these teams?"

"The Emperor Jiuyou created such a storm. If you want it to blow across the Shining Gold Plain, you must always protect it. What kind of team do you think he will choose as the target of assistance? Is it a righteous army that kills and robs people?"

After walking around Julu Port for a few times, Bai Ziqi returned to the inn.

The servant brought a person and waited for him here. He was in his forties, tall, dark and thin, with deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. At first glance, he was busy outside and experienced.

"Dushi, this is the guide that Haolin will introduce to us. His surname is Liu. He is said to know the central and western parts of Shanjin very well."

Guide Liu immediately stepped forward and bowed: "Hello, Dushi, what is your surname?"

"Bai." Bai Ziqi asked him, "Are you a solo trader or with a bank?"

"Are you also an expert?" Guide Liu smiled, "In the past, the road was not peaceful, so you could only follow a bank. Few people dared to go solo. But from here to Yaoguo, I am very familiar with it. In the past six months, the road conditions have improved and there are fewer bandits. I started to be a broker myself, delivering letters and goods for others."

Bai Ziqi hummed: "Are you affiliated with the Haolin Club?"

"Oh yes, the Haolin Club helps us connect, and I have cooperated with the Haolin Club many times."

"Haolin Club" is actually a professional agency, but it is not very similar to the traditional dental industry. It mainly helps introduce odd jobs and short-term jobs. On one end, it contacts craftsmen, industrial and commercial enterprises, and various strange people, and on the other end, it contacts employers with needs.

In simple terms, if someone's roof is leaking, they can find a mason to repair it through the Haolin Club;

If anyone wants to do something illegal, well, they may also find a suitable craftsman through the Haolin Club.

Bai Ziqi's subordinates found a guide through the Haolin Club so that they can take fewer detours and learn more about the local customs when traveling in the Shining Gold Plain.

When you are unfamiliar with the place, it is important to have a reliable guide. The Shining Gold Plain is a magical place. There are drastic changes every few years. The road you walked last time may not still be there this time.

The notice board at Fuyu Ghost Market also has this function, but with a third-party intermediary, the Bega people will feel more at ease. Otherwise, who knows what kind of monsters they find from the notice board. Bai Ziqi is not worried about his own safety, but he does not want to be delayed by those blind guys.