Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 242 Shipbuilding Operation

When Yang Dashan saw Ye Xiaochuan, he showed joy, ran over with his chubby body, and said: "Young Master Ye, it turns out you are still here."

Ye Xiaochuan was in a bad mood and said, "I'm leaving soon. By the way, where is Yang Shijiu?"

Yang Dashan smiled happily and said: "Fortunately, thanks to the recommendation of the young master, Nineteenth prepared all the gifts and took a boat to Cangyun Mountain yesterday morning."

Ye Xiaochuan was startled. He didn't expect Yang Jiu to move so fast and set off in just two days.

If Yang Jiu succeeds in becoming a disciple, wouldn't she be his junior sister?

Thinking that in the future he would have a beautiful little junior sister with a lot of wealth who could be teased, this guy's mood immediately improved again.

Yang Dashan invited Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan to live in his house for a while. Ye Xiaochuan wanted to go because Yang Dashan was very rich and he was penniless now. He should find a way to get money from this rich man. Scrape off a layer of oil and water.

However, he then thought about it and realized that Yun Qiyou was still watching him secretly. She knew the Five Ghosts to bring money, and no matter how much money he got from Yang Dashan, he would probably stuff it into Yun Qiyou's pocket for no reason. .

It had only been a month, and I was still a pauper. However, Yun Qiyou had become a rich little woman by robbing her again and again. I could never take advantage of her again.

Now he finally believed Situ Feng's words. Wu Feng and Zhan Chen were two swords that had been entangled for a long time. In his previous life, Wu Feng's master Situ Feng killed Zhan Chen's master Su Qinglian. In this life, he was very unlucky and became The new owner of Wufeng Sword has to repay Situ Feng's debt from his previous life.

After bidding farewell to Yang Dashan, the two of them headed northeast along the ancient wilderness road.

A heavy rain last night made the road very muddy, but this didn't bother them. Both sides of the ancient road are covered with half-foot-high green grass. People walking on it don't feel muddy.

After walking for more than ten miles, Langya Mountain was seen in the distance behind them, and the two began to study the next walking route.

Baili Yuan said: "How about we rent a boat on the Yangtze River and go down the river."

Ye Xiaochuan said angrily: "Do you have any money? This is just a ferry, not a big dock like Xifeng City. It is difficult to find a bodyguard to work."

Bailiyuan took out her purse and poured out all the silver. There were less than fifteen taels of scattered silver left in total.

She said with a grimace: "This is all my belongings."

Ye Xiaochuan shook his head and sighed, saying: "It's a pity that I lost my Qiankun storage bag, there are still some belongings in it."

Baili Yuan suddenly raised her eyebrows, patted her head, and said, "I forgot to tell you that your Qiankun storage bag is on me. I found it at the bottom of the river."

After saying that, she took out the storage bag she found at the bottom of the Wuxiakou river that day.

Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed, grabbed the storage bag, laughed loudly, and said, "I thought I lost it, but now we have money!"

Although he had no money, when he stole from Liu Fugui's study, he had already thrown a pure gold vase and a pure gold writing brush from the study into the Qiankun storage bag before fighting Yun Qiyou.

These two things weigh at least five or sixty-seven kilograms, and one kilogram is sixteen taels. Even if it is weighed as gold nuggets, there are still one hundred taels of gold, and it can be converted into silver at least a thousand taels.

He hurriedly opened the storage bag, and soon found a gold bottle and a gold brush among the messy items in the storage bag. He almost hugged these two gold objects and kissed them hard several times, and his saliva stained the Above, extremely disgusting.

Bailiyuan took the gold pen and said in surprise: "Pure gold?"

Ye Xiaochuan laughed loudly and said: "It's really a perfect path. Back in Xifeng City, I put it into the Qiankun bag in Liu Bully's study, and found a pawn shop to sell it for at least a thousand taels. It should take us a while!”

Baili Yuan was overjoyed and said, "Then we have money to rent a boat again?"

Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes at her and said: "If you have money, you can't spend it like this. The ancestral boat is so expensive now. It costs several taels of silver a day. It's worse than a bandit. Isn't it just a boat? We can build it ourselves."

Bailiyuan asked doubtfully: "Can you still build ships?"

Ye Xiaochuan said proudly: "What's so difficult about this?"

He didn't think it was difficult to build a boat. He could float on the Yangtze River holding a big piece of wood for five days and five nights.

In his opinion, as long as he can find a piece of wood floating on the water, it is a boat. It is economical and economical, and he can still make money by dragging it ashore.

After walking more than ten miles to the northeast, there is a small town close to the Yangtze River. The town is not big, about thirty or forty miles away from Hanyang City. Since there is a small ferry right on the Yangtze River, the town is quite prosperous. .

There is a Junzhu forest outside the town. Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Yuan's soldiers split into two groups. Baili Yuan went to the town to buy some dry food and the like, while Ye Xiaochuan dived into the bamboo forest and started his shipbuilding plan.

He didn't plan to sell the two pieces of gold now. The town was too small to sell them for a high price, and he didn't want to go back to Hanyang City. He simply walked to the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. According to the distance, he could reach Jinling in a few days. That is a good place with a treasure trove of goods. Good things must be sold there.

After Ye Xiaochuan got into the bamboo forest, he could only hear the swishing and swishing sounds. After a while, the guy dragged a dozen thick bamboos out of the bamboo forest.

Jun bamboo mainly grows in the Junshan area of ​​Dongting Lake. It is tall, straight and has very good toughness. It is most suitable for making bamboo rafts.

Ye Xiaochuan used a sword without a blade to cut off the tops of more than a dozen ten-zhang long Junzhu branches, leaving only about three zhang long.

The cut bamboos were neatly arranged together, and then ropes were taken out from the Qiankun storage bag to tie the bamboos into a bamboo raft.

In less than half an hour, a large bamboo raft with a length of three zhang and a width of almost one zhang was completed.

Not to mention two people, even if it was twenty or thirty people, it would not be a problem.

Ye Xiaochuan also got two masts. When he went down the mountain, he packed almost everything in the room into the Qiankun bag. These miscellaneous things were just in use now.

He found a large piece of linen and fixed it with a rope. This was a simple sail.

The Yangtze River is turbulent, and with this sail, it is definitely not an exaggeration to travel 800 miles a day downstream.

After Ye Xiaochuan finished making it, he clapped his hands with satisfaction. Doing it yourself saves a lot of money.

Maybe he could even pick up a few passengers on the Yangtze River, earning one or two taels of silver a day, and making a lot of money.

Just as he was feeling proud and looking forward to a better life in the future, a dozen yamen runners carrying big swords and iron chains came running over here.

From a distance, he heard the leading police officer shouting loudly: "Boy! How dare you cut down Junzhu privately? Come back to the yamen with me for trial... Don't run!"