pertwk Chapter 1534: Two Different Places
Chapter 1534: Two Different Places
Chapter 1534: Two Different Places
The guest in white smiled as soon as he saw it, threw the change to him, and left the tavern.
The servant boy who followed him asked, "Empress Bai, is what that man said true?"
"The first part may be true, but the black dragon pattern is pure fabrication." 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 it has not yet split into branches."
After all, Jiao is not a dragon.
"Why do these people always lie when they brag?"
"People love to make up stories. When they make up these things, others will pay more attention to them." Bai Ziqi sighed, "It makes it more difficult for us to identify the fakes."
He strolled along the pier, the sea was sparkling and people were coming and going on the pier.
Li Fu was 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 and dilapidated houses. There were always people of unknown origin wandering around in the streets. If a passerby was left alone, he would probably 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 in 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 what it was six years ago.
There are ships docking at the dock every hour, and then cargo is loaded and unloaded. The porters and sailors are busy until late at night.
The pier and warehouses have been renovated, the roads have been widened, and every half hour, patrol soldiers appear in key areas.
Julu Port has become busier, with fewer pickpockets and robbers, and fewer zombie-like people - the busy port provides a large number of jobs, and fewer people are engaged in illegal activities.
Standing at the dock and looking north, Bai Ziqi could see row after row of brand new and tall warehouses.
The servant behind him said, "I have inquired about it. These are all warehouses of Yangshan Chamber of Commerce. Currently, 70% of the warehouses in the entire Julu Port are rented or built by Yangshan Chamber of Commerce."
"That is to say, 70% of the goods circulating here belong to the 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 had something to hide. I didn't expect that he would be so successful in business."
It has only been a few years since He Xiao left Bega, but he has built a huge business system and is even successful in the notoriously chaotic Golden Plains.
The future generations are terrible.
"Let's go and take a look at the famous ghost market sign."
Today's ghost market is more lively than before. It has almost become an all-weather market. All kinds of strange things appear here, including weapons and magical instruments, but sometimes even skulls of unknown creatures, or small pills whose origins and efficacy are questionable.
The only thing that hasn’t changed is probably the signboard of the ghost market.
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 Sign became the most important information exchange station in the eastern part of Shanjin. Every day, a large amount of information, both visible and invisible, is transferred here.
Some of the notes on the notice board had faded and the handwriting had become lighter, but a large number of papers were newly pasted, and most of them had crooked words like "The volunteers are recruiting, providing food, accommodation and salary."
The servant boy couldn't help but ask, "They even wrote down the recruitment location. Aren't they afraid of being caught by the authorities?"
"Neither the former Kingdom of Wu nor the current Kingdom of Peng cares. Julu Port is a free port with very loose regulations, otherwise it wouldn't be so busy now." Bai Ziqi pointed at the note and said, "The so-called 'rebels' that are popping up everywhere now are openly organized and recruited through notice boards, which shows that the government is no longer able to control the eastern and central parts of Shanjin."
The servant boy said, "It seems that the allied forces are busy fighting against Bisha, so they don't have time to care about these grass-roots troops, right?"
Most of the countries and forces on the Golden Plains were small and weak, which gave rise to many local tyrants who dominated the area in the name of protecting themselves. The "rebels" who were inspired and supported by the Black Armor Army targeted these local tyrants.
This was the turmoil that the land was experiencing when Bai Ziqi arrived at the Golden Plains.
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 infiltrate them."
"Yes." The servant boy agreed before asking, "Sir, why these teams?"
"Emperor Jiuyou created this storm single-handedly. If we want it to blow across the Golden Plains, we must always protect and guard it. What kind of team do you think he would choose as the target of assistance? Is it someone who kills people and robs people under the banner of rebellion?"
After strolling around Julu Port for a few rounds, Bai Ziqi returned to the inn.
The attendant was waiting for him here with a man. He was about forty years old, tall, dark and thin, with deep wrinkles around his eyes. He looked like he had been traveling around and had experienced a lot.
"Dushi, this is the guide that Haolin will introduce to us. His last name is Liu, and he is said to know the central and western parts of the Golden Lightning very well."
Guide Liu immediately stepped forward and bowed, "Hello, sir. What's your name?"
"Bai." Bai Ziqi asked him, "Are you working alone or with a group?"
"Are you an expert too?" Guide Liu said with a smile, "In the past, the roads were not safe, so people could only follow others. Few people dared to go alone. But from here to Yao Country, I know it very well. In the past six months, the road conditions have improved and there are fewer bandits, so I started to be a broker myself, delivering letters and goods back and forth for others."
Bai Ziqi hummed: "Are you affiliated with the Haolin Society?"
"Oh yes, the Haolin Club will connect us. I have cooperated with the Haolin Club many times."
"Haolinhui" is actually a job agency, but it is not very similar to traditional brokerage firms. It mainly helps to introduce odd jobs and short-term jobs. It contacts craftsmen, businessmen, and all kinds of strange people on one end, and employers with needs on the other end.
Simply put, if someone’s roof is leaking, they can find a bricklayer to repair it through the Haolin Society;
If anyone wants to do something illegal, well, maybe they can find suitable craftsmen through the Haolin Society.
Bai Ziqi's men found a guide through the Haolin Society so that they could avoid detours and learn more about the local customs when traveling in the Shining Gold Plains.
When you are unfamiliar with a place, it is important to have a reliable guide. The Gold Plains is a magical place, with dramatic changes every few years. The road you walked on last time may not still be there this time.
The signboard at the 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 would find from the notice board. Bai Ziqi was not worried about his own safety, but he did not want to be delayed by those blind guys.