Douluo: Wuhun Seven Killing Sword, Sword Opens the Gate of Heaven

In Tianjian Sect, Ning Rongrong completed the eighth test and her soul power level broke through to the 85th level Soul Douluo.

The ninth test requires her soul power to reach level ninety-nine before it can begin, and the training during this period is a long process.

On the other hand, Ning Fengzhi and Tian Ruyang did not oppose the unification of the continent, so Ning Tianchen was naturally relieved.

So, he and Ning Rongrong left the sect and went out to travel.

The cultivation speed of auxiliary soul masters is very slow, and Ning Rongrong has been busy recently, so she really needs to have a good rest.

Furthermore, occasional insights gained during travel can also accelerate the breakthrough of strength.

After breaking through level 100, Ning Tianchen's travel speed has undergone a qualitative change.

If Ning Rongrong hadn't cared about the scenery along the way, he would probably have directly torn open the space and teleported to his destination.

Their first stop was the place where Tang San made his fortune - Notting City.

Arriving at a dense forest one mile outside the city, the two men stepped down from the Panlong Seven Killing Swords and walked into the city.

Nottingham is just a small border town. When the two empires confronted each other before, neither of them considered it a strategic target, so it did not encounter the war.

Tang San's resume is no longer a secret.

However, they did not come here for Tang San, but simply wanted to experience the local customs and culture.

Seeing the two people entering the city, the guard wanted to step forward to collect the entrance fee. Just as he took a step forward, the transcendent aura of Ning Tianchen made him stop and swallow.

It was not until the two men entered the city that the captain of the guard came over to inquire about the situation when he saw that no one was stopping them.

"Boss, this man has such a strong aura, he must be a strong soul master." The guard said seriously.

As the captain of the city guard, the issues he considers are naturally not limited to the surface.

If a strong person appears in the city, it should be reported to the city lord to prevent those short-sighted guys from causing trouble.

……

Ning Tianchen was aware of everything in the city, so the actions of the city guard captain naturally fell into his eyes.

But Ning Tianchen didn't care, after all, it wouldn't cause them any trouble.

Ning Rongrong, just like before, strolled around the city with a purse on her waist.

When she sees a product she likes, she never haggles over the price and often pays many times the value of the item.

Her generous behavior attracted the attention of many vendors, and in order to win her favor, these vendors took the initiative to approach her.

For Ning Rongrong, she came out to relax, and all the goods were presented in front of her, saving her the trouble of choosing from everywhere.

Ning Tianchen followed behind her and shook his head slightly.

For them, paying a few more gold soul coins may not be a big deal, but for these ordinary vendors, it may be several months' income.

The extra money spent can be considered as driving local economic growth.

Soon, he noticed an old man at the back of the crowd.

The old man had a hunched back and was carrying a basket of fresh vegetables on his back.

He tried to squeeze into the crowd, but he couldn't get past the other young vendors.

Moreover, he also felt that the vegetables he sold would not be valued by Ning Rongrong.

After all, noble children never cared about vegetables, and meals were prepared by special people.

Seeing the old man walking away, Ning Tianchen did not say anything to stop him, but simply marked the other party with his mental power.

About a quarter of an hour later, the vendors surrounding Ning Rongrong gradually dispersed.

Ning Rongrong held a big bag of souvenirs with a satisfied and happy smile on her face.

He took out a pair of dolls from the bag, walked to Ning Tianchen, and said with a smile: "Brother Tianchen, look, does this pig head look like you?"

Ning Tianchen laughed and asked, "How are they similar?"

Ning Rongrong chuckled and explained, "Brother Tianchen is sometimes as stupid as a pig. This piggy doll is a good match for you."

Ning Tianchen shrugged, chuckled, and took Ning Rongrong into his arms.

After a moment of tenderness, he pointed to a place not far away and said, "Just now I saw an old man who should be enjoying the happiness of family life, but he is still running around outside. Should we go and help him?"

Ning Rongrong said without hesitation: "According to Brother Tianchen's idea, isn't it just to let the common people live a good life in the future? If it can help others, why not?"

Chatting and laughing, the two walked towards the old man's stall.

After being mentally marked, the two quickly arrived at the eastern area of ​​the city.

This is a long street.

This is a place specially opened up by the city lord for people from nearby villages to come and sell vegetables.

Over time, a small vegetable market was formed here.

According to Ning Tianchen's perception, there is a larger vegetable market in the city.

When you come here, you can see many vendors from the city’s vegetable market buying vegetables.

Small vendors are very particular about quantity and price, and these people keep finding fault with them in an attempt to lower the price.

The old farmers from the countryside were not as good at talking as them, so in order to sell their vegetables, they had to agree to the low price offered by the other party.

Ning Rongrong was very dissatisfied when she saw this. "Aren't these guys exploiting these country folks by doing this?"

Ning Tianchen patted his shoulder and shook his head, "Don't meddle in other people's business."

People who live in other parts of the city won’t travel all the way here to buy groceries.

Country people are very simple and honest. They don't know how to wash and water their vegetables. The appearance of the vegetables is far inferior to that of the large vegetable markets in the city.

These vendors can come here to buy goods, which is considered to be taking care of the business of these farmers. Without them, most of the fruits and vegetables of these farmers cannot be sold.

The shelf life of fruits and vegetables is very short, and since they don’t know how to insure them, if they can’t be sold within a day or two, they will definitely rot.

Compared to getting nothing, at least you can make a profit if you can sell it.

"Every merchant has his own code of conduct. These vegetable vendors are not wrong." Ning Tianchen said.

The vendor standing not far behind could not help but give him a thumbs up when he heard his words. "This brother is right. Many of the vegetables grown by these farmers have borers. After we buy them back, most of them can only be sold to those wealthy families to feed their pigs."

There is no concept of pesticides in Douluo Continent, and it is common to find termites in vegetables.

Furthermore, farmers only know that manure water can speed up the growth of plants, but they do not know that it needs to be fermented, nor can they control the fermentation time, so the quality of the vegetables grown is uneven.

"Brother, you are also a businessman. What's your position?" the young man asked him.

Ning Tianchen thought about it and said with a smile: "If I have to say it, I guess so."

He is the behind-the-scenes boss of Qibao Chamber of Commerce and Tianjian Chamber of Commerce, responsible for formulating general business policies.

However, these are big businesses, different from small stalls and vendors.

After a conversation, he felt that this young man had unique insights in business and was a rare talent.

Ning Rongrong saw through his thoughts and tested the young man, "You know so much about business. I want to ask you something."

"Miss, just call me Wang Meng." The young man said with a smile. Ning Rongrong nodded and continued, "If Notting City is hit by a flood this month, causing the people to be displaced and the people outside the city pouring into the city, what should we do if there is not enough food?"

Wang Meng scratched his head. "This is a political question, not a business question. However, I have some humble opinions. Please listen to them."

"If the City Lord's Mansion takes the initiative to drive up the grain prices, there is a solution to this situation. When grain merchants from all over the country enter Notting City, it will be a huge pig-killing scheme. By then, these guys are doomed to lose all their money."

This strategy has been used several times on the mainland.

But merchants are profit-driven. They know that only by entering the city first and selling the grain at a high price in advance can they make a fortune.

However, they don’t know that they are interested in the interest, while others are interested in their principal.

Of course, there are also some places where the city lord's mansion takes the lead in making money, which will also raise the price of food.

Therefore, how to distinguish and when to maximize profits are issues that businessmen consider.

Wang Meng briefly summarized it and then expressed his opinion, "When encountering a famine, it is best for us small vendors not to sell food, no matter how high the price is."

Ning Tianchen became interested and asked, "Why do you think so?"

Wang Meng said: "We don't have much food, and we have to take care of our own food and lodging. We can sell when the price is high and buy back when the price is low. But who can guarantee that we won't become the target of slaughter?"

A small vendor may not mean much, but if you take over hundreds or thousands of small vendors in one go, the profit will be no less than taking over a large chamber of commerce.

Wang Meng’s idea is very simple, he must never become a fish on the chopping board, and at the same time he must guard his own piece of land.

Ning Tianchen was quite satisfied with his answer.

Small vendors can still make money by selling grain at normal prices. It is rare for them to be able to restrain their greed and not take profits that they do not deserve.

Besides, there are no officials to back up the small vendors, and if they want to make a fortune from the national crisis, they will most likely be liquidated afterwards.

After Wang Meng finished speaking, he clasped his fists towards the two men and said, "What are your names? It looks like you are doing big business, right?"

Ning Tianchen cupped his hands, "Ning Tian."

Ning Rongrong also took a pseudonym, "Zhang Meirong."

Ning Tian is Ning Fengzhi's son, and Zhang Meirong is Ning Tian's wife.

"By the way, why are you chatting with us here instead of going to buy fruits and vegetables?" Ning Tianchen couldn't help but ask.

Wang Meng scratched his head and said awkwardly: "My business is small, I will pick up the rest after they have collected all the goods."

His family raised some pigs, chickens, ducks and geese, and bought some rotten vegetables at low prices to feed the animals. His family's main business was selling livestock and meat.

As he spoke, Ning Tianchen came to the old man's stall.

When the old man saw Wang Meng, he quickly searched for something in the basket. After a moment, he said apologetically, "Young man, I don't have any rotten vegetables today. You should go to other houses to have a look."

"Old Jack, today I am mainly here to accompany two friends. You can pick out some good-looking items. These two friends will buy some to take back."

Old Jack?
Ning Tianchen became interested.

If he remembered correctly, Old Jack was the chief of Holy Spirit Village and had taken care of Tang San.

However, since his success, Tang San has never returned.

Old Jack noticed Ning Rongrong and was shocked, "Miss, you are not..."

Ning Rongrong smiled slightly and leaned forward, "Old sir, we are here to take care of your business, aren't you welcome?"

Old Jack smiled brightly and quickly picked out the good quality vegetables from the basket.

Just as Ning Rongrong was about to pay, a troop of soldiers from the city came quickly.

"Old Jack, do you still dare to set up a stall?"

Tang San was charged with regicide, and his background had already been figured out by the Heaven Dou Empire.

Holy Soul Village, as the place where he had lived since childhood, was inevitably implicated.

One of the punishments was to prohibit the “rebels” from Holy Soul Village from coming to the city to buy vegetables.

Old Jack had taken care of Wang Meng before, so he stepped forward and said with a smile, "Sir, calm down. I'll take him out of the city right now."

The leader didn't buy it and pushed Wang Meng away with one hand, "Get lost, the Holy Soul Village is plotting treason, and Tang San from their village killed the king, his crime is unforgivable."

"The Holy Soul Village is still alive in this world, which is already a great favor from His Majesty!"

"It would be fine if he came to the city to set up a stall on a normal day, but today a distinguished person came to the city. If the traitor disturbed the distinguished person, even if the entire Holy Soul Village committed suicide, it would not be enough to make up for the crime."

Ning Tianchen understood that the noble person the other party was referring to was probably himself.

His strength far exceeds that of the city lord here, and he will definitely attract attention.

These law enforcement teams were probably sent out to crack down on those criminals in the city.

The name of the Holy Soul Village was insignificant, and when the matter was dealt with at the beginning, it was impossible to present it to the emperor, and Ning Tianchen had no idea that they had encountered so much.

After thinking for a while, he stepped forward and said, "Go back. The matter of Holy Soul Village ends here. In a few days, the Empire will pardon the joint liability of Holy Soul Village."

Seeing that Ning Tianchen was well-dressed, the leader did not dare to speak ill of him, but
"How did you know that His Majesty was going to pardon them? Even if he really wanted to pardon them, it would be a few days later. Today, the people of Holy Soul Village violated the law of public order and should be imprisoned by us."

"You look well-dressed, so you must be from a wealthy family. Are you really determined to stand up for the traitors?"

Old Jack said bitterly: "We have said it many times that Xiao San has already left Holy Spirit Village. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"He hasn't even come back yet, so why do you think we are also conspiring with him to rebel?"

Obviously, the Holy Soul Village was betrayed by Tang San, and was often criticized for treason.

The leader raised his fist and cursed, "What are you still standing there for? Why don't you take the person away?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the law enforcement team behind him was about to step forward.

Ning Tianchen grabbed his fist and threw it aside.

The law enforcement team members' faces changed drastically and they pointed their spearheads at Ning Tianchen.

"You! Don't think you can do whatever you want in Notting City just because you have the elders at home behind you. Helping the traitors, do you also want to rebel?"

Treason is a serious crime in any dynasty, and no one can bear to be accused of this.

Old Jack said, "Young Master, you better go. This is my business and has nothing to do with you. Don't get involved."

Ning Rongrong stood in front of him and said, "Don't worry, he can't take you away."

Xue Qinghe was originally a puppet emperor, and all his claims were directed by the Spirit Hall behind the scenes.

As an ally of the Spirit Hall, Ning Tianchen could naturally command the other party in secret.

In his soul guide, there were blank imperial edicts with Xue Qinghe's seal on them in advance, and there was more than one copy.

With a thought, his mental power seeped into the soul guide and engraved words on the imperial edict.

When he took out the imperial edict, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically, and they immediately knelt down to listen to the holy words.

Ning Tianchen announced indifferently, "I am too lazy to read it. Take the imperial edict back to show your city lord."

The leader read the imperial edict trembling with fear, and just caught a glimpse of the words "pardoning the Holy Soul Village". He quickly apologized and led his men to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Thank you, old man, Your Majesty, and thank you, young master." Old Jack knelt down to express his gratitude. (End of this chapter)