Exile is exile, is half of the capital enough as compensation?

Hua Mingche originally wanted to ask Leng Youran and the others what they were doing, but when he heard his son talk about Ye Chaoyang's injury, he immediately forgot about Leng Youran and the others.

"Ah, is your Uncle Ye seriously injured? I saw it that day. He fought desperately..."

***

"It's here." Leng Youran instructed Li Tianze to take her to the ground, while she took a deep breath with her nose.

This was a skill she had developed through the efforts of You Xian over the years. Because of her constant persuasion, You Xian had made many strange and unusual medicinal powders, but the one she liked the most was this tracking powder.

It was precisely because she liked it that You Xian was afraid that her frequent use of the antidotes to those powders would have an impact on her body, so he thought of many ways to train her into a person with an extremely sensitive sense of smell.

It is no exaggeration for Leng Youran to say that now she can tell the direction a bird left by the smell of its poop if it flies over her head.

"No wonder my mental power couldn't find it, it turns out there is another world here." Leng Youran and Li Tianze chatted while quickly clearing the weeds along the way with the machete taken out from the space.

After clearing it, the two saw a big cave.

However, the outline of the cave is clearly visible, but the situation inside is not clear at all.

It was not because the sky was dark, but because there was a white mist in the cave.

Leng Youran suddenly remembered the fog forest she had seen on Beiwang Mountain before. When she first saw it, she thought the fog forest there was naturally formed.

It wasn't until yesterday when they went there and saw the white mist had dissipated that she had a vague guess in her heart.

Now, when she saw the white mist in the cave, she was sure of her guess.

These white mists must be man-made.

But she was very curious about why the Yao people could create white fog.

"What are you thinking about?" Li Tianze asked curiously when he saw her staring at the white mist at the entrance of the cave.

"Nothing. Don't you think the white fog here is very similar to what we saw in Beiwang Mountain before?"

Li Tianze didn't feel anything.

Doesn’t the fog look the same to him?

How can we tell whether it is the same or different?

However, he knew that she must have her reasons for saying so, so he followed her example and reached his hand into the white mist.

In addition to the cool feeling, there is also a slight feeling of moisture wrapping around the palms.

No other feeling.

"Ahem, I, I still didn't notice any difference." This was not the first or second time that he had admitted his incompetence in front of his wife. Although it was still very embarrassing, he chose to tell the truth.

Leng Youran tilted her head and smiled at him. "It's not surprising you didn't notice. I didn't notice it before, either. Do you remember? When we went to Beiwang Mountain yesterday, the fog forest there had become much lighter. I was surprised at the time. Usually, the less people live in a fog forest, the thicker the fog. But Beiwang Mountain is different. The Yao people left, and the fog there has thinned. It wasn't until I saw this place just now that I realized these fog forests were man-made."

"Man-made? Can the fog forest be man-made?"

As if thinking of something, Li Tianze looked at her nervously and said, "Could it be the smoke bomb you mentioned before? Is there anyone in the Yao tribe who knows how to make smoke bombs?"

I thought of the modern times that Leng Youran had mentioned before.

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

In their world, there are already his wife, his master, and outliers like Qin Zhaohai, so he wouldn't be surprised even if someone like them appeared.

Just thinking that those are enemies makes me a little worried.

The Yao people have already confirmed that they are Qin Zhaohai's lackeys. If the two alien species unite, then if they fight Qin Zhaohai later, their chances of winning will be...

Leng Youran noticed the worry in his eyes, patted his shoulder, and said with a grin, "What are you thinking about? If there really were someone like that in the Yao Tribe, they wouldn't have been hiding in the mountains long ago. The white mist here isn't the smoke bomb I was talking about. It doesn't have a pungent smell, but rather a damp feeling. I think it's more like mist made using the dry ice principle. It's rare for the Yao Tribe to have such a talented person. If Qin Zhaohai knew about this, I'm sure that person would be treated as a distinguished guest."

She knew the price of ice in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It was a huge profit, comparable to salt and sugar.

She has dabbled in all three types, so she naturally knows how big the profits are.

I just don’t know why the Yao people don’t know how to use these to make money.

Maybe this is some secret of the Yao people!

After all, it is a centuries-old clan, so there must be some unknown secrets.

Just like the people of the Maolu tribe, don’t they also have different abilities in making furniture?

They only found out about this later.

At first, the people of Maolu were secretive about it. It was not until later when the chief of Maolu saw the loom made by Leng Chengye and his team and shook his head that they learned that the Mao tribe had a secret wooden craft.

Thanks to their existence, otherwise the weaving factory...

How worrying!

"What are you thinking about?"

"No, I was just thinking of Chief Mao and his people. Perhaps the Yao people also have a secret craft like them?"

"Do you mean that this fog forest is the secret of the Yao people? How can this fog be used? Even on the battlefield..." Li Tianze did not finish the rest of his words.

Because he remembered that if there was such a heavy fog on the battlefield, the vision would definitely be obstructed.

He didn't dare to brag, for fear of slipping his tongue.

Leng Youran naturally knew what he was thinking and nudged him with his shoulder. "What are you thinking? If they use the fog on the battlefield, won't we ask Master to make some poison for me? Then who knows who will win! Besides, this fog isn't just fog. It's made of dry ice. You know ice, it's very valuable. So, I'm wondering why they don't use ice to make money, but instead make these useless things. Isn't this a complete waste?"

Thinking back to the expression on the second-in-command's face when he saw their goods at the foot of the mountain today, she was very familiar with that greedy look.

She just couldn't understand why they didn't learn to adapt if they were so short of money.

Oh, I'm really worried about them.

If they were his own people, he would have squeezed every ounce of their value out of them.

It’s a pity that these people are not the same kind of people as them after all!

Since they are not of the same kind, she naturally would not give up this way of making money to Qin Zhaohai.

Besides, they hurt so many of them, so they have to pay a price.

As for what he said to Hua Zian, that was pure nonsense. He had let the Yao people go before because they had not provoked them. Now that they had provoked them, it would be difficult to let them go.