Red plums reflect youth

The most important cargo channel of Linglongzhai is Blast Wind Hall.But doing business with Haifengtang is quite weird.Generally, each store can only see the goods for trading on a fixed day of each month. If there is no goods on that day, it will be postponed to the next month.Those who go to see the goods transaction must be the owner of the shop himself, or the future owner.When it was time to light the lights, I went to the agreed place, was blindfolded, took the carriage, and turned around seventeen or eight times before arriving at the trading place.After the money and goods were settled, he brought them back blindfolded.The people in Haifengtang either wear masks or cover their faces, so no one knows who they are.

The trading time between Linglongzhai and Blastwind Hall is set on the fifth day of every month.

However, Liu Ruzheng's cough never got better. Seeing that it developed into tuberculosis, and when the seasons changed, he fell ill like a mountain. He was lying in bed this month and couldn't get up.

Qiao Sheng was still young, and Ziqing had never been good at business, and he had already promised him to study art in Qingcheng Pavilion, so this matter fell on Qiao Yang.

Liu Qiaoyang originally liked to do business, but he has experienced some things recently, which made him restrain his dissolute temperament. In addition, his father was seriously ill, so he helped him set up a shop.

So on the night of the [-]th of this month, he was blindfolded and brought to the trading point.

As soon as the cloth strip was lifted, the gloomy and narrow room was dimly lit, and a dozen masked men in black stood around solemnly, with sinister and cruel eyes, and a sense of oppression swept over.

There was a long black wooden table directly opposite, and on one side of the table sat a man in black with a hideous mask, like the boss here.

Liu Qiaoyang was lucky enough to sit on the other side of the table boldly.Then I heard the other party say sullenly:

"Are you Liu Qiaoyang, the young master of Linglongzhai?"

Liu Qiaoyang replied calmly, "Exactly."

"Okay, please take a look at the goods." As he said, he pushed a wooden box in front of his desk to the other side of the desk.

Liu Qiaoyang tried his best to block it with his hand, only to stop the box from continuing to slide.Heart Road: What a lot of strength.

Opening the wooden box, seeing that it was the spices he wanted, he nodded calmly, put the banknotes into the plate beside him, pushed and shook them vigorously, and barely stopped in front of the masked man.

The masked man didn't look at the banknote at all, but stared straight at Liu Qiaoyang. The strange and depressing atmosphere made Liu Qiaoyang feel creepy.

"Good work!" The masked man suddenly clapped his hands and praised, his voice was not as gloomy as before, it seemed to be out of tune.

Qiao Yang's heart skipped a beat.

this sound...

so familiar...