Dachang Empire, Fufeng County, New Territories Port.
It was an early morning, and there was a thin sea mist drifting on the sea level in the distance, and the rising sun shone down with warm golden light. Seeing the originally quiet port, it gradually became noisy again.
The New Territories Port was completed less than ten years ago, but because it is located in the far west of the empire, it is a good location, and it is a deep-water port, so the business is very prosperous, and there is an endless stream of passenger ships, which brings a lot of income to the tax officials.
In fact, in the establishment of the Dachang Empire, even Fufeng County was a newly established county, which was obtained through annexation.
The Dachang Empire issued a reclamation order at the beginning, declaring that all the people of the empire could obtain 50 acres of cultivated land in Fufeng County, and those with titles would increase in order, and the tax would be reduced or exempted for the first three years. After ten years of cultivation, the land would officially belong to the people.
This set off a wave of westward expansion of the empire, and for the stability of Fufeng County, the Dachang Empire set up a permanent reclamation army here, with the nature of a military settlement. Although it is not part of the regular army, it is also a rather infamous force in the west of the empire.
"Is this the New Territories Port? It's quite lively!"
Wu Ming was wearing a green shirt, with a piece of high-quality suet white jade hanging from his waist, waving a folding fan in his hand, and walking casually on the streets of the port with the image of a handsome young man.
At this time, he naturally did not use William's appearance, but returned to his original appearance, with black hair and black eyes, exactly the same as most of the people around him. Walking here, he seemed to be still in the big Zhou world, which made his expression a little bit. Trance.
Of course, because of the port, you can often see Western Yi businessmen from the sea here, more of them are of mixed race, and there are even aliens with scary looks!
The aliens here are not just the difference in skin color, but two species that are completely different from humans!
For example, beside Wu Ming, a big man with a strong figure and the appearance of a tiger's head walked by without any scruples, just ostentatiously passing through the streets.
"Beastman? No... according to the official name of the Dachang Empire, it should be a tiger clan? It's really interesting..."
This world, due to accepting a large number of traversers, has already undergone many wonderful changes, and even the source of many intelligent creatures may come from another world, so it is not surprising that Wu Ming appears.
"Human beings... are not the masters of this world..."
Thinking of the news he received, Wu Ming sighed, feeling a little heavy.
The Dachang Empire is indeed vast and rich, and even the western countries are prosperous and domineering, but in this world, there are more intelligent races.
Some of them are natives of this world, and some are simply visitors from other universes who migrated as a whole. They also occupy a large area in this world, presenting a situation where there are many ethnic groups.
Under such circumstances, no matter in the human kingdoms of the East and the West, martial arts are popular, and the people are constantly encouraged to expand outward.
Fortunately, this world is vast enough, and most of it is supplied by the New World and undeveloped wasteland, so there is no trouble between the several big countries, and a fight to solve the problem.
As the sun rises, the hustle and bustle of the entire port increases.
After leaving the wharf area, all kinds of rich shops suddenly filled Wu Ming's eyes.
Gold and silver shops, grain shops, cloth shops, teahouses, restaurants, casinos, etc. can be said to have everything.
Of course, there are also some martial arts halls, sword palaces and other places, which at first glance are the places of practice, but they are only opened in such downtown areas, and they probably don't have any skills. They only earn hard money with one or two tricks.
If you want to really learn the true teachings, you must either have extraordinary qualifications and worship a good teacher, or you have to spend a lot of money like Zhang Fan did.
"Street martial arts gyms are only the lowest level, and then there are all kinds of schools! This is the school that really teaches the extraordinary way. For example, the Seven Swords School where Zhang Fan used to learn swords has produced several masters of swordsmanship. The master is famous... In Fufeng County, the reputation is the first!"
Wu Ming doesn't know too much about the power system in this world, but being able to be named a great master should only be under the legend.
Of course, even if the Seven Swords Academy wants to truly obtain the true inheritance, money alone is not enough, otherwise the original Zhang Fan would not have fallen into Wu Ming's hands so easily.
If it wasn't for him, Wu Ming wouldn't have decided to come to this New Territories port for a visit.
Moreover, in addition to various martial arts gyms and school palaces, there are several strange places in this port, which attracted Wu Ming's attention.
Because the extraordinary aura above those buildings is the strongest in the entire port, with a sacred aura, surpassing the ordinary by a little bit.
"Taozhu Temple?"
Walking along the spiritual light seen by the sky eye, Wu Ming looked at the huge shrine in front of him, and the bustling team, mostly businessmen, and was a little speechless.
"This should be a shrine dedicated to a true god, but is the business so good?"
Wu Ming glanced outside and saw a row of windows similar to bank counters. Many merchants deposit and withdraw gold and silver, and they look like they are holding vouchers. He immediately understood: "It turns out that it is a bank in another world. The god of Tao Zhu is really business-minded... "
There is no doubt that in any era, the banking and financial industries are always the most profitable, and the business here has evolved to the point where paper money is used.
It's just that what the merchants use is not banknotes, but certificates for depositing and withdrawing gold and silver, but it really can't be true!
Because each of these handovers has the imprint of Tao Zhu's divine power on it! It is difficult for outsiders to imitate.
"No wonder the aura is so powerful..."
Wu Ming did not enter the temple rashly, but retreated slowly.
Gathering so much wealth, the god of Tao Zhu in this world must be of extraordinary strength, perhaps as different as himself, both at the seventh level.
Moreover, he is still a god in this world, recognized by heaven, earth, people and the primordial force of chaos, but he himself is no more than an outsider, less than the rank of Da Luo, after all, he is suppressed by the world. If you find out, it will be a huge trouble immediately.
"According to the memories of Zhang Fan and other sailors, in the New Territories Port, Tao Zhu and Mazu have the best incense, and there are some sporadic gods beside them. It is better to contact from low to high at the beginning."
In the divine way, there are naturally strong and weak ones.
The strong ones can reach Jinxian and Daluo, while the weak ones are the land of a village, mountain gods and the like, who are considered to be at the end of the divine way, and any demons and monsters can bully the Maoshen.
Of course, ordinary land and mountain gods are not qualified to be enshrined in the New Territories Port. Those who can survive the competition between the two temples are at least upright gods and earth gods, similar to the legendary realm in Shinto.
From Wu Ming's point of view, it is the fifth level of Shinto.
Sitting in the main temple, he understands the use of the original force, and he has unified the avenues of thousands of worlds under the original force, and immediately distinguishes them clearly, and can be divided into levels by luck.
The fifth level of the Shinto, there is no difference in the Shinto, although according to the standards of this world, it is not a true god, but it is only one step away.
Wu Ming took one last look at the crowded Taozhu Temple, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.
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"Sihai Commercial Bank, is this the place?"
He searched for a long time in the port, and finally found a business in the corner.
To say it is a commercial firm is too flattering. It looks like a small shop, and you can clearly see the inside of the shop from outside the door.
It's just that the outside curtains and doors are wiped extremely clean, obviously the people who take care of them are very capable.
"This guest officer, please!"
As soon as Wu Ming stepped into the store, the sharp-eyed guy immediately noticed it, and stepped forward with a flattering smile: "I don't know what I want to buy? This store has everything!"
Just judging from his attire, he knew that Wu Ming was either rich or expensive at this time. How could this guy miss the big deal
"I'm not a seller, I'm looking for your shopkeeper!"
Wu Ming shook his head.
"Treasurer? Okay, wait a moment..."
Perhaps because of Wu Ming's temperament, although this guy was a little puzzled, he didn't dare to neglect and turned into the inner hall.
Not long after, an old man with long beard hanging down his chest, dark skin, and skinny appearance came out and saluted Wu Ming: "Old man Xiang Zhitian, the shopkeeper of this shop, I don't know what the customer is here for? "
"Entrusted by someone, send me something!"
Wu Ming took out a letter: "Corporal Zhang Fan, is your boss?"
"Exactly..."
The old man was shocked: "Calculating the time, I should have returned from going to sea at this time, could it be..."
As he said this, cold sweat began to flow down his forehead.
The ocean in this world is far more dangerous than Wu Ming's previous life. After all, some ancient sea monsters and magical beasts would be terrified even if they confronted gods.
There are even some that cannot be killed at all and can only be sealed.
In this era like this, if you go out to sea to run business routes, you will naturally earn money for your life.
In fact, the shopkeeper has seen too many adventures to go out to sea, and since then there has been no news, or there is news that the ship crashed and people died.
"I just met Corporal Zhang by chance at sea, and then encountered a big storm. I really don't know where he is now!"
In fact, Zhang Fan is currently staying in the prison of the Seir Kingdom.
And Wu Ming unceremoniously played tricks on him, got his autographed letter, and planned to use it as a springboard to obtain a new identity and start traveling in the Dachang Empire.
In a world, we must abide by the rules of a world.
With his current strength, even if the main temple is exhausted, I am afraid that he will not be able to do anything to the eight main gods.
That being the case, it is natural to keep a low profile and follow the rules of the game.
Using this as an entry point to obtain a reasonable and legal identity, although a bit cumbersome, is very safe, and it is not easy to be traced.
"This is your proprietor's handwriting, take a look!"
Wu Ming passed the letter carelessly, while he himself drank tea in a respectful manner.
While Xiang Zhitian looked at it, his face was relaxed and solemn for a while, as if he had encountered some huge problem.