"Brother Lu, from what you said, are you planning to do business with people who practice cultivation?"
"Yes, brother, you are an experienced person, and I will need your guidance in the future."
"I can't say I can give you any advice. I'm not as good at business as my second brother. If you don't understand something, it's better to ask him than me."
Zhu Bo hesitated for a moment, then said, "I can only say that business is a complicated business, and you may not be able to grasp it."
"Brother, stop talking nonsense. We all make money. I am not a man without faith. Since we have agreed to cooperate with Zhu's Company, I will definitely not look for anyone else." Lu Bei gave him a reassurance.
Because it mentioned personal reputation, this statement was very harsh to Zhu Bo. He frowned and continued, "It's not that easy to do business for people who cultivate immortality. First of all, you have to pass the Great Victory Pass. If you don't have a stamped approval document, you are a black shop. Once you are found out..."
"This requires my brother's help."
"It's just a small favor. Even if I don't help you, your eldest cousin will come forward and it's just a matter of a word."
"He is an honest official after all, so it's better not to trouble him." Speaking of Wei Mao, Lu Bei suddenly remembered that he was still wearing the Wei family's ancestral blue equipment, and he wanted to find time to go to Dashengguan.
"And then..."
Zhu Bo paused and said, "Brother Lu, I'll tell you the truth. I'm not interested in your business of elixirs and raw materials. Zhu's business already has several stores, but are you sure about the spiritual bamboo in Jiuzhu Mountain?"
"What if I'm sure? What if I'm not sure? Do you have any good ideas, brother?" Lu Bei raised his eyebrows and smiled at Zhu Bo.
"If Brother Lu is sure, it would be great if my company could pick up a ready-made one."
Zhu Bo smiled slightly, with a deep meaning hidden in his smile: "If you are not sure, you can only lose face and ask people everywhere to get things done."
"Come, sit down and talk slowly."
Lu Bei pulled Zhu Bo to the old tree in the backyard. Not far from the stone table and stone bench, there was an unremarkable stone well.
After a full cup of tea, Zhu Bo continued, "The spiritual bamboo business of Jiuzhu Mountain was already doomed ten years ago. Outside Jiuzhu Mountain, there was a business that changed hands, and eventually 80% flowed into Dashengguan as a material for refining equipment, and the remaining 20% was purchased sporadically by practitioners from various sects."
"Brother, you came prepared!"
"I heard from my second brother that since it was Dashengguan's business, he just wanted to squeeze out that company. He gave up when he couldn't find any connections in Jiuzhushan." Zhu Bo explained.
"What are you saying? That company doesn't even give face to your Zhu family... Could it be that your surname is also Zhu?" Lu Bei frowned.
"That's not the case. That business has some relationship with Lord Li, the magistrate of Langyu County, and they pay a lot of tributes to him during festivals. Although my uncle is the prefect of Dongqi County, he has no control over Dongyang County. Lord Li is unwilling to give him face, and my second brother couldn't squeeze in even after raising the price." Zhu Bo said with an unhappy look on his face.
"I understand."
Lu Bei thought about it and found that it coincided with his plan, so he said directly: "The Jiuzhu Mountain system is called a sect, and Sanqing Peak also has a say. I have overthrown the current person in charge, and I will have the final say on which company to sell Lingzhu to in the future."
“That’s exactly the reason.”
Zhu Bo originally did not want to mention this matter, but because Lu Bei's plan to attack the Emei Sect that night made him see the possibility of action.
"Brother Bo, what do you mean by asking for help everywhere?"
"The source of spiritual bamboo is controlled by you, brother Lu. My second brother will settle the biggest buyer, Dashengguan. If both ends are cut off at the same time, that business will become unreasonable. By then, my uncle will write a letter to Lord Li, and the business will be settled." Zhu Bo vowed.
"Hehehe..." x2
"The plan is good, but there is still a problem. Brother Lu, you are from Langyu County. If you offend the county magistrate, Lord Li, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to do business in the future!" After laughing, Zhu Bo reminded.
"My eldest cousin and the county lieutenant of Langyu are old acquaintances. They have been friends for many years. Langyu County is a quiet place. If someone sends a small gift during a festival, the county lieutenant will definitely not refuse it."
"Hahaha, in this case, great things can be expected!"
The two of them clinked their glasses and drank the tea in them.
At noon, Lu Bei invited Zhu Bo to visit the beautiful scenery of Jiuzhu Mountain. While strolling, they came to the Emei Sect of Sijing Peak without noticing.
Since I'm here, I might as well collect a debt.
The leader Ding Lei is nowhere to be found. There are no big cats in the sect, only a few small fish and shrimps.
This was expected, and Lu Bei was not surprised. He did not want to embarrass the servants, so he took five geese with him before leaving as temporary interest.
He lived in Dashengguan for more than two months, and found the roast goose cooked by the chef of Mingyue Tower very delicious. He was greedy, so he caught a few and cooked them himself. It didn't matter if it didn't taste good. It was inevitable to fail when learning, but hard work paid off. He believed that as long as he worked hard, he would be able to make this delicacy sooner or later.
That night, the foxes had roast goose for dinner, which made them sneeze. The little fox demon looked at him strangely. If this was what Lu Bei called a good meal, then he didn't need the meal ticket.
At Sijing Peak, Ding Lei returned stealthily and heard from the servant that Lu Bei did not move away the furniture, calligraphy and paintings, but only took away five geese. He smiled slightly and did not take it to heart.
Let him go, it's just a few geese, he can afford the loss.
Half a month later.
The head of the sect, Ding Lei, gradually realized the seriousness of the matter and had to stop Lu Bei. If he continued like this, the Emei Sect would be nothing but a goose. Moreover, seeing that Lu Bei was neither anxious nor slow and came to purchase goods every day, if the goose was gone, the next thing to come was the chickens and ducks.
It’s possible that even the black guard dog might get lost.
Not as strong as Lu Bei, he was also forced to sign an IOU. Thinking about the guest named Zhu at Sanqing Peak, Ding Lei knew it was useless to report the matter to the police, so he went to Datuo Peak overnight to find Huang Guan, the leader of Jiuzhu Mountain and the head of the Zhenyuan Sword School, to seek justice.
Huang Guan is a smart man. After listening to Ding Lei's explanation of what happened, he immediately made a decision and said that Lu Bei was wrong.
You have to apologize.
But when he heard that there was a distinguished guest named Zhu at Sanqing Peak, he immediately made a second decision, saying that he was almost fooled and that Ding Lei was at fault in this matter.
I have to go there in person and apologize.
"I know I was wrong first and shouldn't have gotten myself into trouble, but Lu went too far and treated my Emei Sect as his own home. He comes and goes as he pleases, and he even wants to collect the money he owed when his master died."
Ding Lei was furious. He slammed the table and saw that Huang Guan was calm and continued, "Not only that, he also wanted to kill the Emei Sect with a stick and forced me to sign a mortgage IOU. If I don't pay back 100,000 taels within ten days, the spiritual bamboo production of my Sijing Peak will belong to Sanqing Peak in the future."
"It's only ten days. You can figure out a way to make do with it."
"This happened half a month ago. It's been several days."
Ding Lei said with a headache, "It's almost the beginning of the month. When he comes to my house with the IOU, the Emei Sect can only deliver all of this month's harvest to Sanqing Peak. I have already received the deposit from Sitong Commercial Bank. If I don't give them the spiritual bamboo, I will have to pay them back."
Seeing that it was getting late, Ding Lei was about to stay overnight, so Huang Guan had to say, "You go back first. I'll ask Sect Leader Zhao from Qipan Peak to go with you tomorrow. She's good at speaking, so let her ask Sect Leader Lu what he meant."