Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

Port of Guang'an Prefecture.

Yang's boat.

An old man in his sixties, with gray hair but full of energy, was dancing and introducing to Chen Daoxuan the ten slave ships he had ordered.

"Chen Daoyou, please take a look, this is the best-selling slave transport ship of our Yang's Shipping Company. This ship is more than 150 feet long and 20 feet wide. It can transport more than a thousand slaves at most.

Look at the materials used for our slave ship. The main material of the hull is made of sunken iron wood, which can prevent seawater erosion.

As we all know, the biggest problem with slave ships is that slaves die in the sea, and our slave ships have also made great improvements in this regard, Fellow Daoist Chen, please follow me."

The old man of Yang's Shipping Company walked vigorously and led Chen Daoxuan into the cabin, carefully inspecting all the conveniences of the slave ship.

After listening to the old man's introduction, Chen Daoxuan was very satisfied in his heart, but his face was very indifferent.

"The quality of Yang's ships is well known in the entire Guang'an Prefecture, otherwise I would not have found you in the first place."

"That's our ship"

Before the old man finished speaking, Chen Daoxuan said with a smile: "But your price is much more expensive than Zhou's, Zhao's and Wu's boats."

Hearing this, the old man of the Yang family froze, and then smiled and said, "You get what you pay for."

"If I say that our Chen family will buy a large number of ships in the next few years, I wonder if we can get your internal lowest price?"

"oh?"

The old man of the Yang family moved slightly in his heart, "I don't know what Chen Daoyou refers to by buying a large number of ships?"

"At least one hundred ships!"

Chen Daoxuan raised a finger and said.

Hearing this, the old man of the Yang family cupped his hands, and said with a smirk: "Chen Daoyou, how can I trust you?"

"Have you heard of the Hongyin Feijian shop?"

Hearing this, the old man of the Yang family finally flashed a trace of surprise on his face, and cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that the Hongyin Feijian shop that has been making a lot of noise recently in Sanxiufang City is your property of the Chen family. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The old man of the Yang family finally looked serious.

As we all know, although the Chen family on Shuanghu Island behind the Hongyin Feijian shop is a small family, it is remembered by many foundation-building families because of their family's possession of a craftsman.

That is to say, the reputation of the Chen family on Shuanghu Island has not been obvious for a long time, and the supply of the Hongyin Feijian store is insufficient. It is speculated that the rank of the craftsmen of the Chen family should not be high.

Otherwise, the Foundation Establishment family would have gone to make friends with it long ago.

In Guang'an Mansion, the foundation building family is not uncommon, and some of the foundation building families are even living in a very down and out life, and the foundation building monks in the family are still alive and well.

This kind of foundation-building family was completely lucky, relying on the family's children to make enough contributions in the Izumo battlefield, they were lucky enough to break through to the foundation-building stage.

Such a foundation building family, in terms of background, is not much stronger than those small families.

For them, being able to make friends with a senior craftsman is a dream.

At the very least, when the children of the family need magic weapons in the future, they don't need to buy second-hand items that are eliminated by the children of the rich.

Although the Yang family is a big family of immortal cultivators in Guang'an Prefecture, they have always had the problem of insufficient supply of magic weapons in the clan.

The reason for this is that the Yang family put all their energy into the construction of various types of ships, ignoring the training of the clan's weapon refiners and alchemists. As a result, the supply of magic tools and pills in the clan has always been restricted by the Zhou family.

Faced with this situation, Yang always wanted to reverse it.

However, cultivating weapon refiners and alchemists requires too high requirements for various resources and backgrounds in the clan.

Not everyone is as perverted as Chen Daoxuan, who can learn by himself with a copy of the Jade Slip of Second-Rank Artifact Refining Inheritance.

Chen Daoxuan's behavior, in his previous life, is equivalent to the exaggeration of an illiterate person holding a few books and becoming a doctor by himself in a few years.

This is also the reason why the Yang family has been traveling in all directions, constantly wooing the major foundation-building families and emerging forces, hoping to jointly build a fairy city to fight against the Zhou family.

It is a political task within the Yang family to befriend a family that owns an alchemy master.

That's why the old man showed a serious look after hearing Chen Daoxuan's self-introduction to his family.

After pondering for a moment, the old man raised his head and said, "In this case, this slave ship can be counted as a thousand spiritual stones for fellow daoists, and ten slave ships, with a total of 10,000 spiritual stones, can also be counted as my Yang family and your Shuanghu Island Chen family." Make a good relationship."

As he spoke, the old man of the Yang family showed a kind smile on his face.

"So, thank you senior."

"Fellow Daoist, you are welcome."

The old man of the Yang family cupped his hands, and the two were in harmony.

Negotiate the issue of the slave ship for Yang's Shipping Company.

By the time Chen Daoxuan rushed back to Sanxiufang City, it was already evening.

The casual cultivators surrounding Hongyin Feijian's shop also gradually dispersed. Obviously, today's lucky draw is over.

Back to the shop.

Chen Xianhe was packing up the lottery box and other sundries. Seeing Chen Daoxuan, Chen Xianhe raised his head and said, "Is everything done?"

"Well, it's done. I will return to Shuanghu Island after going to the slave market in Guang'an Mansion tomorrow to pick out the female slaves of Izumo Kingdom, at most three days later."

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe did not show any reluctance, but heaved a sigh of relief: "It's good to go back, go back early, and you can refine the magic weapon earlier."

Seeing Chen Xianhe showing such a "capitalist" face, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and silently stepped forward to help him pack up the sundries, and stopped talking.

Just when Chen Daoxuan and the two finished packing up the sundries and were about to close the door.

A figure broke into the shop.

Chen Xianhe walked forward calmly, cupped his hands and said, "My dear guest, our store is closed today, if you want to buy a flying sword, please come early tomorrow."

Chen Daoxuan looked at the man who broke into the shop.

This man was about forty years old, with a rough face, wearing a short linen shirt, and seemed to be wrapped in something in his arms, with a cautious look.

As soon as Chen Xianhe finished speaking, the man said in a low voice, "I'm not here to buy magical artifacts, but to sell treasures."

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe's expression darkened.

He has been in Sanxiufang City, Guang'an Prefecture for so long, and he doesn't say that he meets such liars who come to the store to cheat every day, but it is not an exaggeration to meet them once in two or three days at the beginning.

It's just that as he opened the store longer and longer, these scammers seemed to know that this store was not easy to cheat, and gradually stopped coming here.

Unexpectedly, today, he encountered such a liar again.

Chen Xianhe immediately scolded: "Do you choose to go out by yourself, or let me call the Zhou family's law enforcement team?"

Hearing the Zhou family's law enforcement team, the panic in the middle-aged man's eyes flashed away.

"Forget it, forget it, don't forget it, the treasure map that has been handed down from my Shenjue Immortal Mansion can't be sold."

The middle-aged man muttered softly, turned around and wanted to leave.

"slow!"

Hearing the words Shenjue Xianfu, Chen Daoxuan's heart moved slightly, and he stopped the other party.