180. Come back, you can't die in Qing Dynasty
Night falls, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky.
In front of the Skies Tower, which was nearly midnight, there were traffic and pedestrians.
This was a rare scene in the era when "sunrise and sunset". Or in other words, except for some larger Qinlou Chu Pavilions, there are rarely such brightly lit areas in the middle of the night.
In just two months, this place has become the most prosperous area in the entire Guangzhou City, no doubt about it.
It has long been a consensus that businessmen must pay a visit to two major wharfs, Guangzhou Prefecture and Chongxiao Tower.
Wang Defa stood in the high attic, full of complacent intentions.
In the past two months, he has transformed from a dog-headed military advisor under a northern local bun to a great celebrity in this huge Guangzhou city. Even he himself may not be able to explain the magic of his experience clearly.
As the guest of the Duke Zun, those who had nodded and bowed and flattered before now all followed his leader. As the only "Haishi" that can be placed on the table, Chongxiao Tower has become the largest money tree in the eyes of the entire Southern Shopping Mall.
Shipping, purchasing, and exchanging information only requires a little "tea money", saving countless tricks.
In just two months, this huge money tree has woven a fine business network, and its development speed may be high and the high Emperor Qianlong was unexpected.
"Have you set off?"
Wang Defa did not turn around, but the servant who was standing bent behind him immediately came up to report:
"The great master just took his people away, which was a business task given by the court. I haven't been going to sea for half a year, so I'm afraid I can't come back. Before leaving, the great master told the building to try his best to find out about the master. If there is anything, go to the wife to discuss it. If it doesn't work, you can ask someone to send him a message..."
"Okay, you go down." Wang Defa didn't say anything, but just dusted his cuffs and signaled that the servant could leave.
He is an ambitious person, but not a fool. He knows that his ex-master is very sensitive, so he naturally won't do things that are taboo.
However, the young man who created such a big scene actually disappeared for two months was really puzzled.
If he had just married such a beautiful wife, he wouldn't hide at home every day.
As a result, this man was so happy that he was gone! Not only did he have no news from the prefect, but he even had no news from the mainland merchants, which had always been well-informed, and there was no news from him.
"Before leaving, I said I wanted to go back to Nanyang, but there were also many maritime merchants traveling to Nanyang..."
Thinking of these people who have never heard of a big shot like his master who is very good at a young age, Wang Defa felt that for his own life, this issue should not be investigated further.
When he thought of the outside world's speculation about his master's identity, he was frightened.
From the confidant of the Nine Gate Admiral Ordo, to the secret spies sent by the capital, and even the illegitimate son of that person...
The rumors are getting ridiculous, but no one can tell what this master is from.
On the contrary, judging from the recent letters of Wendie to Guangzhou Prefecture, the court’s “trust” in its own master is really extraordinary, and it is no wonder that speculation and rumors are spreading from outside.
Whether it’s really like that or hiding evil intentions, water always has its roots and trees, which is not unreasonable guess.
"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper..."
The servant who had just left ran back panted again.
"What's the matter in a hurry? Just say something if you have something, and let go if you have fart."
"Old... the master is back!" The servant looked excited. His ears were filled with the legendary figure's deeds during this period, but he didn't expect that he really met the real master today.
Wang Defa was also stunned when he heard this, and then his fat body knocked away the servant like an arrow, and rushed down from the stairs.
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Lu Xiao returned to the dungeon and did not choose to go home as soon as possible. He needed some time to understand the situation.
After all, there are still many things that are not clear, and it takes time to think and digest.
"Even the warning that the real world information cannot be leaked is gone. This copy is really private enough. But what the hell is this timeline crash? Is this a very reasonable warning? Why do I feel like he is hinting at what?"
Lu Xiao looked at the chill that was completely different from when he entered the dungeon, and saw a full sense of malice from it.
"These three words "unpredictable" are really full of curiosity. I feel sorry for the audience if I don't try it."
Lu Xiao muttered, while finding a tea stall on the street to sit down and open the inventory.
"Oh, the things are still there. It seems that the admission fee has been solved. I have been doing it for a long time and I am a personal backpacker. I have been traveling with goods for 10,000 yuan a time travel, and I am still wearing your Qing Dynasty..."
It is a good phenomenon to bring things in. In the short term, it means that he can be a hardworking porter and get things in from other copies. Later, he can bring things out. Although there are definitely very few that can carry out copies, it is also an output.
This backpack is a little smaller, and there are not many things to carry, and the toll of 10,000 yuan at a time must be paid, and there is no discount.
"This rebellion cost is a bit high!"
Lu Xiao scratched his head, asked for a bowl of tea and drank it. He also asked the tea stall owner which year and month it was today.
It turns out that the time flow rate of his time after leaving this time copy is synchronized with the outside, which is almost equivalent to the synchronization and parallelism of the two worlds.
"If you do this, you may not be able to make a big rebellion cause successful, and I will live to the end. Do you really have to form a group? Crowdfunding? But I heard that a group of people had formed hundreds of people to travel through time, and it took decades to get some results. Who has the time to change to a broken copy?"
"It seems that it is not realistic to start from scratch in another world farming journey. You can't die in a short time."
Chapter completed!