The back-wives who live here all have their own teams. The more people the better, the better it is. It is inevitable to form cliques. As long as they express their desire to make money in life, many people will come to be lobbyists and want to join them.

For such a gang leader, the more people you have, the better. With more people, it means that you can carry more goods and can become the first choice for merchants. The first element to strengthen the team is to attract people. If anyone wants to do this business, the gang leader will have to compete.

Long Qi restrained himself and deliberately restrained his muscles, but his life was so eye-catching and still attracted robberies.

Long Qi and Chen Zean secretly observed and picked a team that looked the closest to them. They successfully pulled two people. The group was very excited, especially after seeing Long Qi's physical condition, they were even more satisfied.

Fortunately, Chen Zean lived in the academy for many years and was almost knocked down by scholarly habits. Long Qi promised to help him more and never let him hinder him before successfully entering the team of the Back Mountain Guest.

After successfully marching in, Chen Ze'an's face turned dark and he whispered: "My master, I look weak, but I haven't lost my foundation."

He has been practicing archery secretly for many years to keep his body healthy, but he has become weaker in order to cater to Cheng Ansu. He is still discriminated against in the world of hard work. It is really unreasonable.

The two of them were wearing brown vests of a mountain-carrying guest and lived in a bust shop where coolies were staying. Their unshaven beards looked down and did not attract others' attention. Only Chen Zean really didn't look like a person who did rough work, so he also recognized it.

He said that he was a down-and-out scholar, but he had no choice but to follow his strong cousin to make a living. This reason turned his tender and tender hands over. As for Long Qi, he had already struggled in the escort agency and later regained his kung fu. It was really good.

The two brothers mingled in this simple residence, and relied on a can of burning knives to get together with the laborers. They found out that they were in the rise because of the increasing number of goods in the past, and they mainly did business with the people of Dongyue and Nanying.

The merchants in Dongyue wanted to send goods to the Beimo to trade and make money, but the business development of Dongyue was mainly concentrated in Jiangnan, Jiangnan, and the capital. No matter how bad it was, it was the Central Plains. It was far away from here and it was not cost-effective to bring artificially to it from afar.

So when the goods were escorted, they hired laborers to cross mountains and hills to deliver the goods. The people of Nanying were even far away, and they had to cross the sea. They were exhausted when they got here, and they had to cross mountains and hills and were willing to spend some money.

"Can you go, can you help the Beimo people transport the goods here again, and then make money from the Beimo people?" Chen Ze'an said: "Anyway, I have to make money, I can make money together."

A man in his forties who was smoking a dry tobacco shook his head and said, "I tell you, the people of Dongyue are uneven, some are generous and some are stingy, but the overall situation is OK. The people of Nanying are particularly polite, making you feel comfortable, but in fact they are very good."

"They have something to say and cannot tolerate us to freely play. We must obey their commands everywhere. Only the Beimo people are very cruel and do not want to let their goods be used by others. They only use their own people, and you know... "

"What do you know?" Chen Zean shrank there, looking like he had never seen the world before.

The man knocked on the cigarette pole and laughed: "The lives and diet of those people in the Beimo area are very different from ours. They are particularly strong and are tall and strong. If they don't do it well, that guy is bigger than ours, so it's better."

This kind of dirty joke is not surprising among men. Long Qi and Chen Ze'an are both people who have eaten meat, and their faces remain unchanged. This makes these people feel close to each other, especially this scholar-like person who doesn't dislike them for being rude and has a more favorable impression.

"It's one thing they can move by themselves, but another thing. The Beimo people's eyes grew over their heads, and they wouldn't have a good face toward Dongyue and Nanying people. If it weren't for money, who would have been angry with them!"

If you don’t let others touch you, is it really arrogant or that the goods are not suitable for others to touch you. Long Qi scolded: "Bei Mo is a tough person and has a bad temperament. It’s better not to earn their money!"

"No, and we have seen it a long time ago. Their goods only go to Nanying. Every time they come, they connect with the people in Nanying. However, their people also have contacts with some officials from Dongyue. There are so many people here that they can see even if they are careful."

This is a bit of a source of origin. When they hand over goods with the people of Nanying, they had already known that some goods were provided by them and sold from Beimo to Nanying, and Nanying is one of the suppliers of Beimo's salt.

It is strange that people from Beimo interact with officials from Dongyue.

If Qin Feng was here, he would definitely say that he could not underestimate the people at the bottom, so he would tell the deliveryman and the courier that they were walking through the streets and alleys of the city, just like a living map, and some information that could not be searched on their mobile phones would be known.

The status of these back-behind guests is too low and easy to be ignored, but they have more people, more people, and more ears and ears. What they hear and see are only spread in the lower circles, and are not known to everyone.

Chen Ze'an smiled in his heart - the people in Beimo and the people in Dongyue secretly colluded, and this was a bribe.

As soon as we arrived, we heard a big news. The two of us sang together and even asked the name of the official who frequently interacted with the Beimo merchant. His surname was Sun and his name was Xian!

A few days later, they received a batch of jobs, and a batch of salt transported from Nanying was to be delivered to the Beimo area. The head of their gang grabbed the job. In order to save time, they had to set out before the sun came out.

The two of them were inconspicuous in the back mountain passengers. They each had a special back basket. This back basket could hold a lot of goods and could use the power of their shoulders. However, you must be careful about the center of gravity when climbing the mountain. I heard from the gang that there were also unlucky people who slipped down the cliff after they failed.

Chen Ze'an plays the weak. Long Qi snatched some of the goods from his backpack and put them in his backpack. He was about to leave when a military official who had checked his identity came over. This place was always under the jurisdiction of the East Vietnamese, and the garrison was also the East Vietnamese army.

Seeing that Long Qi's expression changed slightly, the gang leader said, "Don't panic, it's just a routine check."

"Can you want to check the goods?" Long Qi asked.

"Yes, I'm afraid of having private goods in it. If the goods enter Wang'anshan, I have to declare them. I will check them according to the declared goods list and quantity. If there is any violation, this goods will be detained. People who really do business will not do anything randomly."

While the gang leader was talking, the military master who had checked had already come. The leader of the Nanying merchants came forward with a smile and handed over the declaration documents and identity certificates. Long Qi felt that someone was looking at them, as if he was thinking about something.

The sun was rising and the surroundings suddenly lit up. Long Qi glanced over and suddenly his eyes flashed. While everyone was unprepared, he quietly retreated to the side. Chen Ze'an, who was alert, understood and covered him.

The crowd suddenly surged, and the gang waved his arms in front and said, "Set off!"
Chapter completed!