Pi Dingtian headed north all the way. Whenever he arrived at a city, he would take out Huoliliu's token, find the local spies, issue instructions to them, and strive to find an alien.￥f, along the way, he did not dare to delay too much, and after conveying the instructions, he would leave immediately.

Pi Dingtian has a very high cultivation level. Although he is just a deacon on Huoliliu, his cultivation level is definitely one of the best in the mortal world of Yuhu Planet. However, in order not to be too shocking, he drove his horse forward along the way. He traveled at least three hundred miles a day, and at most thousands of miles a day. Whenever he arrived at a place, in addition to contacting secret spies, he also had to do something to change horses.

After all, Pi Dingtian only has three years. If he cannot find the mysterious alien within three years, then he will be punished. He must find the approximate goal within two years and use the remaining one year to find the goal.

The Mok tribe in the Gujixing wasteland enters the city several times a year. Their purpose of entering the city is to repair weapons and exchange daily necessities with animal skins and bones. For the Mok tribe, there are only three most important daily necessities: iron, salt and tea. These three businesses are involved in the Wang Mansion, and it can be said to be the largest merchant in Guxing City.

When Wang Ziqi learned that Lu Cheng was going to see Mok, the leader of the Mok tribe in the Gujixing wasteland, he immediately ordered people to search for it. But Lu Cheng told him that Mok was exchanging salt at the Wang Mansion's trading company at this time.

"Mr. Lu, you have been in the Wang Mansion. How could you know Mok's whereabouts?" Wang Ziqi asked in surprise. If Lu Cheng knew that Mok had entered the city, he would not find it strange. But now Lu Cheng actually knew that Mok was in the Wang Mansion's business, that would be too strange.

"This is my little secret, and it cannot be known to outsiders." Lu Cheng smiled mysteriously.

"I asked Sun Jinfa to invite Mok in person." Wang Ziqi said that Sun Jinfa was able to understand his thoughts very well. With him taking action personally, he would definitely handle the matter very well.

"Thirty wolf skins, five tiger skins, and fifty rabbit skins, can only be exchanged for thirty kilograms of salt?" Mok was very upset at this time. He wanted to exchange some salt with the recent harvest of the tribe. But after looking for a few, the prices this year were all ridiculously low.

"The price this year is indeed a bit low, but this is because there are too many skins on the market. Your skins can only be exchanged for thirty kilograms of salt. No more than a kilogram." The shopkeeper of the shopkeeper shook his head like a wave. Most of the tribes on the Gujixing wasteland will come to Guxing City to exchange prey. They have already set the industry rules. The more the hunting season, the lower the price.

"Thirty kilograms of salt are not enough for our tribe to use for three months. The shopkeeper, can you give 60 kilograms of salt?" Mokko was about twice as high as the shopkeeper, but now for the sake of precious salt, he can only smile, which makes outsiders feel very funny when they see it.

"There is no way. If you want 60 kilograms of salt, you must get twice as much skin. Perhaps, add ten more tiger skins. Moreover, tiger skins cannot have other wounds." said the shopkeeper.

"That's impossible. Do you know how difficult it is to hunt a tiger? Don't say ten, even if you get five more, I can't take it out." Mok shook his head. Now the life of the tribe is relatively stable. With the water source, it attracts all the prey around it. Now the life of the Mok tribe is getting better and better, but the prices of iron tools, salt and tea have begun to rise. Even cloth has increased by 30%.

"Then there is nothing to do." The shopkeeper sighed. The price of these skins is naturally more than 30 kilograms of salt. But all Guxingcheng only gives such a price, so he can't break the industry rules.

"Are you Mok, the leader of the Mok tribe?" After Sun Jinfa arrived at the business, he saw Mok, who was very tall at first sight. He just heard Lu Cheng describe Mok's appearance and immediately concluded that this should be the person he was looking for.

"I am Mok. Who are you?" Mok has always only dealt with the shopkeepers of the city's business shops, and does not know Sun Jinfa, the housekeeper who is in charge of all the business in the Wang Mansion.

"I am Sun Jinfa, the housekeeper of the Wang Mansion. Your friend Lu Cheng is waiting for the big carriage in the mansion." Sun Jinfa said with a smile, but his heart was filled with storms. Lu Cheng is a human or a ghost? The Wang Mansion is at least seven or eight miles away from this business, and it is so far away. Lu Cheng can actually know that this is simply unimaginable.

"Lu Cheng? OK, I will go, but now I have to change the salt." Mok said with a smile, but he would not go to see Lu Cheng immediately. Although he had a good relationship with Lu Cheng, it is the most important to solve the salt problem in the tribe now. As the leader of the Mok tribe, he knew clearly which end was heavier and which end was less.

"Is this your skin? How much salt do you want to change?" Sun Jinfa looked at the neatly arranged piles of skins on the counter and asked.

"He wants to change 60 kilograms, but according to the current market conditions, he can only change 30 kilograms at most." The shopkeeper saw Sun Jinfa ask and said hurriedly. Sun Jinfa seemed very respectful in front of Wang Ziqi and Lu Cheng, but he is actually a powerful figure in the Wang family. The business of the Wang family is basically in the hands of Sun Jinfa.

"Give him three hundred kilograms of salt." Sun Jinfa glanced at the pile of skins, and the five tiger skins in the middle were particularly conspicuous. Not to mention three hundred kilograms of salt, even if it was just one tiger skin, it could be exchanged for three hundred kilograms of salt.

"Butler Sun, this... is probably inappropriate?" The shopkeeper was stunned. The Wang Mansion was the first family in Guxingcheng and was also the maker of various rules. If the Wang Mansion took the lead in violating the regulations, how could the Guxingcheng business be big in the future?

"These skins were only exchanged for thirty kilograms of salt, and the remaining 270 kilograms... were given by the head of the family." Sun Jinfa pondered, "Isn't it just 300 kilograms of salt? Even if it was exchanged for 3,000 kilograms, the Wang Mansion made a profit in this business. Besides, Mo Ke is also a friend of Lu Cheng, so he naturally dare not offend Lu Cheng's friend. And he also knew that Wang Ziqi would never blame him after learning about his decision.

"If this is the case, then there will be no problem." The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Sun Jinfa's mind was still moving quickly. He did not violate the regulations, but also allowed Mok to benefit and made his colleagues have nothing to say.

"Mok, can you go back to the Wang Mansion with me now to meet Mr. Lu?" Sun Jinfa asked with a smile. He really didn't take much attention to the tribal leaders in the Gujixing wasteland. In his opinion, these people were all barbarians, and they had not evolved yet, and they had the best of their conversations with them. But now Mok is Lu Cheng's friend, so he naturally could only treat him with courtesy.
Chapter completed!