Chapter 364: Fame Becomes More

The next day, Ning Wuxie returned to Qingluo Town with his wife and children.

Qingluo Town seemed to be normal, no different from yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday.

But when there was a knock on the door, Ning Wuxie's slightly uneasy heart was immediately put down.

The person who came was not a cultivator, but a mortal.

That meant that his plan had worked.

Ning Wuxie opened the gate and saw an old man he had never seen before, about fifty years old, wearing a decent robe, holding a basket of eggs in his hand.

"Uncle, you are..."

"Brother Lin, my name is Lin Donghai, I live in the west of the town. Speaking of which, we are still relatives, hehe..."

The old man squeezed out a flattering smile and held the eggs in front of him.

"Uncle Lin, is there something you need from me?"

"Nothing, nothing, the hens at home have laid eggs recently, and I thought of sending you some..."

"Uncle, just speak your mind."

"Well, then... I'll speak my mind, to be honest, I opened a mountain goods store in the west of the town, and the customers are all big shots in Donglizhou, and they are very generous. I was thinking..."

"Uncle Lin, I have promised Uncle Tian that I will only supply him."

"Hey," Lin Donghai suddenly became anxious, "This... the market is all fair competition, and it's not impossible to change it after I promised him, right? So, I'll give you... 20% more."

"Uncle Lin, please go back."

"30%! 35%! 45% is fine, right!"

Ning Wuxie politely refused him and sent him away, closing the gate.

Just after taking two steps back, the door was knocked again.

He turned back again, and this time it was a young man who looked younger than him.

"Brother Lin, this is the ginseng wine that my family has been brewing for 20 years. Take it. It's good for your health..."

The people who came this time didn't say anything about business. They were just trying to get close to him and flatter him, as if they wanted to give him the wine for free.

But Ning Wuxie knew that free things were the most expensive.

These people wanted to get close to him and let him take them to the mountains.

What mountains to run? He had been wandering around in Dongli Mountain, finding a place where no one was, entering a small world, and then bringing things out.

If he really ran mountains, he wouldn't know the goods as well as those who flattered him.

The next day, Ning Wuxie's door kept being knocked on. There were all kinds of people. Some even brought their fifteen or sixteen-year-old daughters to give to Ning Wuxie as second wives. Ning Wuxie quickly drove them away for fear that Xuan'er would see them.

He didn't receive any of them, and didn't accept any gifts. Only when Lao Tian and Tian Shuisheng came, he was invited into the yard and talked with them.

This was also a statement to the outside world: he, Lin Mo, would not accept disciples, bring people, or supply other shops.

This move will certainly attract the attention of most people, but Lin Mo doesn't care.

It's all in his plan.

In the evening, Feng Hu came.

Lin Mo opened the door and saw Feng Hu standing at the door with his hands stuck in his sleeves, looking at him with an unhappy face.

"Brother Hu." Ning Wuxie smiled, "I've been waiting for you for a day. How are the goods selling?"

"It's sold." Feng Hu was careless and unhappy, as if Ning Wuxie owed him money. His attitude was completely different from before.

"That's good, then my money..."

"Here you go!" Feng Hu took out a small silver ingot from his sleeve and slapped it into Ning Wuxie's hand.

"Why is it just this little? Is it seven taels?" Ning Wuxie was surprised.

Feng Hu snorted coldly, staring at the sky, "Six and a half taels!"

"Why is there only so little?"

"What do you mean? You ask me?!" Feng Hu turned the tables and shouted with his neck stiff, "What grade is your batch of goods, don't you know it yourself?"

"My mountain ginseng, such a big one..."

"It's only six and a half taels, take it or not."

"..."

Feng Hu turned around and left without caring about Lin Mo's reaction.

"What about my basket?"

"What?" Feng Hu stopped, his eyes surprised.

"I still have a shoulder pole and two baskets..."

"It's rotten! Throw it away!"

Feng Hu waved his hand impatiently and walked away.

Ning Wuxie was silent, closed the door and went back to the yard.

Feng Hu cheated him out of at least ten taels of silver.

But so what, Ning Wuxie never lacked money to spend, and there was as much as he wanted in his small world.

The first thing he planned finally came to an end, and then he would continue to wait.

If there was a problem, he would have to flee immediately.

But it is highly likely that nothing will happen.

After all, I have been here for more than half a year, and in a mortal town, such a sensational thing is just like a small stone thrown into the water, which can't cause much ripples.

Just like whose widow is in love with which man, whose man wants to divorce his wife, whose son is in trouble outside.

Dongli Mountain is very big, and even if there are a hundred more capable mountain runners like Lin Mo, they will not be eaten up. Lin Mo can pick good things, which is his secret to support his family, and it is normal not to tell outsiders.

The most memorable point of the whole thing is that everyone blocked Feng Hu in the old field shop and scolded him, and this was just a very common small conflict, and the participants were all mortals.

However, the name Lin Mo, this person, and this family began to be remembered by most people.

One month, and then another month, it is time to take the next step.

At the moment, what will Lin Mo, a capable man who just came back from Wanghai Town and was noticed by many colleagues, do?

He will stop running in the mountains for a while to prevent being followed.

He will drink with Lao Tian and get along well with him, asking him to use his connections and prestige to look after him.

Ning Wuxie did all this, and even had dinner with several other runners under Lao Tian's name. They discussed whether to catch Feng Hu and teach him a lesson, but Lin Mo dissuaded them, saying that it was better to do less than more... just like a real honest and responsible family man.

And at night, he took Xuan'er and Chen'er back to the small world to enjoy life.

In the Qinzheng Hall.

Chongjue looked at a drawing in front of him, on which was drawn an object with two pieces of cloth and a triangular thing with ink lines.

"What is this?"

"This is underwear."

"Underwear? Is this something to be worn?"

"Exactly, find a few girls who are good at sewing to make it."

"Why does the prince want to wear this kind of thing..."

"Not for me! It's for Xuan'er!"

"For the queen?! Then... then this object is..." Chongjue pointed at the clothes with two round pieces in surprise.

"Yes, it's for holding that thing."

"Then this triangle..."

"It's a modified version of panties."

Chongjue blushed immediately. Even though she came from the Dark Moon Kingdom, where people were more open-minded, she had never seen such clothes.

Those two cloth bags...are too obscene! Triangular panties? ! Can they cover the buttocks?

"Is Wang Jun going to...make it for the queen?" Chongjue blushed and looked at Ning Wuxie, thinking that Wang Jun and his wife were just playing around.

"Of course, are you willing to wear it?"

"Of course I don't want to!"

"Go down and study it. I can't describe it to you. Tell me when you're done, and I'll let Xuan'er measure the size."

"...As you wish."

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