As soon as I entered the main hall of the city lord's mansion, a delicate figure came into my eyes, three thousand black hair was scattered behind my head, tied up with a blue hair ribbon, and a white dress was spotless, looking quite cold. The three water drop-shaped marks on the eyebrows shone in the sunlight outside the hall, adding a bit of fairy spirit, making people wonder what a peerless face under the veil.

It’s a pity that people are so beautiful!

Although he secretly complained in his heart, Li Qingxiao didn't dare to show any disrespect on his face. He walked respectfully to the new city lord, bowed and bowed and said, "Greetings to Master Ninglu."

The reason why I feel that Zuo Ninglu is mainly because as of September 2273, Dongjili, she still has to get two pounds in vain every month. This is a business that is ineffective. As long as the family still wants to continue doing business with Zijiange, these two pounds of second-grade spiritual wine must be given in vain.

However, Li Qingxiao still knew in his heart that he had somehow accepted Zuo Ninglu's favor. After all, if Zi Jiange really didn't want to buy Hua Ling Stone from him, there would be too many ways to do him.

"You are generous enough. You are in the mid-stage level of Qi training. You are not taking the position of deputy city lord and occupying that natural magic circle. You quickly practice foundation building and actually give up your seat to others."

Hearing Zuo Ninglu's voice, Li Qingxiao's expression was a little strange. How could this sound like a sense of concern? He was surprised and couldn't help but look up at Zuo Ninglu above. Although the face under the veil could not be seen clearly, the coldness in his eyes was already very obvious. Li Qingxiao's heart suddenly tightened and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look up again.

"Master is joking. The clan brother Qingjie is better than me, so he is more qualified to go there to practice. As for the position of deputy city lord, everyone should be the same. In the next few days, I have some opinions on the governance of Black Valley City. I would like to ask Master Ninglu!"

Hearing this, the cold air in Zuo Ninglu's eyes slightly dissipated, and she looked curious. With her disciple Li Biyu's trip to the Hui tribe, her understanding of Li's family was deeper than before.

This little Li family has gone from falling from the threshold of the foundation-building family before to becoming the first foundation-building family in the area of ​​Black Valley City. It was created by his apprentice Li Biyu, the young second brother Li Qingxiao, who succeeded as the patriarch.

Although Li's strength is no different from a little ant in front of Zijiange, for Zuo Ninglu, who has lived in the Ivory Tower of Lansha Island for a long time, this change is enough to amaze her. In addition, Li's ability to even get second-grade spiritual wine can inevitably make her, a person who is addicted to alcohol, feel even more interesting.

With such a family development history, Zuo Ninglu is still looking forward to Li Qingxiao's ability to manage Heigu City.

Thinking of Qiong Liuji, Zuo Geng's lips under the veil were gently pursed, and his expression immediately returned to normal.

"Since that's the case, you can tell me. The sect leader sent me to Heigu City to be the lord. I can't let the sect leader down. Now that the cultivators in the city are withering, if you have a good way to change the situation, I might as well go to the sect and ask for me."

Zijian Pavilion has offered nearly 10,000 disciples of the sect, and most of these disciples are scattered in the three cities of Lansha East Island. In addition to the true teachings, elites, and inner disciples can be on Feilai Peak at the sect's base, most of the other outer disciples are also practicing in the three cities.

So although the Zijiange family has great business, it actually requires a large amount of spirit stones to maintain the operation of the sect. The ability of Black Valley City to develop will still be of great benefit to Zijiange.

Li Qingxiao turned his hands and took out a small white stone from the ring, and then took a basin of water from outside.

"Does the city lord know that in Linjiang City, Li gave Zijian Pavilion tens of thousands of pounds of spiritual fish every month?"

Zuo Ninglu nodded and continued to listen to Li Qingxiao's following.

"After more than ten years ago, my Li family was in a turmoil. The time for the ancestor Li Yaowen was approaching, and the clan members were withering, and the clan income was even more difficult to support the monks of the clan. Fortunately, I accidentally discovered this thing."

After Li Qingxiao finished speaking, he threw the white stone in his hand into the basin of water.

The expression of left gloom, which was originally dull, suddenly rippled in his pupils.

After the white stone entered the basin, small bubbles appeared at the bottom of the water in the basin. After a moment, it condensed into a piece of ice the size of a fist.

He gently stretched out his hand to remove the ice in the basin. A trace of coldness came from his hand, and Zuo Ginlu immediately reacted.

"The spirit fish pond in Bayu Mountain in your family, as well as the ice cubes used to transport spirit fish, are they made of this kind of stone?"

Li Qingxiao nodded, a little scared at Zuo Ninglu's keenness. He didn't expect to have been to Bayu Mountain once last time, and the other party even remembered the Lingyu Pond.

"No wonder, I just said that if you Li doesn't have a cultivator of ice spirit roots, how could there be a steady stream of ice? It turns out that it is the effect of this stone!"

Speaking of this, Zuo Ninglu noticed Li Qingxiao's somewhat proud look and said with a little contempt: "It's a pity that this kind of ice can only condense for a short time. If the journey is too far, it is useless. It is too different from the ice made by the ice spirit root cultivator with spiritual power."

While talking, he saw that Li Qingxiao was still a little dissatisfied. A cold air in Zuo Ninglu's hand quietly condensed, sucking the water out of the basin. Soon a square piece of ice was condensed in the air on his palm, emitting some blue light under the projection of the sun.

Li Qingxiao reacted now. Ice Spirit Root Cultivator, isn’t this Master Condensation Dew just a purebred ice cube with no impurities in the other party’s hands. Just from the appearance, it was much better than the large lump of white saltpet condensed.

"A woman is a woman. What's the use of just being beautiful? It's just the same thing to use! Besides, I can do it with stones. Can you still make ice all day long?"

He complained in his heart, but Li Qingxiao still didn't dare to say it, and even flattered him at the right time.

"This ice is so cold and has an excellent texture. The city lord is really worthy of being the number one genius of Zijian Pavilion. It is indeed extraordinary!"

Zuo Ninglu felt somewhat comfortable when she heard this, but she did not forget the serious matter. He looked at Li Qingxiao's white saltpet and asked, "After all, there are too few cultivators in the ice spirit roots. If your saltpet is cheap, it is indeed useful, but what does this have to do with the development of Black Valley City?"

Li Qingxiao had already had a curiosity in his heart, and he adjusted his thoughts and asked: "Master, I wonder why the number of monks in Heigu City has always been at the bottom of the ten cities in Lansha Island."

"It goes without saying that Black Valley City is located in the middle of Lansha Island, surrounded by plains. Not to mention Wuling Mountain Miao Peak, even the wild monsters rarely come here to play, and there are very few cultivation resources. It is normal for monks not to come here."

"Yes, in short, Black Valley City itself does not have any advantage in attracting monks.

Tianhuo City is connected to the west of Lianyun Mountains, with countless rare spiritual fruits in the mountains, and countless top-grade spiritual medicines, which gave birth to a family of alchemy. Liuyun City under the rule of Zijian Pavilion in Dongdao also has the largest spiritual mine in Lansha Island, which in turn gave birth to the booming development of the weapon refining industry.

After closer inspection, the ten cities in Lansha Island have more or less their own special industries, but Black Valley City has no advantage in itself. If it weren't for the discovery of a ninth-level spiritual vein here, there wouldn't even be a city here."

"But what if we can create a unique advantage for Black Valley City?"

Speaking of the shortcomings of Black Valley City, it was just one after another, and it couldn't be finished after a few days or nights. However, when Li Qingxiao got here, the topic of the conversation suddenly changed, which made Zuo Ninglu feel unresponsive.

"What's the meaning?"

Li Qingxiao picked up the ice cubes that had just condensed into white saltpeter, his eyes lit up slightly, and said, "On Lansha Island, except for the whale falling by water and the two cities of Linhe, the other seven cities, the price of high-end fresh spirit fish is at least 28 spirit stones per catty. Why is that?"

It goes without saying that these spirit fish have not yet cultivated their demonic power and need an extremely low water temperature environment to survive. The only ice spirit root cultivators can be manufactured in large quantities in tropical environments like Lansha Island. However, alien spirit root cultivators are hard to find, and they still want ice spirit root cultivators, and they are even looking for needles in a haystack.

Of course, Zuo Ninglu is just one, but she wants her to be a good master of the fake Dan Realm to make ice and sell fish? How many of Li Qingxiao dare to insult her like this?

Supply determines price, which is an eternal truth.

Looking at the white saltpeter on Li Qingxiao's hand, Zuo Ginlu immediately reacted, and suddenly understood Li Qingxiao's words, and his eyes lit up.

"You mean, use this cheap saltpeter to reduce the price of fresh spiritual fish, and use low-priced spiritual fish to attract outside monks?"

Li Qingxiao's eyes immediately showed a look of admiration, nodded, and shook his head again.

"Yes, this is what we need to do at the beginning! But, the greater benefit is at the back."

As he spoke, Li Qingxiao still pointed to saltpeter, his tone was already a little excited.

"The only thing we know about this kind of saltpeter is currently used in the entire Blue Sand Island! It is worthless at all, and it only costs ordinary gold and silver to acquire it.

In other words, if all the saltpeter on the Blue Sand Island is purchased and stored in Black Valley City, once other monks know that this saltpeter can be made ice and used to preserve fresh spiritual fish, the price of saltpeter will inevitably rise. At that time, we can lie down and make money by selling saltpeter alone!"

Hearing Li Qingxiao's words, Zuo Ning's eyes suddenly shook on his veil, spending gold and silver to exchange for the spiritual stones of the monk?

This is not just sitting and making money, it’s simply robbing money!

Furthermore, Zuo Ninglu was also secretly surprised by Li Qingxiao's ambition. He thought that his purpose was to reduce the price of spirit fish and attract monks to come. Unexpectedly, Li Qingxiao opened his mouth to buy all the saltpeter on the entire Lansha Island.

"That's right, according to your idea, you can make a steady profit without losing money, and you can even speculate on the price of saltpeter. If you buy saltpeter on the entire Blue Sand Island, do you Li have such a lot of financial resources?"

Although saltpeter is not valuable, it requires human resources to collect it. In addition, ordinary people can also use saltpeter, so the price is about five taels of gold per kilogram, and a ton of 10,000 taels of gold. According to a ratio of one hundred, it is only one hundred low-grade spirit stones, which sounds very cheap.

But Li Qingxiao's plan is to acquire saltpeter on the entire Lansha Island. The Lansha Island is 1,700 miles in a radius, and the total population is about 40 million. Even if everyone only sells ten kilograms, it will cost 20 million spirit stones, not to mention that the price of saltpeter will come up and everyone will go crazy to get it. I don't know how many spirit stones it will cost to collect.

Hearing this, Li Qingxiao's excitement disappeared a little, but she was not disappointed. Instead, she changed into a smiling face, quietly approached Zuo Ninglu, bowed her hand and said carefully: "The Li clan is in a small way, so there is no such financial resources, but... Zijian Pavilion is OK!"

Seeing Li Qingxiao's humble posture, Zuo Ninglu nodded.

This is the right attitude, otherwise you will always look calm and your wisdom will be suppressed by you.

The two of them had been discussing for more than an hour, and the Qiongliu on Li Qingxiao was blacked two pounds again, and then he walked out of the hall with a look of indulgence. He turned around one step and three times, and only after leaving, he dared to express his hatred expression.

"This old lady is not only a drunkard, but also a money-lover who has a bad heart. 80% or 80% of the partners are not as bad as you. If I have such a good idea, you can share 20% of it. It's too much, too much. You'll cheat me, right? Sooner or later, I'll let you spit it all out for me."
Chapter completed!