Chapter 13: Shangling 2

Chapter 13: Shang Ling (II)

Zhang Shen rode into Shangling.

The strong human spirit came to his face, and the noise of his ears gave him the illusion of returning to the real earth's vegetable market.

Although the pedestrians on the street did not reach the terrible density of shoulder-to-shoulder, and the Qing Dynasty did not have the habit of driving in both directions. Zhang Zan looked over and couldn't help but feel numb scalp.

There is no doubt that Shangling's transportation system is very developed. Zhang Shen has a high advantage and finds that there are roads in all directions, which can be said to be quite convenient.

However, because of this, Zhang Shen felt a headache even more.

"I'll go, do I have to hire a guide?" Zhang Shen couldn't help complaining.

For good, the legendary "human-shaped navigation" in a big city in different world really arrived in time, saving a tall man who came with "great ambition" to save the world in danger...

Zhang looked around with a tangled expression, and almost wrote the word "Rookie" on his face. He was soon seen by those sharp-eyed children, one of whom was even lighter and fast. The eel usually drilled around in the crowd and immediately appeared in front of Zhang.

Wang Cai's unusually tall and majestic posture is still quite oppressive. The child originally wanted to lean over, but Wang Cai's fierce eyes and a loud nose successfully forced him back...

The children look about ten years old. Although they are very simple and worn, they are quite neat and tidy, which inevitably makes people feel good.

Seeing the children's eyes sweeping at Wang Cai's thick hooves like steel from time to time, Zhang Shen smiled and said with his thoughts to appease Wang Cai: "Brother, don't be afraid. My Wang Cai is very docile and never hurts people."

"Sir, your horse is really amazing. I have never seen such a handsome horse in my life!" The child flattered decisively, but muttered in his heart: Of course, it doesn't hurt anyone. You beast will die.

A lifetime? Zhang Shen laughed dumbly: "I don't know what to call Zhang Shen?"

"You're welcome, Mr. Zhang." The children are still relatively well-positioned in etiquette. They bowed and said, "The little nickname is not worth mentioning. Just call me Xiao Lizi."

Xiao Li Zi... opened the corners of his mouth and twitched: "Xiao Li... Zi, did you come here to lead the way for me?"

"Yes, yes... I don't know where Mr. Zhang is going? The little one grew up in Shangling. It's not our boast. The road of Shangling City, the small door is clear, and you can find it with your eyes closed. While secretly remorsing himself, Xiao Li almost forgot that he had to remind guests and quickly turned his mind and recalled Shang Ling's map again.

"Zhenbao Pavilion, do you know?" Zhang Shen will always report his location.

Little Li was stunned, and the Shangling map that was about to take shape again in his mind suddenly collapsed, with a stunned face.

"Don't you know?" Zhang Shen couldn't help slandering the guys on Feixian Peak that were unreliable.

"No, no! Yes, how can I not know?" Xiao Li waved his hand repeatedly, and his expression was still a little strange. Mr. Li, do you know Xiao Kunlun?

"I don't know, what's wrong?"

Little plum was completely speechless: "Did you see that big tree?"

Zhang Shen looked in the direction he pointed, and it was the giant tree with twelve branches.

"You mean, that's Xiao Kunlun, and the Treasure Pavilion is on the tree?" Zhang Shenming came over and couldn't help cursing his father in his heart. Previously, I thought that the Treasure Pavilion was a small dark room, but now it is entangled. If you go in such a magnificent place, you are likely to be known...

Little Kunlun, twelve branches, which clearly correspond to the twelve days of Kunlun. In addition, the location of the Feixianfeng Treasure Pavilion, obviously, the buildings on each branch correspond to the corresponding Kunlun peak vein.

If you come into contact with the people of Zhenbao Pavilion, how can you fight for the Zhang clan?

Zhang Shen thinks that he is not a political ** person, but even idiots know that at this time, the nerves of the top 50 surnames are absolutely tense to the extreme, and a little wind and grass may turn into an unmanageable situation.

Do you enter the Treasure Pavilion at this moment? Then go to the Zhang family?

Is Kunlun, who has always been neutral, officially interfered in the affairs of the Qing Dynasty in 12 days?

Zhang Shen is unwilling to bring trouble to Feixianfeng, although the latter may not care.

"Forget it, I'm also a little tired after a long journey. Let's visit the Treasure Pavilion tomorrow."

After a while, the two came to a seemingly classy inn. Unsurprisingly, it's Yuelai Inn again...

According to Xiaoli, Yuelai Inn is one of the largest, safest and best-service inns in Qing Dynasty.

was sent to the place, and Zhang Shen gave Xiao Li several times the "navigation fee" very boldly.

"by the way, I just noticed that there are not only many people, but also seem to be divided into different groups, and there seems to be a competitive relationship between you. Why, are you still a big organization?" Finally, Zhang Shen asked casually.

Little Li nodded: "Yes, we are from SF Express. In addition to us, we are also from China Merchants, Shentong and so on."

"My biggest dream is to be promoted to a courier who delivers all kinds of things to the big family." Speaking of his dream, Xiao Li's eyes shattered, and his whole body exuded an amazing and powerful momentum.

Zhang Shen:......

"Well, when I didn't ask."

...............fen............ge............xian.........

More than ten days before the official convening of the Danhui, Zhang Shen was not in a hurry at all. After opening the most luxurious room for himself in Yuelai Inn, he decisively lay down and rested for a while. I'm really a little tired after running around for days.

The sunset glow began to shine and was soon covered by the night.

Shangling's night is very lively, not inferior to the real metropolis of the earth, and even more noisy. After all, there is no TV network these days. People who don't want to go to bed early have nothing to do but go out to the night market and chat with neighbors.

Xiao Li ended the day's hard work and simply bought a steamed bun and ate it with cold water. This is dinner.

He quickly walked to SF Express, where they paid every day.

Although he got a generous tip from Zhang, Xiao Li was still excited to think that he could get today's wages immediately.

When he arrived, all his friends had arrived. Xiao Li has always been the latest and most diligent one to work.

The person in charge with a small beard looked at the little plum who arrived breathlessly with satisfaction, and then ordered the people next to him to start distributing wages.

Although there are not many 20 copper coins that Xiao Li has played with, it is enough to survive in Shangling.

"Well, let's talk about it. Have you met any unusual people today? As usual, as long as it can be verified, ten copper plates and one. The eight-character beard lay on the master's chair in a comfortable posture and said lazily.

Several institutions such as SF Commercial Bank and Shentong Commercial Bank not only undertake express delivery, navigation and other businesses, but also collect intelligence for their real purpose and profits.

For example, the SF Express Company served by Xiao Lizi faces more than a dozen of the top 50 surnames.

With the help of the nine-rate (non-depreciative) figures in Shangling, these businesses collect the bits and pieces that occur in all corners of Shangling, and then the special personnel are responsible for sorting, confirming, tracking and reporting. Through a whole set of processes, Shangling's affairs are compiled into a book and sold to the major clans surnames.

Although the 50 surnames also have their own sources of information, since major businesses can develop to today, they naturally have their own unique places.

Little plum came to the side of a large table with several yellow papers and pen and ink on it.

The top piece of paper is written with two large characters "Li Hua", which is the name of Xiao Lizi.

Li Hua silently recalled today's trip, picked up a pen, dipped it in the rough inkstone, dipped it in poor quality ink, and began to write down several people he met who felt that he needed attention one by one.

His strokes have no rules and structures, but they are correct and clear at a glance.

"The son surnamed Zhang, 234 years old, tall horse, black hoof and white mane, inquired about the Treasure Pavilion, and stayed in Yuelai Inn." Li Hua finally briefly described Zhang Shen's information, thought about it, and added a few words, "dinary people with different temperament."

Zhang Shen naturally didn't know what happened in SF Express, let alone that the clever little plum was actually a legendary intelligence officer, and he also wrote down and handed himself in.

However, even if you know it, you just have to laugh.

Lying in ** for more than an hour, Zhang Shen got up lazily, took a shower, changed clothes, and suddenly felt refreshed.

Food is the first necessity of the people.

As a foodie, and you don't have to worry about being a foodie, you should give this to the extreme.

Zhang Shen decisively ordered all the dishes in Yuelai Inn, and sent a few pots of good tea to his room. It took him three hours to eat them all into his stomach.

"It tastes good. This is what I will reward you." In Xiao Er's surprised and strange eyes, Zhang Shen picked his teeth with a toothpick and threw out a silver cake.

Xiao Er's face suddenly smiled brightly**: "Son, do you have any other instructions?"

"I want to go out for a walk. Is there any good place to go?"

"Oh, son, you really asked the right person... Shangling three night markets in the east, west and south..."

In a burst of Balabala in the second store, Zhang Shen had a deeper understanding of Shang Ling's prosperity.

Shangling has no night ban. In order to make more money, large and small merchants work several shifts a day. The three big markets are brightly lit day and night, and they have never rested, especially at night, which is more lively.

"There are several places that are especially suitable for romantic people like you." In the end, Xiao Er squeezed his eyes obscenely and looked yearning.

"Yihongyuan, Wanhua Building, Qunfang Pavilion, Zhenxiang Club... and so on, hey, you know."

Zhang Shen:......

We are a good man with a beautiful wife. How can we linger in the place of fireworks... How can we go?

[PS: I have to go to the hospital to hang water again. The next day is also the last day. I hope I can recover, otherwise it will be really tragic! 500 at a time, I can't stand it!]