"Brother Mo, you are really good here! not bad, not bad......"

In the golden corn field in the back mountain, Mr. Leng was gnawing on the golden corn, and at the same time picking a few from time to time and stuffing them towards the treasure bag. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This golden corn field has not yet turned halfway, and the amount of golden corn that has fallen into Mr. Leng's treasure bag is not ten baskets, but eight baskets.

Qin Mo was speechless beside him, looking at the panache on Mr. Leng's body, the robe made of silkworm jade silk, the boots carved from wind spirit cork, and a jade belt with luminous beads tied around his waist, which can be described as extremely luxurious.

This style, not to mention that the Thousand Yuan Sect can't take it out at all, even if it searches the inventory of the major sects in the main city of Xiling, it may not be able to match a set.

Coupled with Mr. Leng's outstanding bearing, he is really extraordinary and a natural nobleman.

However, such an extraordinary person, like a robber, entered the mountain behind Bingyan Peak, took a little in the east and a little in the west, and wanted to move everything here.

Now, Qin Mocai deeply sighed that Mr. Leng is worthy of being a high-level of Jubaozhai, and he is born with the essence of a profiteer.

"Mr. Leng, if you pick it again, the whole cornfield will be finished for you. Seeing that Mr. Leng had no intention of stopping, Qin Mo finally couldn't bear it anymore and reminded him like this.

Hearing this, Mr. Leng stopped and said with a smile on his face: "It's rare! It's so rare to see such a golden corn field, I can't help it, Brother Mo, don't be surprised!"

As he spoke, Mr. Leng pulled off two more corns and ate them as he walked, and then walked out of the cornfield satisfied.

Coming out of the golden corn field, passing by the hot spring, and feeling the rich earthly air in the air, Mr. Leng squinted his eyes, his face was intoxicated, and he could hardly walk.

"Treasure land! such a treasure land, if it is built well, it is not much better than the cultivation land of the four-grade sect......

Mr. Leng sighed and admired, standing next to the hot spring, hesitated for a long time, but dispelled the idea of soaking in the hot spring.

Immediately, Qin Mo took Mr. Leng and sat down in the pavilion in the back mountain.

Next to them, the squirrel Xiaogang and the little white tiger were carrying a kettle and a plate of tea sets, and they jumped over and jumped onto the table to pour tea for Qin Mo and Mr. Leng.

During this period of time, these two little guys have become acquainted, and they are responsible for the cleaning of the back mountain together, but they are doing a good job, and the environment of the back mountain is very tidy.

Now, the appearance of Xiaogang and Fuji has also undergone great changes.

has been moistened by the treasure land of the back mountain, and the size of the squirrel Xiaogang is larger than before, about the size of half of Qin Mo's palm.

The little guy's forehead is a small pinch of white hair, which is very crystalline, which makes its appearance more and more agile, and the eyeballs seem to be able to fully understand people's speech.

As for the lame little white tiger Fuji, in the ruins of the Wind King's Palace, he devoured the prohibition around the golden turtle statue, and after this little thing woke up, a very magical change occurred on his body.

Whether it's strength, speed, or intelligence, Fuji has greatly improved, and this is only one aspect of the change.

The most important aspect is that this little guy's sense of smell for the formation pattern is incomparably keen, and from time to time, he will devour some of the formation patterns in the back mountain.

This kind of stealing food made Yincheng angry, and he punished this little thing several times.

However, putting aside the hatred of the fox clan towards the tiger clan, the other people in the back mountain are very fond of this little guy.

In the teacup, wisps of fragrance came out, Mr. Leng drank the fragrant tea, looked at the two psychic little guys, and couldn't help but be amazed.

In particular, hearing Qin Mo talk about the discovery of the treasure land in the back mountain, Mr. Leng was even more emotional.

"Treasure land is not to be found, it is said to be fate!Brother Mo, it can be seen from this incident that your luck is very deep!" Mr. Leng sighed.

Qin Mo smiled and didn't speak.

After drinking a cup of tea, Mr. Leng made it clear that the first purpose of his visit was to see the treasure land behind Bingyan Peak.

The situation in the back mountain was several times better than Mr. Leng expected, which made him feel unexpectedly surprised.

Immediately, Mr. Leng proposed various matters of cooperation, and prepared to let the shopkeeper Gong take charge of these.

"Open another firm?"

Qin Mo was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that Mr. Leng's purpose was to cooperate with him and open another firm.

Before, in the main city of Donglie, Mr. Leng mentioned that he cooperated with Qin Mo in his personal capacity.

Now it seems that Mr. Leng's intentions, or ambitions, are quite amazing.

"Mr. Leng, you are already a high-level of Jubao Zhai, and in my hunch, you may even be one of the core layers of this huge Chamber of Commerce. Why do you want to open another trading house?" Qin Mo frowned.

With the experience of his previous life, Qin Mo has some understanding of the operation of the trading house, of course, he is definitely not very expert.

However, Qin Mo knew that if Mr. Leng's status in Jubaozhai really reached such a high level, there was no need to open another trading house at all.

Mr. Leng smiled and said, "Brother Mo, it is one of my wishes to open another trading house. It's also a win-win deal for you, with all the benefits and no harm, so why bother digging into it?"

Qin Mo was stunned and didn't ask any more.

Subsequently, Mr. Leng talked about the various cooperation matters of the newly opened firm, and in order to enhance Qin Mo's confidence, he informed the firm that it had also found a strong ally, the famous Yuguan of Xiling Battle City.

"Feather Pavilion ......" A strange look appeared on Qin Mo's face.

"That's right. The whereabouts of Mr. Yu, the owner of the Feather Pavilion, have always been seen by the dragon, and the affairs of the Feather Pavilion are actually in charge of the shopkeeper Gong. Cooperate with our newly opened firm, I believe that Mr. Yu knows about it and will not refuse. ”

Mr. Leng smiled, "With a peerless powerhouse like Mr. Yu in charge, and a promising kendo genius like Brother Mo, the future of this business house has unlimited room for development." ”

Hearing these words, the corners of Qin Mo's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say. If Mr. Leng knew, Mr. Yu and himself were actually the same person, and I don't know what the expression would be.

Hakan ......

Only then did Qin Mo remember that the time he had left the Feather Pavilion had indeed been a little long, and he should go over and take a look.

was thinking about it, but seeing Mr. Leng's smile gradually shrinking, he lowered his voice and said: "Brother Mo, let's talk about it now, the second thing - the imperial capital recruitment list." ”

Hearing this, Qin Mo raised the corners of his eyebrows, and said in his heart, he still wanted to find an opportunity to probe Mr. Leng's tone, but he didn't expect him to be the first to mention it.

Qin Mo was also very straightforward, and said directly: "Mr. Leng, about this matter, I also just want to find you." Jubao Zhai should be able to get a place, I don't know what the conditions are?"

"Hey, you actually know that Jubao Zhai can get a quota...... Mr. Leng's starry eyes flashed, and he was rarely surprised.

Qin Mo smiled, silently, he was actually guessing.

Regarding the relevant matters related to the conscription of the imperial capital, the reason why Qin Mo knew something was also because in his previous life, an incident happened that made him remember it deeply.

In his previous life, Qin Mo went through many hardships and took refuge in the main city of Donglie, where he was besieged by foreign armies.

At that time, the Zhentian Kingdom had actually collapsed, and the rule of Emperor Luan was crumbling.

However, in the midst of that kind of war, the imperial capital still sent envoys to the main city of Donglie to recruit a group of talented warriors.

Moreover, such a call-up was also approved by the Donglie Legion.

On the day that that group of genius martial artists left, Qin Mo stood on a street and saw other forces from a distance, including the people of Jubaozhai.

It can be inferred from this that it should not be difficult to obtain a place with the power of Jubao Zhai.

"I've only heard about it, and I don't really know the purpose of the imperial capital's recruitment. If Mr. Leng knows more information, please let me know. Qin Mo said.

Mr. Leng nodded, and said in a voice instead: "This quota can indeed be obtained by our Jubao Zhai, but it is not a quota that belongs to the Zhentian Kingdom. It's a place in Jubao Zhai itself!"

Qin Mo's heart was shocked, and the meaning of Mr. Leng's words was intriguing.

That is to say, the quota recruited by the imperial capital is not unique to the Zhentian Kingdom, but also has other forces?

"What is the purpose of this quota?" Qin Mo asked the key he wanted to know the most.

Mr. Leng groaned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Mo, have you heard of Shantideva's tomb?"

Suddenly, Qin Mo's eyes widened, revealing a look like a ghost.