Mortal, marry the old demon's sister and build an immortal family

Chapter 11: Forming a caravan! (Please read and recommend)
The next day.

In the main hall, Ye Xiaotian expressed his idea of ​​forming a caravan.

He had decided on his direction, which was to engage in business such as leather and medicinal materials.

You must know that within a radius of 100 miles, although some peddlers would collect some furs, medicinal herbs and the like when they went to the countryside and sell them in towns and cities to make a profit from the difference.

But there is not a single company that has really succeeded in this business.

It just so happened that Ye Xiaotian could buy a pharmacy in Qingshan Town and hire a few doctors to use it as a cover.

The world is not peaceful now. On the mountain roads, tigers and black bears may occasionally pass by. If you go in a group, there is strength in numbers. Besides, they are all mountain people and have experience, so they will not be afraid of these beasts.

But if you are traveling alone, you can only wish for the best.

After hearing Ye Xiaotian's idea, Han's father and mother looked at each other and then said, "Xiaotian, your mother and I have been working on the farm all our lives and have no experience in this area. However, since you want to form a caravan, we still support you."

"In just a few years, you have been able to accumulate such a huge fortune, which is enough to prove that you are not a reckless person."

"Since you have made up your mind, just go for it. It just so happens that your eldest brother has also bought a medicine shop in town. You can ask him to be the shopkeeper. After all, the shopkeeper of this medicine shop can read and write. If you train the next generation carefully, maybe he can become a scholar. It is better than having your descendants work as ironworkers for their whole lives."

"Besides, you can feel at ease using it if it's your own family, right?" Father Han looked at Ye Xiaotian and said in a negotiating tone.

In the past, Han’s father could make the decision alone, but now, Ye Xiaotian is no longer the same person.

As the father-in-law, he can have such a stable life only because of Ye Xiaotian.

He considered his words carefully before speaking, for the purpose of finding a brighter future for his eldest son.

"Don't worry, Dad. Even if you didn't say it, I had this intention. How could I not trust you, big brother?" Ye Xiaotian smiled. Anyway, the pharmacy was just a cover. He didn't expect him to make money. It didn't matter who managed it. It was insignificant.

"In that case, Xiaotian, as your father-in-law, I would like to thank you on behalf of my disappointing eldest son." After seeing Ye Xiaotian agree, Han's father breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will go to the village chief now to organize a caravan. As for candidates, the hunters in our Hanjia Village are good. We know them well. Besides, their families are here too. If they have any ulterior motives, they can escape the temple."

At this point, a shrewd look flashed in Han's father's dim eyes: "Unless they can abandon their wives and children, however, such beasts are destined to be slain by the Heavenly Blade and punished by Heaven. They have done something against their conscience and will never be well no matter where they go."

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaotian agreed a few times, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart.

Han's father has been doing farm work all his life and is an honest man. He is not surprised at all that he thinks this way.

Little did he know that in such a world, those guys who he called "being slain by the sword of heaven" and "being punished by heaven" would be able to fare better.

Let alone the foundation-building pill, any cultivator who can cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refining, whose hands don’t have blood on them?
The Tiannan cultivation world is short of resources. How can one improve his cultivation without intrigue, fighting and snatching?
Is it by meditating every day and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?
If this is the case, even after practicing for 60 years, Ye Xiaotian might not be able to reach the thirteenth level of Qi Refining.

this is the truth.

The cruel world of cultivating immortals forces the cultivators to do this.

Hanjia Village was not big to begin with. In a short while, the news that Master Ye was going to form a caravan spread throughout the village. "Have you heard? Master Ye from our village is going to form a caravan."

"I heard that they give one tael of silver a month."

"What? If I give him one ounce of silver a month, wouldn't that be twelve ounces of silver a year?"

"So, if we work hard for two or three years, we can find a decent wife for our kid?"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! I heard that they are only recruiting a dozen people. If you go too late, there will be no place for us."

"Humph, what's the point of running fast? I'm the man who killed Hei Xia Zi. If Master Ye doesn't choose me, who can I choose?"

A group of hunters in the village, who considered themselves strong and healthy, flocked to the Ye family's house.

Inside the bluestone courtyard, Ye Xiaotian sat on a big chair. There was a small table next to him. A cup of tea and a melon seed dessert were placed on the table. They had been waiting for him for a long time. He took a sip and felt very comfortable.

Not long after, an old man accompanied by Han's father stepped into the courtyard first. When Ye Xiaotian saw the person coming, he was about to stand up to greet him, but his tongue was half stuck out and he couldn't do anything.

Unexpectedly, the village chief reacted faster than him. He bent his already hunched body even lower, stood at the bottom of the bluestone steps, and said respectfully: "Little old man, I meet Master Ye."

"Please stand up quickly, old village chief. As an elder, you should greet the younger generation first." As a modern man, Ye Xiaotian couldn't bear it in his heart that an old man in his sixties with a cane bowed to him.

After Ye Xiaotian helped the old village chief up the stairs, he ordered the servant beside him to bring another chair so that he and his family could sit on the bluestone steps together.

As the head of a village, his deterrent power in a small place like Hanjia Village is still very strong.

The imperial power does not extend below the county level, so never underestimate a village chief. In a clan society, if a woman in Hanjia Village cheated on someone, he could directly order her to be thrown into a pig cage.

Regardless of whether it was a wrongful killing or not, it was reasonable and legal, and even the government could not interfere.

Of course, all this was based on the fact that the old village chief was very aware of the current situation and did not take advantage of his seniority. If he dared to interfere in this matter, Ye Xiaotian would not mind sending him to the west as soon as possible.

Next, with the old village chief as a guarantor, all the strong and healthy hunters in Hanjia Village walked into the courtyard.

"We'd like to meet Old Master Han, the old lady, Mr. Ye, and Mrs. Ye." The group followed the village chief's instructions and bowed as soon as they entered the door, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

"Hey! What are you doing? We have been fellow villagers for life, why are there so many rules?" Ye Xiaotian accepted the villagers' gift calmly, but Han's father and mother were a little nervous and not quite used to it.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaotian did not say anything. Instead, he looked at the people in the courtyard, nodded and said, "We are all from Hanjia Village and know each other well. I plan to form a caravan to collect furs, medicinal herbs and the like within a hundred miles, and then sell them in Qingshan Town to earn the difference."

"As we all know, the roads connecting the villages within a hundred miles are all mountainous, so dangers are inevitable. So, have any of you ever hunted tigers or brown bears or encountered them?"

"If you know, please step out and select one caravan leader and one deputy leader. The caravan leader will get an extra six coins of silver per month, and the deputy leader will get an extra three coins of silver per month."

(End of this chapter)