Return of Mount Hua Sect

Chapter 606

To do that, you have to be sure (1)

“Hmm.”

A heavy voice came out from the lips of Tang Gunak as he read the book.

After reading the not-so-long content over and over again, he quickly smiled and nodded.

“It happened in the end.”

The party group, who had been quietly guarding the front, looked at that expression and held up the accusation.

It was Tanggunak who did not show a smile no matter what. This was especially the case within the party.

Of course, the weight of Gaju suppresses emotions, but the reaction that Tanggunak shows every time they hear the news of the volcano is definitely different.

“I knew that the volcano was stronger than the world knew, but I didn’t know that it would subdue the large annex without any damage.”

Dangpae is one of those who know the skills of the Volcano God Dragon and the power of volcanoes better than anyone. But this time, Hwasan's performance surprised even him.

So, how big of a shock were those who didn't know about volcanoes?

“You have to do that. That way, you don't even know that the world is changing, and you don't know that the old file room guys who were still quietly guarding my barn have a fire at their feet."

It was hard to hold back the laughter when thinking of what the old file rooms must have looked like when they heard this news.

'Anyway, there is a side like a ghost.'

Consultation is not as great as you might think, and it's not as helpful as you might think. It's usually rather cumbersome, and it's a lot of work, but it's close to Aemuldanji, with nothing coming back.

However, that consultation is the basis of a faction that claims to be a faction. Just as if you are blinded by the splendid ascendant martial arts and neglect the basics, your skills will soon deteriorate.

There is a strange side to public sentiment, and in the end, we never lose sight of that fact.

“The old file room has a lot to say.”

"Yes. Perhaps it is. In fact, the subjugation of a large annex is something that is difficult for anyone other than a volcano to touch in the current river.”

“But that’s just an excuse.”

Tang Gunak quietly shook his head.

“There is no way people can change their minds over just one incident. The fact that this is a problem only proves that the old school has been neglecting what they should be doing.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“So, always keep that in mind.”

Tang Gunak's eyes darkened slightly.

“The moment you take for granted what you are enjoying as the loser of Sichuan, the downfall of the family will begin. You have to constantly think about what is holding all these things together.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

Seeing the party group nodding their head with a serious face, Tang Gunak smiled a little bitterly.

'In that sense, the Volcanic God Dragon is a very troublesome being.'

Whether it's calculations or senses, Iza like a ghost knows things that the other person might hate. And in between, they change their plans and do things that the other person can't expect.

As an ally, you can look at it happily, but if it were an enemy, it would have been like putting a heated stone in your stomach.

“Anyway, it became a topic of discussion sooner than I expected.”

Tang Gunak gently pressed his eyes.

He seemed to already know what he was going to say next.

“I have to hurry up a little.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Before the name of the volcano is obscured again in the minds of the people of the world, the Cheonwoo Meng must be launched.”

It was a light and calm voice.

But the weight of those words was never light.

“We should be ready, at least until the waves return to the volcano.”

“… … Wouldn’t it be too tight?”

“It will not be.”

"Yes? No matter how far from Hubei to Shaanxi, they are uninhabited. It wouldn't take a few days... … .”

Tang Gunak sighed lightly and said.

“There’s no way that volcanic divine dragon can simply return to the volcano from Daebyeolsan Mountain, right?”

“… … Ah."

“Obviously, I will do something else. He is that kind of person.”

“… … understand."

“You can install it however you want, and as soon as you return to the volcano, you will be asked why you are not ready yet. ok.”

Once upon a time, the party couldn't figure out whether my father liked or disliked the volcanic divine dragon.

Tang Gunak said with the same face as usual.

“I don’t want to hear anything you hate, so hurry up. How are the preparations going?”

“Most of the other preparations are done. However, there has been no answer to the question of whether they would like to join the Cheonwoomeng from the influential small and medium-sized factions around them.”

“Hurry up.”

“… … .”

As soon as the party party was about to say something, the party gunak raised his hand and hung up.

“I am not trying to convince you. it's to urge again. It doesn't matter what the answer is."

"Ah… … .”

“There will be no good answers anyway. Although they are those who cannot but be influenced by Sichuan, they cannot ignore the existing order of the old file rooms and the five generations.”

“It definitely felt like a stir.”

“So, whether you want to participate or not, just listen, and that’s it. They don't have to be with us since the opening. Just ask them to participate in the opening ceremony and shine.”

“That would be possible.”

“You better hurry.”

"Yes. Otherwise, you will have to listen to the nagging of the Volcano Divine Dragon.”

"okay. Move!”

"Yes!"

Seeing the party team running outside, the party army laughed.

'Nagging.'

The Four Heavenly Fathers in the world are in a situation where they have to run because they are afraid of the young master's nagging.

It's absurd the more I think about it, but the bigger problem was that I didn't really like the situation.

'I have to.'

Thanks to the existence of the Volcano God Dragon, it would be in a worse situation than this, compared to the old file room, which is shaking as if it swallowed a needle.

Tang Gunak glanced to the east and grabbed the brush again with a smile on his face.

* * *

Gold line top, the largest in Wuhan.

Sang-ju Sang-ju Song Tae-ak (宋太岳) was looking at the ledger with an expressionless face.

“… … Why are you like this?”

"Yes?"

“Why are you like this?”

Then, General Mo Wan (毛完) answered with an awkward face.

"that… … Actually, the main focus of our top team is not the difference.”

"Yes."

“In recent years, the car has been selling well, making money.”

"Yes."

"Hehe. Among them, expensive cars sold to the upper class turned into money.”

"By the way?"

Mowan frowned slightly and said shakily.

“But when Yunnan’s tea trade resumed, all of the expensive tea market was robbed.”

“… … .”

Song Tae-ak slowly frowned.

“It’s not that Yunnan cars haven’t been there before, and it just doesn’t work for a while and then it starts to come off again.”

“Yes.”

“Then why are they all robbed? It's not like it just fell from the sky."

“It’s so… … There is a subtle aspect to the upper bound, isn't it? As you know, Yunnan tea has been a tea for high-ranking people since ancient times.”

"Yes."

“However, the car was in short supply as trade was blocked, and the price skyrocketed. The tea the high-ranking people drank, the higher-ranking people! Literally, it has become a drinking tea for people with rotting money.”

“… … .”

“At that point, it becomes a symbol of power and wealth, not just a car.”

“Yeah, of course it is. But that's not what I'm asking, is it? I asked why sales at our top had plummeted.”

“So, Yunnan cars, which had become a luxury item for the high-ranking people, were suddenly released in large quantities at a lower price than before.”

“… … .”

“Even these guys are now dividing the car into grades, so expensive cars are more expensive and cheaper cars are priced so that you can buy them if you want. Thanks to this, people who are usually interested in cars somehow save money to try a higher grade car, and even those who are not interested in cars try to purchase a car of a suitable grade.”

“… … .”

“So the tea market is bound to be shattered. The car we used to sell is no longer driven by the Yunnan car. It is now accumulating in the warehouse and growing mold.”

“Turn it off.”

Song Tae-ak scratched his head with both hands.

“As luxury goods have become affordable, this guy and that guy are rushing to try it out.”

“It is correct.”

“Then what to do?”

Mowan smiled brightly.

“When a typhoon passes, we have no choice but to hold onto the pole and pray for survival. The preference for Yunnan tea will fade in a few years.”

“… … It's my best goal not to be ruined for those years."

Song Tae-ak let out a deep sigh.

Of course, the gold line is not a small enough place to fail if the car doesn't make a big profit for those few years. You can survive for another hundred years with only the profits you have already accumulated.

Since then, hasn't his name been listed in the mid-teens troupe?

“It will be resolved in a few years. It’s a short time.”

“That’s not the problem, isn’t it?”

"Yes?"

But Song Tae-ak looked at Mo-wan and clicked his tongue.

“If you look at the situation, they are definitely people who know how to make money. Rather than earning a lot of money right away by recklessly paying a high price, he lowered the price moderately and raised his profits. It’s a strategy to sell 20 one-nyang values rather than one ten-nyang bill.”

"That's right."

“Don’t they know that Yunnan tea prices will eventually drop?”

“… … .”

“The problem is that you don't know what else you're going to do with the huge amount of money you've earned from your car! ok. I'd rather put a line there... … .”

“Ah, don’t you have the pride of the mid-teens?”

“That pride is the most useless thing for a merchant! All you have to do is make money, what's the matter with pride!"

“Even so, it’s unreasonable. It is the volcano that sells Yunnan tea.”

“… … .”

“It is almost impossible for us in Hubei to do business with them.”

“Who doesn’t know that? It just makes my stomach explode!”

Song Tae-ak groaned for nothing.

This was the most difficult time as a merchant. When you know for sure that the vein through which money flows has changed, but there is no way to reach that vein.

'But I can't break the relationship with the shaman either.'

There was no justification, and there was no reason for Hwasan to accept them when they were dealing with a shaman. What do those who are already doing well do?

“Okay. I don't know if the Gangho guys are aware of this situation."

After all, it's money.

A growing clan will surely win money. You don't grow to make money, you grow because you make money. The reason Shaolin became the number one in the world is because they are the wealthiest clan in the world.

Munpas who make money don't have to worry about this or that. Without any reason to turn the disciples out, you can focus on your training, or you can buy expensive elixir.

Who will be stronger, those who devote their whole life to training without worrying, or those who have to worry about tomorrow's meal?

'But now there are gold veins flowing through that volcano.'

In just a decade, the money will start to work.

“Wow. It's the cake in the picture. It’s the rice cake in the picture.”

That was when Song Tae-ak sighed and reached out to the ledger.

“Second, Commander-in-Chief!”

"Well?"

An urgent voice was heard. Mowan asked towards the door where the voice came from.

"What's going on?"

“I think you should see me. People who want to make a deal have come, and this is unusual.”

“… … Isn't the amount unusual? Did you bring any grain?”

"that… … Oh no, it's hard to explain in words. You have to see it for yourself.”

Mowan tilted his head.

“Ts. Let’s go.”

Song Tae-ak shook his seat lightly and got up. I'm still on the verge of bursting into my stomach, but in this case, the best thing to do is to look at things that will turn into money and put your mind at ease.

“What great things have come.”

He smiled and walked out lightly.

“… … .”

come in

“… … .”

what keeps coming

Carts entered one after another through the large gate at the top of the gold line. Each wagon had white sacks stacked higher than a man's height.

“Hey, what the hell is this?”

I don't think it's grain.

Even if all of these are grains, it is an enormous amount, but if these are not grains, what is it?

"that… … .”

squeaky.