The Silly Alchemist

“Bury it when you're out of gas!” Ye Lang said plainly, "Let's go into the city, wait, you go to the businessmen in the city, let them bring their merchandise and we'll buy it! ”

Ye Lang's calm makes some people feel a lot calmer, and at the same time, the sentence behind Ye Lang gives people a little problem!

“What kind of merchant are you looking for, son? Buy what?” Once again, the skinny black man asked on behalf of everyone that he was active on the road and became a popular figure in the crowd.

“All of it!” Ye Wang said.

“?? All?” Everyone stayed for a while and said repeatedly.

“Well, yeah, all of it!” Ye Wang nodded, thinking that even if the city bought everything out, it would not be enough, and would continue to the next one.

“Son, do you mean we call all the merchants and buy all the merchandise in their hands?” The skinny black man reconfirmed.

“Yeah, that's it. Is there a problem?” Ye Wang looked at everyone and asked.

“This, is this okay?” People think of it as problematic. Buy everything. What are you going to do? Besides, do you have the money?

For ordinary people, I'm afraid you'll never expect that a person can buy all the merchandise in a small town, which is impossible for them, just like Tianfang Night Tan!

“Sure, it's not just a matter of money, let me show you!!” Ye Chang poured out a bunch of gold and silver coins, although much smaller than the previous ones, but this time the effect was no smaller than the previous one, but more shocking.

Imagine that on the previous two occasions, some were bandits and some were wealthy, naturally much more tolerable than these civilians, who had never seen so much gold and silver coins in their entire lives.

“Son...”

At this time, almost everyone can be sure that Ye Chang is definitely not an ordinary aristocratic son, and this time, the people on the side of the small city are more thankful that they just didn't offend Ye Chang, and they also believe that the grain officer is dead for nothing.

No, he's damned!! Only now, there is no way to find out, or, in other words, the son of the refugee in front of him.

It's just that now they're all wondering why such a boy would walk with a bunch of refugees and not have any entourage around, and that lady, she's not supposed to be an entourage, she's supposed to be an aristocratic lady, but she just doesn't seem to talk.

“You all go over there with the gold coins and tell the merchants that I want everything they have, and the gold coins here are waiting for them!!” Ye Lang said, at this point he suddenly realized that he didn't have to go into the city to let the businessmen out.

If he's buying from a family, let the city merchants bring their own things!

“Also, folk can bring it directly if they have something to sell!” Ye Weng added a final sentence.

After that, all but a few entered the city!

After a few moments, the town became sensational, and the feeling of wind and rain made everyone aware of what was happening!

After knowing that the waves were stacked with gold coins to buy everything here, whether there was anything to sell or not, they looked around, and it might be lively to see.

Whatever the purpose, the small city boils at this moment, and the gateway to the city where the Ye waves are located is the sea of people...

At this time, the soldiers and members of the refugees left behind surrounded the ground with a pile of gold and silver coins to protect this from being taken away.

This scene is a little strange, how can the members of both sides work together?

At this moment, as the core character of the event, he started this wave of leaves, but very leisurely cleaned his clothes and removed the dust from himself with a purification array, which also exposed him as he was, a son who was clearly more noble than all the owners of the city.

If the previous grain officer sees Ye Wei like this, he may not die or be arrogant in front of Ye Wei!

……

In the city, the owners of the small towns still have a headache about how to solve the refugee problem. It has been unknown for some time how many refugees have passed by and, although they have refused to leave the door, they have hosted a small proportion of the dying refugees.

Of course, that's not the problem. The problem is, there may be more to come!

The small-town owner was cursing people, cursing the lord of Gomera County, even if it was a one-hundred-year-old drought, it should not have happened. Some places were not the same as drought, but none of the refugees, at least they had dealt with it internally.

Hey, this disaster, it should be said accurately, is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster!!

“What's going on out there? Why is it so noisy?” Soon after, the owner of the small town heard the noise of the bustle outside, and he felt a little strange, and when he was about to call someone out to see what was going on, someone came to brief him.

“The owner of the city, the owner of the city, the refugees, the refugees…" The man seems to have run too fast to breathe.

“Tell me, what is it? Did the refugees come into town?” The town owner frowned, and if so, the guards should all be dismissed.

“Yes, we're in town!” The informer covered his chest and said.

“What?! What do you do? How can you let the refugees in, not send them porridge and let them pass?” Small city owners didn't believe in entering the city before, they just said it casually.

“We have porridge, but these refugees are different, they, they come here to buy things, whatever they want!” The informer said, and the tone was a little strange.

The refugees are buying big? Whatever they want?

The owner of the small city looked at the man in front of him, showing confusion in his face, and he was suspicious--

“Is your mouth wrong, or is my ear wrong? ”

“Exactly. Exactly! I heard that this group of refugees came with a rich nobleman, he has now poured out a pile of gold coins at the gates of the city, he is going to buy everything in our city!!” The informer said.

“Somebody, prepare the horse, I'm going to the city gate to meet this nobleman, to see who he is, who actually has the capital to buy our whole city's things!” The owner of the small city shouted that he knew that it was pointless to stay here at this time, to go to the gates of the city and to talk to Ye Lang.

If he stays here, I'm sure Ye Chang won't come in to see him either, because to Ye Chang, the city owner of these small cities is just a small figure.

And even if you're a big shot, Ye Wang doesn't have to meet unless there's something you need to see. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)