In the main hall of the inn, everyone has ulterior motives.

When their eyes swept towards Chen Ji, their faces were cunning, scrutinized, and coveted, making it difficult for a moment to tell whether they were humans or ghosts.

Chen Ji looked at the wine jar on the table and suddenly realized: the Eight Immortals table is to sell news, and the grape wine is to buy news. When you enter the door, you just need to set up the wine jar. Others will know what you are here to do at a glance.

It turns out that Longmen Inn is the largest news distribution center in Guyuan City, and the 500-yuan jar of wine is the commission for the inn.

But Chen Ji was here to buy news, but by chance he became a person who sold news...

At this time, the man opposite him knocked on the table with his knuckles: "Young man, what news do you want to sell are you talking!"

Xiaoman stood behind Chen Ji and stared at the man opposite him: "What are you anxious about? Isn't my young master thinking?"

The man sneered: "The little girl has a bad temper. I think you are a little bitchy. I'm afraid you don't know what the rules of Longmen Inn are, right? If you have set up a stool, if you can't produce useful news, you may not be able to stay in this inn."

Chen Ji lowered his head and pondered what news he wanted to sell.

Just as the man opposite the table was about to tap the table with his knuckles again, he raised his hand and the knuckles had not yet fallen, Chen Ji said, "I know what happened in Guyuan Post."

The man's hand was hanging in the air when he knocked on the table, and his eyes lit up: "You know this! How much money do you want?"

Chen Ji raised his hand to his chest and stretched out his two fingers.

The man lowered his head and thought for a few breaths, and when he looked up, he had already slapped two golden seeds on the table.

Chen Ji looked at the two golden seeds. He originally wanted to sell 200 taels of silver, but the other party only took out twenty taels of silver... A thing that broke the sky happened in Guyuan Post. How could it be worth only twenty taels?

Seeing that Chen Ji was not speaking for a long time, the man said suspiciously: "Do you know what happened in Guyuan Post?"

Chen Ji pondered for a long time, and finally decided to sell the news quickly and then replace the burning knife with grape brew.

He simply whispered: "In Guyuan Post, someone poisoned the maids and servants of Zhan Shi's family, the young master of Zhan Shi's house, totaling 34 people. I don't know who the murderer is. The border army and the Yulin army have investigated it, but the truth is not found."

The man murmured: "No wonder the legend in the market is that there are dead people in Guyuan Post. Yes, this news is worth twenty taels."

After saying that, he pushed the two golden gourd seeds in front of Chen Ji, hurriedly got up and left.

The man lifted the thick cotton curtain of the inn and disappeared into the cold wind.

Just as Chen Ji was about to ask someone to change his jar of wine, the curtain of the inn was lifted up again.

The man just now returned, carrying a young man like a thin monkey in his hand, and said to the shopkeeper: "Second Master, this guy breaks your rules. Guyuan has seen many strange faces recently, and they dare to ask for trouble if they don't even understand the rules."

The shopkeeper finally raised his head and looked at Chen Ji: "Customer, what do you think you should do?"

Chen Ji looked at the young man being held, but didn't know what this person had to do with him... Maybe there are any rules in this inn that he didn't know?

He could only follow the rules of the inn.

The shopkeeper said calmly to the man in front of the door: "Inquiry privately, break a finger. You must not enter the inn before the finger is long."

The man smiled grimly and said, "Okay."

After saying that, he reached out and broke the young man's index finger and walked out again with him.

The shopkeeper said slowly: "In recent days, the Prince's Palace has come down to Guyuan, and Guyuan has also had many new faces. I have to tell you, no matter who you belong to, if you want news, you can spend money to buy it yourself. Don't break the rules."

The inn was quiet, and as the shopkeeper lowered his head and took the notes, it became noisy.

Chen Ji stuffed two golden seeds into his sleeves. Before he could call his friend to change the wine, another person sat opposite him, took out two silver ingots and placed them on the table, and whispered: "The buyer's news."

Chen Ji was slightly stunned and repeated: "In Guyuan Post, someone poisoned Zhan Shi's Mansion..."

After hearing the news, the man opposite turned around and left without saying a word.

Chen Ji looked at the silver ingots on the table in a steady state. He thought that after the news was sold to someone, the secret was no longer a secret, so it could only be a one-time transaction.

But now... no wonder the man had only paid out two golden seeds before, and the one he bought was "non-exclusive".

Seeing that the buyers came one by one, Chen Ji piled up more and more silver, and in just one stick of incense, he earned 220 taels of silver.

Xiaoman stared at Yinzi with his eyes no longer moving: "Mr.... Master, why don't we stay in Guyuan, this money will be too easy."

Chen Ji was amused and crying: "We don't have that much news to sell."

Xiaoman hesitated and said, "Or...why do you go and find some evil thieves in Jiangyang who kill him all over the family, rob him of money first, and then sell his death news, and eat two fish."

Chen Ji couldn't help but look back at Xiaoman behind him. What kind of person is his concubine who actually raised a living king of hell by his side?

He responded casually: "I don't have that ability."

Xiaoman pursed his lips and said nothing. He was quite moved.

Not to mention Xiaoman, even Chen Ji himself was still a little impressed. The huge ice flow was still lingering in his dantian, and he needed a lot of money.

But what news can be sold? Jing Chaotiance's army is coming to siege the city?

No, since the border army decided to block the news, there is a reason. If the news is spread, it may disrupt the border army's position.

But it is a pity for people who have hidden secrets to come to this treasure land without spending some money to leave...

Chen Ji waved to the guy. The guy who was wiping the table put the rag on his arm and came over with a smile: "Congratulations to you, guest, for your fortune, what are you going to give?"

Chen Ji thought about it and asked, "What news is the most valuable now?"

The guy smiled and replied, "Celebrity, any information related to the prince and the Dusifu is valuable."

Chen Ji thought for a moment and became scheming in his heart. He pointed to the burning knife on the table: "I'll help me change it to grape wine."

The guy asked in confusion: "The official opening of the customer is just now, will you no longer sell any news?"

Chen Ji shook his head: "I still have news that I want to buy, and I plan to do the important business first."

The guy replied, "Okay, wait, I'll change your wine."

He was about to leave with the jar of wine in his arms. Zhang Zheng suddenly asked, "Hey, man, we bought this wine. Can't we leave it for us to drink?"

The guy was stunned for a moment: "Customer, there are rules for setting up an altar, and there are rules for opening an altar. If you have great news, come and open this bar. Then the smell of wine will spread ten miles away, but you will have to do a big business."

The guy went to the back of the main hall to change a jar of grape brews, and the buns and noodles I ordered earlier.

In addition, there were two plates of melon seeds, two plates of peanuts, a plate of candied fruit and a plate of raisins, which filled the table.

Seeing this, Xiaoman said, "We didn't order these, we won't pay you later."

The guy laughed: "The guest official was joking. For those who opened in my inn, our inn will not only offer snacks and candied fruits, but also waive you the money for today's room."

Xiaoman's eyes lit up: "There is such a good thing? Your shopkeeper is so good at doing business!"

Zhang Xia pulled her to sit side by side at the table: "Eat."

Xiaoman said well-behavedly: "Miss Zhang Er is beautiful and kind-hearted!"

...

...

As soon as the wine jar was placed on the table, someone immediately came forward and said, "I have news to sell it, my masters."

Chen Ji casually said: "What kind of news?"

"Jing Chao."

Chen Ji's heart was slightly moved: "How much money."

"Five taels."

Chen Ji was silent for a few breaths: "Tell me and see."

The man sat opposite: "This autumn, Jing Chao Shangjing Road caused a locust plague, and every household had poor food. If there was a way to transport the food, they would definitely make a big profit..."

Chen Ji suddenly lost interest.

There are many merchants in Guyuan, and 607% of them are businessmen who rely on the border to do business, so most of the news is actually "buying business".

Chen Ji took a silver siege of five taels and pushed it out: "I understand."

Xiaoman said with a heartache while eating melon seeds: "Young Master, I'll give him five taels of silver for such a little news? You don't need it. Who has the ability to transport so many trucks of grain to Jingchao and want to behead him... Isn't this a liar?"

Chen Ji said calmly: "It's okay to buy horse bones for a thousand gold coins. After that, I have my own way to earn back the money."

At this time, one person raised his butt and stood up, and another person immediately sat down: "Masters, there is news about a liang of silver here."

"Tell me, look."

"The villain came from Minzhou. A ship full of spices parked at the port there was sealed off by the court. If anyone could handle one or two..."

From morning to afternoon, Chen Ji spent the money he bought in the morning and spent like flowing water, but he did not encounter any news that suited him.

I felt so sad that my face was ferocious and I wished I could grab the money back.

While eating melon seeds, Xiaoman complained in a low voice: "Young master is too prodigal, too prodigal!"

In the evening, an old man sneaked up: "Master, I have news about Jingchao, are you interested?"

Chen Ji grabbed a peanut, pinched it with two fingers, and crushed the crispy shell: "Tell me more specifically."

The old man carefully said: "It has something to do with Lu Jin, the former military strategist of Jing Dynasty."

Chen Ji's hand peeling peanuts stopped slightly, and then asked as if nothing had happened: "What are you doing? How can you know about a big shot like Lu Jin?"

The old man smiled awkwardly: "The little old man just made a mistake. As for whether it is true or false, please judge."

Chen Ji refused to say anything: "How much money?"
To be continued...