From the Dragon and Tiger Cavalry to Hunting Sins and Becoming Saints

Chapter 49 Accident

"Brother Fu."

After leaving the tiger's den, they found a tea stall to sit down. Liu Yu suddenly appeared out of nowhere, plopped down on the stool, and smiled at Fu Que.

"Huh? Why are you calling me Brother Fu now? Didn't you always call me a bit dim-witted?"

Fu Que looked down at the information in his hand, only glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey, times have changed. When you were a bit dim-witted, you were just a good-for-nothing like me, waiting to die. But now, everyone in the tiger's den knows Fu Que, the one who single-handedly picked up smuggling routes and outmaneuvered four opponents in a bloody battle. He's the master Fu."

Liu Yu shook his head, feeling a sense of pride in being Fu Que's former cronies and now his self-proclaimed lackey.

"Get to the point. I don't have time to waste with your nonsense."

Fu Que took a sip of tea.

Liu Yu is the kind of person who would rather lie down than sit, and rather sit than stand. He knew that the Dragon Tiger Guards were in trouble, so there was only one possibility for him to come looking for him: his mother had spoken.

"It's nothing much, just that fishermen's mutual aid association you're in charge of..."

Liu Yu diligently refilled Fu Que's teacup and whispered, "My mother asked me to ask you if my family can join."

Fu Que frowned: "Your family owns a cloth shop, why would you join the fishermen's mutual aid association? Willow Tail Lane and Fishing Quarter have absolutely nothing to do with each other."

Having experienced the information explosion, and having specifically collected information about Gaoyang County, he naturally knew more than Liu Yu.

Moreover, joining the fishermen's mutual aid association at this time is like deliberately walking into a fire pit.

The mission Fu Que just received is to establish a foothold in Gaoyang County, using the Fishermen's Mutual Aid Association as a base, in accordance with the rules of the martial arts world. Who knows what will happen next?

"And how did you know that I was the one who organized the fishermen's mutual aid association in Guaizi Ferry?"

"Uncle Hu told my mother that when she visited him, she casually mentioned that she wanted to buy some young treasure fish to reward our family's guardian fish, but the price was too high due to the monopoly of the fishing ponds."

Uncle Hu mentioned that I had connections with fishermen in Guaizi Ferry, and that there might be some treasure fish there. So my mother went there to give it a try.

To be honest, Brother Fu, you did a really good job. Those thugs look fierce, but they're actually quite law-abiding. Not only are their fish prices much lower than those in the fish market, but they also offer discounts for long-term supply.

My mother originally wanted to sign a supply contract with them, but remembering that it was you who arranged it, she asked me to come and ask for your opinion.

Liu Yu recounted the whole story in a straightforward manner, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

"You can sign a supply contract with them, and you can also sign a supply contract for dyed linen, since fishermen also need cheap fabric. But don't get involved in anything else."

Fu Que's expression turned serious: "Fine, it's not that we shouldn't get involved. Although I can't tell you why, this time it's most likely a mess. If your mother wants to get involved, she'll have to bet big. That's not something you can control. Find a time to have your mother come and talk to me in person."

Seeing that Fu Que spoke seriously and his expression seemed genuine, Liu Yu didn't ask any further questions. He was quite self-aware of his own abilities.

After chatting for a while, Liu Yu left in a hurry.

Fu Que carefully read through the mission requirements, put them in his pocket, and headed towards Guaizi Ferry.

Tiger's Den is located near the inner city, so the streets are very lively. There are shops on both sides of the street, including pharmacies, weapon shops, and restaurants. There are also small vendors carrying their wares and hawking their wares along the way, making it a very lively place.

The pharmacy, in particular, was always bustling with people. It not only practiced medicine but also sold medicinal herbs for martial artists to refine their qi and blood to break through their cultivation barriers. However, the prices were not cheap, and ordinary people simply could not afford them.

"In this extraordinary world, it's impossible to function without highways and a tax farming system. The emperor's deployment of so many military, police, and secret agents was probably a last resort. Taxation is only one leg; the imperial merchants are the other leg, and the main one at that."

Upon seeing this, Fu Que thought of Qingshui Pharmacy and pondered how Da Zhao could maintain its massive military, police, and secret service expenditures.

Putting everything else aside, I'm sure some of my fellow villagers have already been turned into cannons.

Otherwise, how could the Taizhao gentry, who have been obsessed with martial arts and immortality for over seventy years and have been using the tax farming system and military, police, and secret service, suddenly have a flash of inspiration and start setting up chambers of commerce and playing with supply chain combinations?

I must be more careful and not follow in my fellow villager's footsteps. I must follow the mission requirements exactly and not overstep the rules in any other way. The extraordinary world is too damn terrifying; it really rips the stuff out of my head.

His gaze shifted to another place where people gathered and came and went, a cabin in the woods.

This place is undoubtedly the most chaotic and diverse area in a city, but it's also considered a semi-official organization.

It contains not only bounties for wanted criminals in the Great Ming Dynasty, but also secret bounties offered by high-ranking officials and nobles, as well as all sorts of bizarre tasks issued by individuals, such as finding precious medicines from a certain year, or customizing weapons and armor.

Of course, there are also requirements for posting tasks in the cabin in the woods. Don't even bother with tasks that cost less than 20 gold. The task can only be listed for a maximum of two months. You also need to pay a 10% commission fee in advance when posting a task.

It's what's known as the Adventurers' Hall, only it's not as formal.

Fu Que stared at the crowd of people coming and going. They were mostly burly men with their faces covered by bamboo hats, all ruthless people raised by the martial arts culture of Da Zhao.

The people of Yan and Zhao are known as the subjects of Xiao Da Zhao.

"Pull in a batch, fight a batch, kill a batch, suppress a batch."

While strolling around, he hurried towards Guaizidu outside the county, still pondering the final words of the paper.

"So you wanted to use bandits to control bandits. No wonder you didn't care at all about the Dragon Tiger Cavalry being restrained and the county government facing internal and external troubles. Of course, Da Zhao is indeed a prestigious name. Who wouldn't want to work in the system and make a living?"

Fu Que spoke in a low, melancholy tone.

"Lord, something terrible has happened!"

A gang member scrambled to Fu Que's feet, his face ashen: "Master Qian and the goods have been detained by the Fishing Gang."

Fu Que raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "What happened?"

It's only been a short time, and they've already brought all the fishermen in Guaizi Ferry into the Fishermen's Mutual Aid Association. But how many people can actually join? The fact that Han Qian's crappy gang can occupy this place shows there's not much profit to be made. How could that attract the attention of the fishing gangs?

"We have done as you said and have achieved remarkable results these days. Not only have all the fishermen in Guaizidu joined the fishermen's mutual aid association, but some fishermen in the surrounding areas have also joined. In addition, the prices we offer are fair."

Even fishermen who didn't join us still sold their catch to us and were willing to buy necessary fishing gear from our warehouse.

The gang member coughed as he spoke.

"Both the people and the goods have been detained. Have they made any demands?"

"They said they would only talk to those who could make the decisions."