Evergreen Immortal

The night is as dark as ink.

The entrance to the black market.

Several heads moved.

"Tou Sun, why haven't the people from the Salt Gang arrived yet?"

A thin, monkey-like man picked his ears.

Sun Ming was also waiting impatiently, but he was the leader after all, so he could only snort: "Just wait, why are you so annoyed?"

There are many gangs in Qinghe.

Firewood gangs, fishing gangs, and caravans. Most of them were poor people who gathered together to keep warm. They gradually formed an organization, and later gradually developed and became quite powerful in the local area.

But the Salt Gang is a special existence.

Salt and iron are important weapons of the country, and the State of Yu implemented the official purchase of salt and iron.

It can be understood that these two items are too profitable, and the court wants to put the money in its own pocket.

Therefore, compared to several other gangs, the Salt Gang is a group of law-breakers and lawbreakers.

The name of the leader of the Salt Gang is always on the government's reward list.

But even so, the sale of illegal salt has been banned repeatedly, just because it is really profitable.

A profit of 20% can make people excited, a profit of 50% can make people willing to take risks, and a profit of 10% can make people crazy about it.

And the profit from buying salt is more than ten times!

Shouhou rubbed his hands: "It's hard to open the business, I'll make at least a hundred taels this time!"

Sun Ming also had some expectations.

"After tonight, I will take you to Huayelou to have a good time."

During this period, he was worried that Li Rui would not be on the right track, so he kept suppressing all kinds of shady business.

The oil and water were reduced by more than 70%.

The little cubs under his command were already howling with hunger.

Seeing that Li Rui had collected his things and looked at his account books, but no more actions were taken, he finally plucked up the courage to continue his underworld business.

To say the most profitable.

Of course, just buy salt.

So he approached the Salt Gang without any hesitation.

The Salt Gang is extremely vicious and taboo to ordinary people.

But for the upper class, it is the God of Wealth.

In the homes of those wealthy officials, it has long been an unwritten rule.

How could he dare to be so unscrupulous if not for the permission of deputy helmsman Zhao Wei.

soon--

Several figures appeared not far away.

"Coming!"

Several lean men in shabby clothes walked up to Sun Yang. The leader, a middle-aged man with small eyes, kept his hands in his arms. He glanced around a few times, and then took out a bag that was half a person's height.

I can't even imagine how he managed to hide such a big bag on his body.

Sun Ming knew the tempers of people like the Yan Gang very well.

Don’t talk, just deliver.

It can also be said that he is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much.

After all, they are all guys who work so hard that their heads are stuck in their waistbands, so it’s impossible to be cheerful even if they want to.

Anyone who has ever bought private salt knows that the more you talk, the faster you die.

"Eighty taels."

The small-eyed man spoke in a hoarse voice, and at the same time stretched out his hand for silver.

Sun Ming sneered: "Wait a minute, I want to inspect the goods first."

This salt is very particular. There is a big price gap between coarse salt and fine salt. People who are experienced in selling salt can often tell the quality of salt with just one taste.

He pulled away the twine that tied the bag.

Crystal white and dark particles appeared in front of his eyes.

Sun Yang picked up a few and tasted them.

The taste is salty at first, with a slight bitterness.

"good."

He nodded with satisfaction.

In ancient times, salt was not made from sea salt, but from salt mines. It had many impurities and no purification technology, so salt of this quality was already considered very good.

"Eighty taels is fair."

Sun Ming understood that when doing business with people from the Yan Gang, one could not bargain on price.

Buying private salt will cost you your head.

If you even want to be greedy for money by selling your life, you are really worse than a beast.

Sun Ming asked himself that he was still very moral.

But the moment he took out the banknote——

Suddenly, torches lit up all around.

"Who is it?!"

He turned his head.

A familiar face stepped out of the darkness behind the torch, grinning with two rows of yellowed teeth.

"Xiao Sun, you disappoint me very much."

Sun Ming saw the old face clearly, and his expression instantly turned ugly.

"Fuck, I was fooled!"

He looked at Li Rui's smiling face and wanted to bite his teeth into pieces, but he quickly took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile: "Deacon Li, what are you doing? Don't let the flood wash it away." Dragon King Temple.”

Li Rui shook his head with regret:

"Xiao Sun, I have always thought you are a good young man."

"At first I didn't believe it when Capt. Deng said there was someone selling illegal salt in our black market. I didn't expect it was you."

"How can I explain this to Vice Helmsman Zhao?"

He blamed himself again:

"My old eyesight is dim and I saw the wrong person."

Then he turned to look at the capable middle-aged man wearing black and blue yamen clothes.

"Thank you for your hard work, Captain Deng."

Mr. Deng clasped his fists at Li Rui and said, "Pastor Li killed his relatives out of righteousness. It's not too late for our family to thank you. It's not hard work."

His eyes sparkled.

The head catcher Liu died and he succeeded him as the new head catcher.

When he was worried about his lack of performance, Sun Ming came to his door.

Catching a smuggler of salt dealers is a great achievement. If you can report it to the government office, I think the county magistrate will be very happy.

"take away!"

Captain Deng waved his hand, and several of the agents around him rushed forward. Sun Ming and others did not dare to resist, but the Salt Gang did not care. They pulled out their knives and started fighting with the agents.

The result is self-evident, they were all killed on the spot.

Sun Ming was being held by several policemen, staring at Li Rui and Deng with his bare eyes: "Please remember, this matter is not over yet!"

Deng Captou sneered:

"Yes, it's not over."

The imperial court has been cracking down on private salt dealers recently. He needs a few heads, and the fat man in front of him is very suitable.

He turned to Li Rui and clasped his fists: "Hall Master Li, I'll leave first."

After that, Deng Baotou took the people and left.

He couldn't tell that Sun Ming was betrayed by Li Rui.

But what about that?

There is conclusive evidence that illegal salt is being sold, and that is enough.

One code equals one code.

No matter how powerful the Heaven and Earth Alliance is, it cannot control the government.

And who said there was no one behind him.

Deng Captou glanced at Sun Ming, who looked unconvinced, and sneered again and again.

"If you want to blame it, it's because Zhao Wei was too popular and offended too many people."

Sun Ming is dead.

He died in prison, he was frightened to death, and he didn't even have time to be taken to the execution ground.

Sun Ming would shout a few words at first, then became more and more silent, and finally went several days without saying a word.

The more vicious some people are, the more fearful they will be when they are about to die.

Sun Ming died in his own fear.

From beginning to end, Zhao Wei did not show up.

Once the matter of buying private salt is put on the table, it will be useless even if Dao Xiong comes forward, unless the county magistrate doesn't want his head.

If you touch something, you have to pay the price.

In the black market.

Li Rui still flipped through the book as usual, as if what happened to Sun Ming had never happened.

He picked up a green teacup between his fingers.

He took a sip of tea.

"What a pity. The tea they sent was really good. I should have asked earlier."