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Chapter 315 Indigenous Gods
In Yang Family Village, the slingshot hero Huang Zhong is 12 years old, Big Ear Tutu is 11 years old, Guan Erye's reincarnation is also [-] years old, and Zhuge Laomo's reincarnation has just turned [-] years old.

So far, 54 Shu Han monarchs and ministers have been found in Yangjia Village, and the average awakening progress has reached 18.82%. The highest awakening degree is the slingshot hero Huang Zhong. He is still persistently hunting birds, currently at 31%. According to this speed, it is expected that I will be fully awakened at the age of 54...

Ma Chao is the one with the lowest degree of awakening, currently only 1% at the age of eight. It is estimated that he will not fully awaken until he is 100 years old, which is quite tragic.

Even Zhuge Laomo, his awakening progress is only 17%. In the final analysis, there is still a bottom line for being a human being. He did not go to the starting point orphanage where both parents died.

Generally speaking, if Li Si doesn't make an opening, what kind of complaints will the Shu Han family, old and young, have to complain about Zhuge Laomo?

If the hearts of the people are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team. This is why Li Si negotiated with Zhuge Laomo.

"Flickering"

The bird possessed by Li Si landed on the big tree at the entrance of Yangjiacun, and in the next second a stone suddenly flew from more than 50 meters, with a fierce murderous aura, who else could there be except the little hero with the slingshot?
At the age of 12, with a 31% awakening progress, this stone is enough to punch a bloody hole in a person's head.

"Certainly!"

The stone stopped one centimeter in front of Li Si, and then turned into flying ash. Such a scene directly stimulated Huang Zhong's awakening progress to increase by 5.00%.

Li Si looked at Huang Zhong, who was stunned, as if he had remembered something, and remained motionless, while Yu Datou had already turned into the leader of the caravan, and went to find the patriarch of the Yang clan. He wanted to recruit three apprentices for the caravan account management, and this matter was easy to deal with. , the caravan has been traveling twice a month for the past seven years, and has already won the trust of the villagers of Yangjia Village, and many adults are working as buddies in the caravan. In a word, they know everything.

Tomorrow morning, 12-year-old Zhuge Laomo, 12-year-old Huang Zhong, and [-]-year-old Guan Yu will join the caravan with their family's ardent hopes, carrying small packages on their backs, and Zhuge Laomo's deadly enemy will also join the caravan Old man Chu.

This is what Li Si thought of for the time being.

It was night, in the mountains thousands of miles away, Li Si woke up slowly from the carriage. The coachman, Lao Zhao, had already set up the tent, fed the horses, and even prepared dinner.

"Uncle Zhao, go to bed early, I've had enough sleep in the afternoon, so I'm on duty at night."

Li Si smiled and said.

After a simple dinner, he sat by the campfire, took out the ten iron arrowheads, and carefully polished them with a small millstone.

The iron arrow is fairly standard, but it is far from excellent. According to Li Si's perception, it still needs fine polishing. What he needs is not only sharpness, but also how to better reduce wind resistance and make it faster. more precise.

This is his current mentality, starting from a small place and asking questions from the heart.

After dawn, Li Si and Lao Zhao packed up their things and continued on the road. At the same time, Zhuge Laomo, Huang Zhong, and Guan Yu also joined the caravan. Days later, I will meet Li Si in Dawang Town.

"Ma'am, this is the bluestone salt that is a specialty of Nanhu County. It's neither bitter nor astringent, and has a pure taste. If you don't have money, you can exchange it with dried spicy peppers. Five catties can be exchanged for one or two..."

Near noon, Li Si, a small caravan, arrived at a village. This was a refugee village a few years ago. It was moved here by the God of Night Tour, and the wasteland was cultivated hand in hand, including what to plant, what to raise, and what herbs to collect in the mountains. Speak clearly and clearly.

The caravans are responsible for the purchases, so in just a few years, these refugee villages have become very wealthy, with no worries about food and clothing, and spare money to buy other things.

Soon, except for coarse salt, the remaining scattered gadgets were sold out, especially the kind of black sucrose, which was immediately sold out.

This was beyond Li Si's expectations.

"Young master, coarse salt is not easy to sell. Shall we go north?" This time even the coachman Lao Zhao saw the clue.

"Yes, although salt is a necessary item, the business houses in Pingshan County will come once a month on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. There is no shortage at all, but these rare items are very popular. Let's turn around and go back to Pingshan County."

Li Si made a decision and changed his plan. There were more than 200 catties of crude salt left on the carriage, but the other purchased materials were [-] catties. It would be better to go directly to Pingshan County with these supplies to sell salt.

Nothing is more important than making money.

Glancing to the north, Li Si picked up the money bag and shook it to his ear, as if he was listening to a beautiful music. There were only 150 coins in it, but it was constantly circulating among the people. The coins with rough luck cannot be seen by others, but he can easily absorb a grayish white light from these coins, and then he carefully guides this light into a coin hanging on his chest .

But this money making is different, it is lucky money with many wonderful uses.

Yu Datou's firm has been doing this since its inception. At present, the firm has opened [-] branches. There are more than [-] shopkeepers, clerks, transport drivers, and guards. They completely monopolize Xiling In the state's commercial trade, the daily transactions are astronomical.

Even, the money made in Xiling was made by Yu Datou.

Such a huge organization that can radiate tens of millions of people is currently the head snake behind the scenes in Xiling Prefecture, and it is also a thigh of Li Si.

The other thigh is the incense belief system that gradually unfolds with the mountain temple and night tour temple as the core.

One is in charge of wealth, matter, and the other is in charge of spirit, soul.

As for Li Si himself, he was responsible for building the army and government.

"Little brother, do you still lack a buddy?"

In the small woods ahead, two people jumped out suddenly, almost startled the horse, and made Old Zhao curse, "You two young people, why don't you say something in the village, I thought you were the grandson of Jie Dao !"

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we don't want to, if I say it in the village, my father will break my leg, please, we really don't want to farm, we just care about eating."

Li Si looked at these two guys, one was 16 years old and the other was 17 years old. They were not suspects of reincarnation, but why did they escape so much? At this age, they could be called wives right away.

"Don't you want a wife? Follow us around, but you will delay the birth of your son."

"No, what's good about my wife? I'm going to Pingshan County to meet the world."

"I'm going to the Cuihong Tower to find Xiaohong..."

Hearing this sentence, Old Zhao laughed loudly, then spat on the ground, and said disdainfully: "Just the two of you, it's almost the same as being a tortoise in the Cuihong Building. I have never looked for Xiaohong."

Li Si just smiled, wandering around these two people for a long time, and finally found some clues, good guy, he said, a serious farm boy, where did such ambition come from, it turns out that some indigenous gods have awakened.

(End of this chapter)