Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 259: Huangshaji
Chapter 259 Yellow Sand Collection
Zhao Changhe thought for a long time and decided to go to Huangshaji.
If this caravan has just left the target tribe, then it is possible to find out information about the missing team from them, but the probability of harvesting is greater than going to the heavily guarded tribe station.
Based on the comprehensive analysis of the conversations between Cui Yuanyong and these people, Huangshaji should be the center of trade for all ethnic groups. If there is a core point in this grassland, this is it. Zhao Changhe also felt that his luck was weird. Since he had already deviated to the north, it would be better to continue heading north. His intuition was more beneficial.
As for these people... Zhao Changhe looked at the end of their team with cold eyes, secretly thinking that even if he could do nothing else, being able to kill these people would be considered a great achievement. Or collect irrefutable evidence and submit it to Tang Wanzhuang? Don't know what she can do.
He thought for a while, then applied some paint on his face to cover up the scars, and turned into a yellow-faced man again.
Looking down at the horse again, I have been going straight to Yanmen these days and haven't washed the horse properly. The black horse hair has turned gray, and the horse's hooves are no longer gray and can no longer be seen as white, which is a natural cover.
He deliberately waited for a while, until he was further away from the caravan, and then he rode in the direction of Huangshaji.
You are alone in a caravan of thousands of people. It is better not to risk your life and try to sneak in. Not everyone will meet you on the road. If you directly set out to rob and kill, you will not know how to die. It would be better to go straight to Huangshaji. Zhao Changhe did not believe that Zhenmo Division would not have a dedicated person there to deliver information to Huangfu Yongxian.
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The yellow sand is gathered further northwest, and the distance is extremely far. A man is galloping alone along the way. It took him two full days to see it from a distance. Zhao Changhe felt that he might even have surpassed that branch. The caravan is ahead.
The past two days have been quite torture. Except for the caravan that night, I couldn't even see a dog. There is a vast sea of grass everywhere, as if you are sailing alone in the sea. The vastness at first sight, but the loneliness for a long time, the depression makes people go crazy and want to shout.
After walking for a long time, the scenery changed slightly. It was nothing more than turning from green grass to withered yellow. There was less and less grass, and slowly it became entangled with yellow sand. Then it became more uncomfortable. It was better to look at the grass. Wu Zhui also felt uncomfortable. He had nothing to eat and lost his temper.
It shows that Cui Yuanyong is still very accurate. He, Zhao Changhe, looks like a lone traveler, but in fact he is not very used to being alone. It is extremely uncomfortable to ride a horse alone in the grassland without even communicating with anyone, while Yue Hongling and Han Wubing may be very indifferent.
They are the type who can live well by themselves without anyone talking to them. But Zhao Changhe couldn't. Seeing the sight of people from afar, he was so moved that he burst into tears.
This is a very strange place. It is clear that there is a clear spring in the yellow sand beyond the grassland, but there is a clear spring in the sand. It reminds Zhao Changhe of Crescent Moon Spring in Mingsha Mountain. However, this is not where Crescent Moon Spring is. The location doesn't match. I don’t know if this place exists in this world, or if it is a unique geography of this world.
In short, although there is water, the environment is harsh and not suitable for ethnic groups to breed and herd. However, it is quite suitable as a temporary settlement. Over time, it evolved into a market where various ethnic groups come to trade with each other. Temur sent troops to manage and collect taxes. . There are quite a few businessmen who live here, especially those who open inns and restaurants, which is very lively.
The market naturally has no city walls. I don’t know where the army is stationed, but I saw many caravans stationed outside, and people were moving goods inside.
As soon as I walked in, I saw a wine flag next to me. I looked down and saw "Youjian Inn" written in multiple languages.
Zhao Changhe led his horse inside as if he were seeing home.
What is very much in line with martial arts expectations is that in the inn is indeed a charming and charming lady boss. Her neckline is so open that you can see the deep ravine and two halves of the white ball. She staggers as she walks, as if she had just stepped out of the grassland and desert. The men who came out were dizzy.
What is it called "Youjian Inn"? It would be better to call it "Longmen Inn"!
Um, it seems it’s full?
"Boss boss, why does your kumiss smell so bad?" a drinker shouted.
The whole room burst into laughter: "Doesn't the wine made by Sanniang have a stinky taste? This is the only stinky taste we have. If it doesn't taste stinky, why don't we drink it!"
The drinker laughed and said, "I'm a very naughty person."
The proprietress was not angry either, and said with a smile: "I peed in it when I was making wine, yes, just your jar."
Everyone laughed: "Why reward him? Why didn't we?"
The landlady’s eyes flashed: “I’ll reward you with foot-washing water.”
The previous drinker said: "I think this wine is not human urine but horse urine. Can the lady boss put some of her own water in to compensate?"
Everyone who was joking suddenly fell silent, looking at the man without speaking as if it was a miracle.
Everyone is joking, are you serious?
Teasing Sanniang in Huangshaji?
Zhao Changhe looked at the table of drinkers, but they were four big men with cheeks, slightly curly beards, high noses and deep eyes. Their Chinese was not very standard. They should all be visitors from the Western Regions.
Sanniang's smile did not change: "Hey, if I don't have water, what will happen to the guests? No money?"
The man said: "If the boss lady is willing to give you some juice, then you will have money, a lot of money!"
"Then I'll give it to you." Sanniang twisted her waist and walked over, got close to the big man, raised the wine glass on the table, and pretended to feed him.
The big man's eyes were filled with lust, but he suddenly froze there.
"Ding", the wine glass was crushed, and a fragment splashed out, piercing his throat and killing him on the spot.
It was only then that his three companions reacted and stood up to draw their knives. But before they could pull out the knives, the wine glass fragments scattered in all directions, accurately scraping everyone's throat.
In just an instant, all the drinkers on the table died.
As if nothing had happened, the proprietress still smiled and said: "Someone, come and collect their things, and throw the bodies outside to feed the dogs."
A few waiters ran over to clean up the mess. The crowd of drinkers glanced at it and then looked away, as if the **** murder here was really the killing of a few dogs.
Zhao Changhe remembered what Cui Yuanyong said, "The degree of mixture of fish and dragons is far greater than that of Jianhu City." Of course, it is far beyond that. Jianhu City is still under certain civilized regulations anyway, and this place is completely a chaotic place. . Maybe the various internal forces are a bit wary of each other. If an outsider dares to act carelessly here, he really doesn't know how to die.
These four hooligans are just crazy. If a coquettish and charming landlady dares to show her face in such a place instead of being played like a ball of flannel, she must either have outstanding strength or be backed by an extremely powerful force. You have to have a bad brain to dare to really mess with it.
Zhao Changhe feels that this woman is the least powerful on the popular list. Maybe she is on the local list, but she will not be able to match the name Sanniang in the book of troubled times for a while. In addition, I feel that she should be from the Central Plains. Can people from the Central Plains also prosper here? At this time of fighting, what did Timur think?
Another person seemed to be unafraid of death and continued to ask: "Sanniang, you have been keeping everyone's appetite like this for many years. It's not a pity to see people grow old. When will you be more serious?"
"Waiting for you to go to heaven." Sanniang started to laugh again, not caring about the ordinary teasing.
God, I don’t know if I mean to die, or if only those on the Heavenly List are qualified to covet it. She answered casually, her eyes already falling on Zhao Changhe at the door. This yellow-faced man had been standing there with his horse watching the show for a while.
She twisted her slender waist and smiled charmingly: "Originally there were no seats, so it was inconvenient to serve the guests, and I was neglecting the guests... Now we have just made room, would you like to come in for a few drinks? There is hot kumiss. ."
Zhao Changhe also laughed: "But I don't drink coquettishly."
Sanniang blinked her eyes: "Pure? Jiangnan osmanthus wine, or?"
"Yes." Zhao Changhe handed the reins to the waiter: "Does Sanniang have accommodation here? Or does it only have food?"
"Yes, the guest wants to stay?"
"Of course. Inexplicably, I feel that Sanniang is particularly safe here."
Sanniang immediately smiled: "Guests have discernment."
As he said that, he looked Zhao Changhe up and down again for a while, seeming confused as to why a lone traveler appeared here, and he didn't see anything he had brought with him.
Looking at the broad sword on his back, I really don’t recognize it. The more places like this, the more people play with this kind of sword. The main weapons here are scimitars and heavy single swords. It's everywhere.
Seeing Zhao Changhe sit down, Sanniang personally served him wine and said with a smile: "Not only is there accommodation, but there is also a casino. How many hands do you want to play?"
Zhao Changhe was looking at the menu. Hearing this, his heart moved and he asked: "Is your casino... winning?"
"That's what I said." Sanniang's expression remained unchanged and she said with a smile: "Who goes to the casino not to win?"