Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 395: The eye-catching captain of the guard
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One is to hire sincerely, but also to take care of the floppy style. The other is that it is on the surface, but in fact, it has long been included in the plan to follow the caravan to Yingguo. After a lot of falsehoods, it will soon be a hit.
When Azhi came, Mu Qinghua had just left, which is funny because she refused the silver before. This time Mu Qinghua personally sent the gift that she sold to Yinlou earlier. Flower hairpin--wandering around, this thing was once again regarded as an expensive gift to Lin Luoran.
Lin Luoran thought it was funny and asked Mu Qinghua how much silver he bought for this set of jewelry.
The head of the Mu's caravan has a self-satisfied look and it is not expensive. What kind of pearls are in a small county, but only five thousand taels of silver was taken by the Mu's. It's a coincidence that Lin Luoran's eyes can be heard. One smoke and one smoke.
No treacherous, no business, the old shopkeeper who looks like a childish and foolish business is really a big profiteer. He collected one thousand two hundred taels of silver and made three thousand eight hundred taels in less than a day! Of course, Mu Qinghua would not lie to her on the price. She didn't know what kind of goods the Mu family was going to transport to Yingguo this time. Of course, there was no reason to ask her to **** her repeatedly.
When Azhi came, Lin Luoran hadn't had time to withdraw from the table earlier. He had to go to the county seat in the mountains and walked bare-handed for two hours. Seeing that the boy's eyes were bloodshot and he didn't sleep all night?
"There are steamed buns here, you will just have some." Lin Luoran just moved a little bit on the table. It was a waste of it, so she greeted Azhi to eat.
In fact, the monks in the formation period can not eat the food of the world, and they can live only by the nourishing cells of the spiritual energy in the body. Otherwise, how can the world often say that the immortals are eaten by the wind? Lin Luoran has always had the habit of eating on time, not only because she advanced too quickly and failed to adapt to the monks’ habits, but also because she took a small space with her and couldn’t control a heart that belongs to food... I don't want to forget the duty that belongs to a person, just cultivating the Hongchen Dao.
Azhi finished the porridge and steamed buns, and touched his mouth: "Sister Lin, I'm ready to go to Fengcheng."
Lin Luoran wasn't much surprised by this result. Seeing the young man awake at night, he knew his choice. To her surprise, Ah Zhi refused her support.
Brown rice is only three hundred wen and one stone, and the meat is ten wen and one catty. One thousand taels is enough for people in small mountain villages to live comfortably for a lifetime. Refusing such a sum of money is like a white-collar worker with a monthly income of several thousand, rejecting a sum from the sky. Millions of huge sums of money that do not need to be repaid are average.
Lin Luoran looked at the dark boy from then on.
The caravan from Mu’s family was leaving soon, and Ah Zhi also bought rice grains for his home to send back. The money for selling cured meats and skins and small fire foxes was enough for his mother to live for a long time, so Lin Luoran invited him to Fengcheng together. The team has to pass this larger city anyway.
Azhi Xinran agreed, and Lin Luoran asked him to go shopping. After all, he was a teenager. It is difficult to get out of the mountain several times a year. Actually, he was curious about the many shops in the county.
When he was gone, the eye-catching donor came to the door.
The Firefox is locked in the bamboo cage in his hand. I heard that the head of the Mu family came to hire Lin Luoran personally. Donors are not afraid that she will have no money to pay.
This little fox was originally bought by Lin Luoran with his own money.
What should I do with it now?
Lin Luoran didn't expect Ah Zhi to come so early, there was no time difference, she couldn't handle this Firefox. Presuming that the young man was about to turn around, Lin Luoran pinched a small Qianjie to cover him, ran back and forth in less than ten minutes, and simply released the little Firefox.
In the afternoon, someone from Mu's family came to invite.
Lin Luoran was wondering, why did he choose to set off at this time, the time was wrong, didn't he want to rest in the wilderness? She rushed to Mu's house with Ah Zhi. The old Mu's house in the county seat is very big. The motorcade is already lined up on the street. There are dozens of big vehicles.
When Mu Qinghua hired her, she said that she was transporting grain. The situation was turbulent, and it was normal for someone to grab grain on the road, so she hired a master to guard the town. Penglai and Yingguo are at war. Of course it is a huge profit to sell food, but it shouldn't be escorted to them like this, right? Lin Luoran used her spiritual sense to scan it slightly and found that the rice and wheat in these grain trucks still had a mystery, and she suddenly realized.
So, how can selling food make money by transporting weapons? Looking at dozens of carts with swords and heavy crossbows hidden in the grain cart, Lin Luoran sighed that the Mu family was brave and stretched out his hand over the war money, only knowing that Mu Qinghua and the smiling Mu Qingshan were ready to sell their weapons to Which country?
If it were an ordinary martial artist, he would definitely retreat at this moment, but Lin Luoran didn't care.
She came to be a monk, and she has exalted them too much in this world of advocating martial arts. Secondly, she is neither Penglai nor from Yingguo, and she has no sense of national honor.
"Ms. Lin will bother you all the way!" Mu Qinghua clasped his fists to get rid of it. With more than one hundred guards also well-equipped, the Mu family must have lost money this time.
Lin Luoran nodded and lowered the curtain.
The monk didn't make promises indiscriminately. Although following the convoy to listen to the news and **** the convoy, it was also a task for Lin Luoran. In his spare time, he can still practice. Lin Luoran gave up riding a horse and chose to ride a car. The curtain was released, which also cut off the eyes of many people from exploring.
Being courtesy of the Patriarch as a woman, many people want to know Lin Luoran's strength, and there are several thorns in the guard who are still eager to try.
Miss Mu's family, Mu Fei's will also go north with the team. Lin Luoran is not interested in exploring whether Mu's family is going to pack her family and run away. With this time, she might as well chat with Ah Zhi!
At dusk, the big **** was killed and the gods were sacrificed, and the convoy finally set off.
It was the first time Azhi rode in a carriage. The young man was a little awkward. Lin Luoran asked carefully and realized that he felt that the carriage was going up and down and it was better to walk! At the same time that Lin Luoran laughed, she also missed the car in her hometown. Compared with this kind of carriage that does not have a shock absorber, the advancement of earth technology is indeed something that benefits the public.
It was bumpy all the way, until it got to the outskirts of Fengcheng when it was dark.
At this time, there is no way to enter the city. Lin Luoran guessed that the Mu family secretly did not want to go to the city to rest. How can the inn in the city with crowds of people be convenient to come to the suburban inn?
After setting up camp, I started cooking. Lin Luoran looked very uncomfortable, and Mu Qingshan even shot someone to give her a single pot. A Zhibai was overwhelmed by the Mu's carriage and offered to help. Lin Luoran simply asked if he would make a fire and cook.
The hunters who often beg for life in the wild, of course, will make fires. The poor do not pay attention to the taste when cooking. Lin Luoran used the small stove that Azhi digs for cooking and pretended to choose two radishes and a piece of beef on the cart pulling the ingredients. It quietly replaced the radish in the space and piles of monster meat, stuffed a pot of "radish beef", only a little seasoning, and after a while the entire camp was smelling of strange meat.
Azhi swallowed with greed, and the bonfire reflected the dark face of the teenager, and his eyes were bright and scary.
Hungry?
Lin Luoran filled him with a large bowl of rice with a lot of "beef" and told him to eat quickly. The teenager gobbled it up and watched Lin Luoran laugh.
Many years later, when Ah Zhi became a famous martial artist, enough to enjoy the food that belongs to the privileged class of this world, he missed the "radish beef stew" that he ate outside Fengcheng. At that time, he understood that the "Sister Lin" he met in his childhood was a strange person, but time flies. In his lifetime, Azhi never saw the tall and mysterious female warrior in his memory... She was in the lives of a group of people. The brilliance that left a startling glimpse left an indelible mark.
Of course, Ah Zhi at this time is still a nervous young man who doesn't know whether Fengcheng Dapa will accept him.
Lin Luoran washed his hands and made soup, so many people in the Mu's caravan couldn't help taking a peek here.
Famous disciples, do these things too?
The status of the martial artist is lofty, and Lin Luoran looks hostile and frightening. Her actions like this scared the members of the Mu's caravan. When the aroma of "radish stewed beef" spread, the guards and guards who were eating the big pot of rice all swallowed their saliva, very jealous of the young man who was sitting next to the female warrior and eating special food, with a simple look, why...
Why!
Mu Feiyan slammed down the curtain and lost his temper at the cook. Why can't she buy the fox she is fond of, she has to apologize to the woman. Why is the flower hairpin she's fond of, being used by her father to please that woman. Miss Mu's family is not as good as an inexplicable woman... Isn't it just a little bit of hot tea? What's so great!
Mu Feiqiang was so angry that she lost her temper in the carriage.
Of course, the arrogant Miss Mu Jia would not admit it. Even the appearance advantage she was proud of at the beginning was also discovering that although Lin Luoran had a poor complexion, the more he looked at it, the more it tasted, this irrefutable perception In the middle, become ashamed and angry.
Along the way, her fourth uncle didn't know how many times she saw the car surnamed Lin. Isn't it just a taller figure? Fourth uncle, you big **** guy, a big **** guy who has never seen a woman!
Mu Qingshan, who was eating a big pot of rice with the guards, sneezed, somewhat inexplicably.
The weather is a bit cold. The bonfire tonight has to burn a little bit to prevent someone in the convoy from catching the wind and chill. Mu Qingshan thought wildly, couldn't help but cast his sight not far away.
Lin Luoran is as long as jade, and has finished eating and got into the car indifferently. The dark boy is putting out the stove.
I don't know what their relationship is, Mu Qingshan's thoughts drifted away...