Farmer’s Blessed Girl

By the time Nie Canjun and the others escorted the convoy, Man Bao and the others were already squatting on the side of the road with the young people in this town and nibbling on melons.

Of course, it cost money. The melons piled up in front of them were all bought with money. Bai Shan was soaked in the rain and dew. He bought the melons from several people, and then squatted on the roadside while eating and talking to them.

The young man and the lady who sold the melons seemed a little embarrassed. They glanced at the melons piled up in front of them and said, "Young Master, this melon can be kept for a few more days in a cool place."

Bai Shancai said boldly: "It's okay, we have a lot of people, and we will finish eating in a while."

The young man who spoke did not know that there was a large convoy behind them. He thought it was just a few of them, so he glanced at their guards and said nothing.

Bai Shan distributed the melons to Daji and the others. After walking in the desert for two days, they would subconsciously save some water when they drank it, and their mouths would be dry, so as soon as they took the melons, they split them open and drank them one by one. chew up.

Man Bao and the others were a little gentle, but they refused Daji and the others to split the melon with their own knives.

That knife has killed sheep and peeled rabbits, and that's fine, mainly because it has also killed people, and they don't really want a knife that has killed people to chop melons.

Fortunately, Man Bao also had a knife, so she touched her waist, took out a short dagger, and pulled it out to start cutting melons.

Bai Shan was hesitant to say anything after seeing it, but seeing that they all happily took the melon and ate it, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

In fact, the knife that the queen sent is only afraid of killing more people, but it has been a long time.

Bai Shan glanced at the melon in his hand and took a sip without any difficulty. Man Bao already exclaimed, "It's so sweet, can your melons be eaten so early?"

The youth said: "It was planted in a greenhouse."

He sighed: "Our melons are delicious, and the guests from the Western Regions like them, as well as the guests from the Central Plains, and no matter where they come from, they like to bring some when they leave. I heard that they are going to take home for their relatives to eat. So we will grow a little in the greenhouse, so that we can eat melons from June and continue until August."

Normally, the melons here are harvested in July.

"But there are very few people this year. I heard that people in the Central Plains have a strange disease. That kind of strange disease is contagious. Hundreds of thousands of people have died, and several cities have been empty. Therefore, no merchants come, and these melons are sold. don't go out."

Man Bao and a few people: "... how did the word spread like this?"

The young people immediately asked: "By the way, you came from the Central Plains, right? Did you flee for your life?"

The eldest lady on the side came up and asked, "I heard that even the Khan is dead."

Man Bao was startled and waved his hands quickly: "Don't dare to talk nonsense, Your Majesty is well, not hundreds of thousands of people have died, only more than 2,000 people have died."

The young people were very suspicious, "Are you lying? We've all heard that one city was sealed off, and everyone who entered it died. Several cities were empty in the Central Plains."

"So the merchants in the Western Regions didn't come after hearing about it. Some of them went halfway. After hearing about it, they turned and went north. They heard that they were going to another country."

Man Bao: "Go north? Isn't that Huihe? What's there to go to?"

Bai Shan: "That is, is there silk and satin in Huihe? Is there tea? Is there porcelain?"

How did the young man know, he didn't even know where Huihe was, so he could only look at them blankly.

Yin Or brought the topic back, "You are all local people in this town, so there is no business travel from other places?"

"Yes," said the young man, "there are those who have lived for several years. They have run out of money and can't leave. They can only make money here, and they can leave only if they have tolls."

Bai Shan's eyes flashed and he asked, "Are there any people from the Central Plains?"

"Have."

"Then there are people from the Western Regions?"

"All, all."

Bai Shan was satisfied and asked with a smile, "Where do they live?"

The young people became vigilant and asked, "What is the son looking for them?"

Bai Shan said with a smile: "We are going to the Western Regions. If we want to find a guide, it is best to invite people from the Central Plains who have been to the Western Regions, or people from the Central Plains and the Western Regions."

Hearing that it was this and not the accommodation, the young people suddenly put their guard aside and waved their hands indifferently: "They, I guess where in the town are they helping people work, those people said they came out to travel, but they didn't. I have money for accommodation, no money to eat, and I can’t even support myself, so what’s your travel history?”

Therefore, the young people in the town don't like to travel far, and naturally they have never thought of being a guide for others, and of course they can't be a guide.

In the eyes of young people, it is very dangerous to be far away from their hometown. At light level, they cannot go home like those in the town, and even have problems with food and lodging; .

As soon as the vigilance was put down, everyone started chatting from all over the world. Of the six people, even Zhou Liru can occasionally utter a sentence or two. The young people responded enthusiastically to her and Man Bao's questions. After all, who wouldn't like a beautiful little girl?

So by the time the convoy arrived, Bai Shan and the others had already figured out the situation in the town, and they had almost eaten the melon in their hands.

The convoy was just approaching the street, and it hadn't come in yet. Because there were too many people, there were too many cars and horses, and people on the street quickly found out, so everyone immediately left Bai Shan and the others rushed over. This time it was men, women and children together rush.

God, so many people, how much money would they make if they lived in their homes...

Bai Shan quickly grabbed a young man's back collar, pulled him over and asked with a smile, "What are you running for?"

The young man shouted: "Let go of me, let me go, you don't have accommodation..."

Man Bao took out a dime of silver from his purse and threw it in front of him, and the young man immediately said, "Your eyes are really powerful, just like what the people from the Central Plains said, your eyes are like fire, my yard is really a few places. The best in the house, if you live in my house..."

"I don't live in your house," Bai Shan said, "your family lives in Zhendong, we want to live in Zhenxi."

The young man choked and said dissatisfiedly, "What happened to Zhendong?"

"Didn't you just say that those few travelers who have no money live in the east of town?" Bai Shan said: "There must be an inn in the town. You take us to the largest and safest inn, and we will pay you."

He gestured for him to look at their clothes and asked with a smile, "Do you think we look like people who will live in Zhendong and wrong us?"

Who cares, move in first, but don't refund money when you're not satisfied when you check out.

But the young man also thought to himself, he glanced at the melons on the ground, they were quite happy talking just now, and they also bought so many melons from them, which was somewhat embarrassing to trick people.

After hesitating for a while, he glanced at the people who had already surrounded the convoy. He felt that he would not be able to grab the soup, let alone the meat, so he sighed and nodded, "Okay, I'll show you guys. Go, but it's agreed, you'll be paid."

Man Bao took back the silver horn, took out a bunch of money and said: "If you introduce well, I will give you half, if you introduce very well, I will give you all, if you introduce us to our satisfaction, I will give you This silver horn."

The young man was stunned, your standard is too subjective, right?

I wish the book friend "Mo Yan" a happy birthday, everything goes well, and every day is happy

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