Farmer’s Blessed Girl

After walking for two days, they saw the grass on the edge of the desert on the third day. The team cheered.

Man Bao looked at the car window for a long time. Bai Shan rode a horse and ran from the front with her horse in his hand. He invited her and said, "They said there are wild rabbits ahead, do you want to go hunting?"

Man Bao's eyes lit up, he took the bow and arrow and left the team and ran first.

Dae-gil followed with his guards.

Heavy rain rolled his eyes and beckoned a few brothers to follow.

There are really not many rabbits on the grass, but it is rare to see green, so the mood for horse racing will be much better. The land here is very hard, and the Gobi and grassland are not very clear. Man Bao thought, it must be very difficult to farm here.

"Look, it's a river!"

Everyone immediately stretched their necks to look. Lan Yingying was really a river, and it was a big river. Everyone got excited and ran towards the river. It was a meandering river. There are three roads with traces, and everyone can't help but look at the heavy rain.

Heavy rain identified the direction and pointed to the north: "It should be over there."

There is also the direction of the river, everyone ran forward in the direction of the river, and the team behind them also accelerated, and ran not far behind them.

Going forward along the river, Man Bao and the others first saw sporadic grazing herdsmen and flocks of cattle and sheep, and then they saw farmland not far from the river.

As soon as they saw the farmland, everyone was refreshed. The place where most people live would not be too far from the farmland. Sure enough, but after a while, everyone saw the house built by the yellow mud. There was a curl of cooking smoke rising in the air, and Man Bao subconsciously looked at it. Looking at the sun in the sky, he said strangely: "It's not too soon or too late, how come there is cooking smoke?"

Da Yu said: "This is dinner. They eat twice a day. Some people drink some goat milk in the morning and eat in the afternoon, which is equivalent to eating one meal a day."

"Didn't you say that many merchants will pass by here?"

Heavy rain grinned and said: "So when there is no war, they can have enough to eat in the afternoon, otherwise many people will have milk tea and make some naan cakes in the afternoon when it is not cold and war is not going on. ."

Bai Shan pointed to the farmland by the river and asked, "Don't they grow food? The yield is very low?"

How did he know that the rain had never been planted before?

"Anyway, they are very poor, much poorer than the people in our small town."

That's how they feel that the town is good everywhere, and they don't want to move their nests if they are beaten to death.

While talking, their horses approached the village, so let's call it a village, because there are not many houses and not many people.

People in the village found them, and then they heard shouts and cheers, and many people ran out of the house. Before they could move, the children and teenagers in the village were already running towards them.

They ran to the front, put their hands together in a Buddhist salute, chatted to them, and then stretched out their hands to tug at their horses.

Man Bao widened his eyes, turned his head and said to Bai Shan, "I don't understand them."

Bai Shan didn't understand either, but he could see the enthusiasm and smiles on their faces, so he didn't resist, but touched Pirate Li's neck and let him follow them.

The heavy rain slowly allowed them to help him lead the horse, and said, "I don't understand either, but I know they are soliciting passengers, let's go, there are so many people in our motorcade, and this village is so small, it is estimated that every household has a You have to vacate a room to live in, so you don’t have to rob guests at all.”

Man Bao was quite curious, "Did you not live in this village when you passed by before?"

"I didn't have this village at all when I left," said Da Yu. "It seems that this house was only built during this period."

Yeah?

A few people from Manbao went to look at the yellow mud houses on both sides of the road, only to find that although it was not very good, it didn't seem to have many traces of use, and it really looked like it was newly built.

Entering the entrance of the village, the adults also greeted them and greeted them with smiles, all of which were Buddhist rituals.

Heavy rain said: "Gaochang believes in Buddha, this area is very close to Gaochang, these people may have escaped after the destruction of Gaochang."

For the person who gave the smile, Man Bao and the others also subconsciously smiled back, and then dismounted to return the Confucian ritual.

The villagers became more enthusiastic, and they were about to enter. The crowd even quarreled. Two sturdy women took advantage of their gender to squeeze in and hold Man Bao and Zhou Liru's horses, pointing at them. The family kept making gestures, wanting to take them home to rest.

Man Bao smiled slightly, pointed to the outside of the village and said, "There are still people outside, so many, so many people."

Although the language was not clear, everyone still understood her gestures, and everyone subconsciously looked in the direction she pointed, and it happened that the carriage faintly appeared in their line of sight.

The villagers' eyes widened immediately.

At first, I was puzzled, why are these guests only riding horses and not even carrying luggage?

But now they understand when they see the carriage, this is a caravan, it looks like a big caravan!

Dear guest!

As a result, the villagers became more enthusiastic. The person who had already taken the lead in grabbing Manbao and his horses did not let go, but shouted a few times later, while the person who was squeezed behind and couldn’t grab them had spread their feet and ran towards the convoy.

When the people who were called out of the house by them saw them, they didn't ask them the reason, they spread their feet and ran out. Man Bao and the others instantly became empty, and only the people who were still holding their horses were still there.

Man Bao and the others were not in a hurry, so they walked slowly along the road to the village, and the one who led their horse wanted to invite them into the house to rest first, but a few refused.

They didn't dare to force it, for fear that they would be snatched away, so they could only follow step by step.

When the people in the convoy arrived, the talents who followed them around and came back were startled, looked at the number of people, and then looked at Zhou Man and the others, and they were not in a hurry.

There are so many people that they don't have to rob them to get their turn at home, and these people look like a group.

The villagers enthusiastically crowded the convoy into the village, because no one can hold so many people, and there are no shops here, so everyone was stuck on the road.

Finally, an old man came out and shouted to make everyone quiet, and then stepped forward to look at them, as if he was looking for the boss.

Li Guanshi took the initiative to negotiate, but he did not understand Hu language, and these people could not understand Chinese.

So the two pedestrians stood up, Wei Xingren translated it for them, and Man Bao and a few others came up to listen curiously.

Gold and silver are rarely seen here, and copper coins are rarely used. What they prefer is silk cloth and tea, which are hard currencies in the Western Regions.

See you tomorrow