It's not scary to travel through a book, you can change your fate as a cannon fodder by yoursel

Just when everyone was nervous, the horse team galloped away without slowing down at all.

"It's okay, they're just troops passing by." Liang Bin put away his sword and lifted the alarm.

It was the first time for Weng Xiaoxiao to face the enemy head-on. She was so nervous that her hands holding the crossbow became numb. She rubbed her hands and stamped her feet before going over to help Chunxia.

Just as everyone was sitting around, grilling fish, eating porridge, talking and laughing, two dark shadows slowly came over from the distance.

"Stand there and don't go any further." Liang Bin shouted sharply.

"My dear warrior, my father and I came to Shuncheng to seek refuge with our relatives. We came here when we saw the fire. Please be kind, as we haven't had a hot meal for a whole day."

"If you have nothing to eat, I can give you a few cakes and a bowl of porridge, but that's all. You are not allowed to come near." Liang Bin said bluntly.

The man cupped his hands, bent his waist and said, "That's enough, that's enough, thank you very much."

Liang Bin delivered the food personally.

In the wilderness, an old man and a child dared to approach a group of people. How could they not be afraid?

Weng Xiaoxiao carefully looked at the man, looking him up and down several times, until she saw the boots on the two feet, and frowned slightly. She quietly took out a bag of medicine powder and poured it into the wine bag, shook it, and handed it to Liang Bin.

Liang Bin saw Weng Xiaoxiao's suggestive look, took it, and walked over again, "My master is kind-hearted, so he'll give you a pot of wine to warm you up."

"Food is enough. Wine is too expensive. I dare not drink it. I dare not drink it." The old man politely refused.

"Take it, meeting is fate." Liang Bin said nothing more, put it on the ground and left. He sat back and continued eating as if nothing had happened, and kept chatting with everyone, as if those two had never been there.

After eating and drinking, you can do what you need to do and everything is in order.

"Brother Liang, the wine hasn't been touched. What should we do?" Ordinary people would not be indifferent to wine, unless they had a special mission, they would not dare to drink it and could not drink it.

Liang Bin lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, I have put medicine in the porridge, it will just take a little longer. The brothers are already packing up, and we will set off after those two fall down."

Oh, they were actually loading something. It seemed that they had some gestures and secret codes that I didn't understand. When escorting outside, people were indeed extremely alert.

Liang Bin's people were ready, and Weng Xiaoxiao hurried over to tell Chunxia and Xiaokong a few words. Their luggage was in the car and had not been taken out yet. They just needed to put it in the car and leave.

Liang Bin sat down and dozed off. Seeing two people fall down not far away, he quietly went over with his companions, quickly tied up the two men's hands and feet, and gagged them.

"You shit girl, can't you even pretend to be decent?" She said and kicked the short man.

"Never mind all that, let's go!" As long as we didn't kidnap the wrong good guy, it's fine.

When they took action, they had already started harnessing the carriages. When the two men came over, they whipped the horses and set off.

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Looking at the two men who were almost frozen, he yelled, "Damn it, are you still alive?"

The man kicked away the thug who was about to force the two men to drink. "There's something wrong with this wine. Why did you give it to them? You're all idiots." He stepped forward and fed them a few sips of the wine he brought with him, and poured some on their faces.

After a while, the old man and the young man woke up.

"Where is the caravan you were asked to keep an eye on?"

"Chief? You're here so soon?" The old man, still in shock, looked at the man in surprise.

The man was so angry that he fell backwards. It was really inconvenient to use his subordinates, as they were not his own. "Look, where is the caravan? They left long ago."

"We fell asleep? What time is it now?" The little man was also confused.

The old man looked around, then at the furious man. What else did he not understand? They were drugged. He knelt down hurriedly and said, "Chief, we are not doing our job well. Please spare our lives."

According to Motuo's previous temper, these two people could not be kept. But now there are few people, occupying a small hill, and they dare not do it in a big way, for fear that the Yang family army will discover their whereabouts.

"I'll settle the score with you when I get back. Let's go."

"Our people are here, shouldn't we give chase?" the little man muttered.

This completely irritated Mo Tuo, who went up and whipped him, "Why are you chasing him? It's been two hours, and if you catch up with him, he'll be near Shuncheng. Are you going to Shuncheng to die? Idiot."

Moto jumped on his horse, and everyone hurriedly formed a team to follow. This team didn't even have a few horses, and they had their eyes on Weng Xiaoxiao's caravan, so they targeted the dozen or so horses.

In the war a few months ago, Moto escaped with only two of his confidants. He was seriously injured and could not return to his hometown, nor did he dare to go back. He could only find a place to hide. He accidentally robbed a bandit's nest and became a mountain king, hoping to secretly accumulate strength and one day, avenge his previous shame.

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Weng Xiaoxiao and the others did not dare to delay, and whipped their horses all the way, arriving at Shuncheng at dawn. They were not in a hurry to meet Chen Cheng, and first found an inn to settle down and let everyone have a good sleep.

It’s hard to say that it was the guide’s fault for encountering bandits, but Weng Xiaoxiao still asked Liang Bin to pay him off and didn’t dare to stay with him any longer.

After waking up from her afternoon nap, Weng Xiaoxiao asked the waiter to deliver a letter to Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng was getting anxious waiting day by day. When he got the news, he immediately ran to the inn with Liu Hongsheng to meet Weng Xiaoxiao.

After greeting each other, Liang Bin hid away. Business matters had nothing to do with him.

"Brother Chen, Brother Liu, is everyone okay?"

Liu Hongsheng felt relieved when he saw the boss. He smiled and said, "Boss, everyone is good. It's just that I'm used to doing things at home. I feel a little uncomfortable with the idleness in the past two months. It's freezing outside and there's nowhere to go."

Chen Cheng nodded and looked at the skinny Weng Xiaoxiao with an apologetic look on his face. "You are a weak scholar, and you have gone through a lot of hardship."

Doesn't this fool know that she is a girl?

"We have understood the situation in Shuncheng thoroughly. To put it bluntly, they are xenophobic. They are particularly xenophobic. They are only willing to cooperate with a few familiar companies and are not friendly to new caravans at all."

"Do they have a grudge against money? Everyone knows that only when there is more competition can prices be lowered." Xiao Kong asked in confusion.

"This little brother has a very sharp view of the problem. There are three trading companies headed by Shuncheng, Futai, Qinglong, and Zhaohe. That is, we must visit one of them, become a partner, and be under their care before we can do business in Shuncheng. Otherwise, we can only sell retail ourselves, and no store will buy your goods in bulk. Retail? How can foreign merchants wait?"

"What about opening a shop here?"

Liu Hongsheng sighed. It was really hard to make a living in the outside world. "It's easy to open a shop, but a shop without a background won't last long. Behind almost all shops are the shadows of those three families."

As soon as I entered the city gate, I could see the depression of Shuncheng. Border trade was sluggish. The imperial decree was one aspect, and Shuncheng's local protectionism was another. No wonder I didn't encounter many caravans along the way. The business that should have made a lot of money turned out to be so desolate.

"Are there any competitions among these three companies? What are the rules for visiting one of them?"