The history of counterfeit antique dealers' cottage struggle

There was a gang of robbers on the road from Bifeng Mountain to the Tongzu. For the safety of the goods, every time the sect outside the mountain went to trade, it would organize a guard team of about fifty supernatural beings to deter the robbers.Wen Gu, who has very weak abilities, can become a member of the guard team, all thanks to his status as the patriarch's personal follower.Jin Wenshe chose to bring Wen Gu with him, of course, because Wen Gu has a big mouth, which is convenient for him to understand outside information.

There are not many green horses in the Shanwai Sect, there are only more than 40 in total. This time the caravan used [-] horses to carry goods. Each green horse was led by a supernatural person, and the rest of the people were in charge of guarding around the caravan. , to prevent halfway gangs of robbers from attacking.

The gang of robbers on the road is not large, usually around a dozen or so people. They are familiar with the caravans that often travel and know that the defense of the caravans outside the mountain is not weak.

Jin Wenshe had far-sighted eyes and saw that most of the robbers were in ragged clothes and pale faces, and few of them had supernatural powers.Dazui Wengu revealed that the members of these bandits came from various tribes, and they were either marginalized by the tribe, or were expelled from the country for violating the rules of the tribe.It is not easy for individuals in the Hundred Clans Continent to survive in the wilderness. These people who were expelled from the group formed gangs and robbed to survive in the unintentional areas.

Based on the situation seen along the way, it is estimated that the business of these robbery gangs is not good. Jin Wenshe wants to know how these robbers who can't get their property can survive.

After walking for two days, the caravan entered the territory of the pupil clan.The territory of the Tong tribe is dominated by plains, and there are many rivers in the territory, and they often have to ferry across the river.Just entering the border of the pupil tribe, before seeing the villages and pedestrians, a big river lies in front of you. There is a simple pier on the bank of the big river, and two wooden boats are parked. Three thin people are sitting on the stone pile beside the pier. , That is the porter who helps the pedestrians crossing the river to carry the luggage.The owner standing on the bow of the wooden boat is a member of the Hitomi tribe.

The Hitomi people are tall and slender, with big and round eyes, bright eyes, and obvious pupil constriction, very similar to cats.

Seeing Elder Fei, the one-year-old shipowner of the Tong clan immediately cupped his fists and greeted with a loud smile: "Elder Wen, it seems that there are more goods to be traded this time! Congratulations!"

Elder Fei is the elder of the Wen clan's Shanwai sect. People of other races always regard the Shanwai sect and the Shanli sect as one tribe, and call them the elders of the Wen clan.

"Haha, I need to trouble the boatman to make more round trips." Elder Fei put his palms together and nodded in return.

"Elder Wen, don't worry, our two brothers will quickly and safely transport your goods to the other side." Another ship owner also came to speak.

The two of them are brothers, they can't practice without supernatural powers, and they don't have special skills to make a living, so they make a living by ferrying on this river.There are not many people passing through this river, and the two brothers can barely get enough food and clothing.The freight for the Wen caravan in Shanwaili for each trip across the river can cost the brothers five or six days.

"Shouldn't porters carry it this time?" The boss of the ship owner glanced at the three eager raccoons on the shore, and asked one more question. The raccoons are thin, with yellow and black complexion, small faces, sharp chins, and dull eyes.Hearing that the boss of the ship owner asked about business for them, there was an expression on his face immediately, and he stood up full of expectations.

"No, we have enough people." Elder Fei shook his head. The tribe itself is not well-off, and there are many people, so there is no need for additional expenses.

Hearing Elder Fei's refusal, the three raccoons had expressions of resentment besides disappointment.

Jin Wenshe stared at the three raccoons until the raccoons noticed and showed a look of fear.

"The raccoons are just like mice, running around everywhere. In the spring, they sneaked across the northern border to dig wild food in our territory, but they were chased back by Elder Yun." Wen Gu obviously didn't like the raccoons, and muttered about the raccoons.

After the division contest delimits the territory, the three gods strictly forbid all the tribes to infringe on the divided territory. If there is a tribal foul, the venerable Yu tribe will lead the God Alliance forces to punish, deprive the invader of the territory, and disqualify the invader tribe from participating in the division competition , and exiled the invader tribes to the northernmost wild land.

After the rules of the division competition were formulated, there were fouls committed by two tribes, and the people of these two tribes are now dying in the northern wilderness.

Because there are three gods as the world's police, even if the raccoon clan is living in poverty due to the poor territory, they will not dare to blatantly invade Bifeng Mountain, and will only cross the border to do some sneaky things.The people of the Shanwai clan who are next to the raccoon clan hate them very much.

"These three porters are not from last year." A supernatural person interjected beside him.

"Where did last year go?" Wen Gu asked.

"Dead, Chuchun once saw their corpses in the wilderness, gnawed badly by wild beasts."

"Ah..." Wen Gu closed his mouth, a trace of pity appeared on his face, and he didn't continue to criticize the raccoon.

The owners of the two ferry boats had to go back and forth more than a dozen times before the Jinwenshe and his party were ferried. The green horses recognized their owners and could swim. They didn’t need a wooden ferry, and they automatically followed the wooden boat to the other side.

In the next two days, I crossed the river twice. The flow of people at these two ferries was much higher than that of the first one. Not only were there more boats on the ferry, but there were also more porters carrying luggage and goods for the passengers.However, there are very few raccoons among the porters, most of them are members of the Tong clan, or Lang people who are particularly tall.

Most of the Lang people are 180 cm tall, with curly hair, light green eyes, and mainly single eyelids. If they are not single eyelids, they are of mixed race.

The Lang nationality is a race that intermarries with various races on this continent and can give birth normally. Other races intermarry and give birth to children whose blood does not dissolve and rarely survive. Therefore, there is naturally no intermarriage among hundreds of ethnic groups.

Even if the Lang nationality can intermarry normally, other ethnic groups are not happy, because the Lang nationality has strong genes, and regardless of whether the intermarriage partner is male or female, the offspring will mainly have the physical characteristics of the Lang nationality.

Seeing the porters at the pier, Jin Wenshe once again lamented that the world relies on strength to survive.The weak raccoons can only stay in the depressed pier and wait for business, and the busy pier is occupied by local snake-eyed people and powerful Lang people.The owner of the non-transition ship has no people other than the Tong clan. This may be the self-interest protection behavior of the Tong clan, and no foreign race is allowed to grab the jobs of the clan.

After crossing the third ferry, the Shanwaizong caravan arrived at Shengzhou, the most prosperous trading city of the Tong nationality.Shengzhou City is like an ancient Chinese city, surrounded by high walls, with a large population. In addition to pupils, there are also traders of various ethnic groups on the street. The obvious differences in the appearance of the ethnic groups make it easy for the Jinwen Society to distinguish and feast. It's a blessing in disguise.The races on the planet Hundred Clans are much more abundant than the races on Earth.

Shanwaili has a fixed accommodation in Shengzhou, which is a cheap inn run by an immigrant of the Wen ethnic group. In view of the face of the same ethnic group, the innkeeper charges a little more.

The innkeeper is very attentive and considerate in service, and his two sons are also kept busy.In a hurry, the caravan stayed at the inn, preparing to go to the trading market early tomorrow morning to trade.

At dinner, Jinwen Society ate a kind of noodle cake provided by the inn, which tasted much better than the starch cake grown by Shanwaizong itself.It tasted delicious, and Jin Wenshe ate two yuan more, and his stomach was a little full, so he went to the inn yard for a while.Wen Gu didn't come out with him, and practiced cross-legged on the bunk. Because of poverty, the Shanwai sect didn't choose to live in a single room, but a guest room for six people.

There are a few flower trees planted in the backyard of the inn. It is the time when the flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers wafts in, making people feel at ease.Following the scent of flowers, Jin Wenshe unknowingly walked to the backyard.

A quarrel from the house in the backyard stopped Jinwenshe in its tracks.

"Father, I hate them! We can't keep giving them discounts!" The voice was young, and Jin Wenshe recognized the voice of the youngest son of the innkeeper.

"Why not? We are of the same race! We should take care of each other." The innkeeper scolded his son.

"Take care of each other? I only see that they are taking advantage of us, taking advantage of us like bloodsuckers! We didn't get any benefits from the Wen clan!" The youngest son of the innkeeper was furious.

"Crack!" Jin Wenshe heard a sound, and there were two exclamations in the room.

"Father! You hit me!"

"Father! Brother is right!" The eldest son of the innkeeper defended his brother.

"Where is that right? I am willing to give them the profit! Our family must not forget our roots, our roots are in Bifeng Mountain." The innkeeper's voice was panting, obviously out of breath.

"Father, you are willing, but I am not!" The youngest son of the innkeeper was obviously not convinced by his father, and the retorting voice was even more encouraging. "If it weren't for the appearance of the Wen clan, I would have been like Tongren, and I could sign up to be a servant of the Yu clan and serve the gods."

"You..." The innkeeper raised his hand again angrily at what the youngest son said.

"Father! Don't hit my brother, what he said is not unreasonable."

"Father, I really don't want to be a member of the Wen tribe!" The voice of the youngest son of the innkeeper was full of tears. "The Wen clan is so poor, and there are no powerful venerables. Who in Shengzhou City can look down on the Wen clan? If you dare to offend the Tong people, you are afraid that if you offend the Tong people, they will drive our family back to Bifeng Mountain."

The ancestors of the innkeeper were forced by life to leave the tribe and go to a foreign land to survive. Immigrants like them have a low status in the local area, and the scope of intermarriage is small, but even so, the living conditions are better than those of the Bifengshan tribe.

Hearing that he was rushing back to Bifeng Mountain, the innkeeper was discouraged. After a while, he said helplessly, "Son, since we are born as Wen people, no matter where we go, our children and grandchildren will only have the characteristics of the Wen family."

If you want to change your own characteristics, you can only intermarry with the Lang people and become a member of the Lang people.

The two sons of the innkeeper complained about their appearance, but not to the point of wishing that their offspring would not look like themselves.

"Father, is there really no other way? No matter where we go, the appearance of the Wen clan can't change our status?"

"There is no way, unless our roots can become stronger, which is why I give preferential treatment to the same clan."

"Can Bifeng Mountain be strong?"

"... "

When Jin Wenshe heard this, he was covered in cold sweat. He quietly left the backyard, returned to the guest room, sat on the bunk and meditated for a long time, and realized that his original thoughts had to be adjusted.It is not feasible to leave the tribe to live a good life when you have strength. Birth closely links everyone's destiny with the future of the tribe.