Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

Just as Qin Juan expected, Zhao Huaizhi did not agree with Songman to transfer to Usi Tibetan that day.

Afterwards, Songman didn't dare to bring up this matter again, but he couldn't learn anything at first.

On the contrary, Xiao Qu'er can maintain seriousness and original enthusiasm in learning everything.

On the [-]th day of the third month in the lunar calendar, it is advisable to travel, and everything goes well, so on this day Qin Juan went to Zhao Huaizhi to ask for a vacation for the two cubs.

Zhao Huaizhi naturally agreed.

Playing is a child's nature, and finally they can come out, and the two cubs are clamoring to go to the market.

Come on, I didn't want to take them into the center of Harmi city, you must know that Harmi is not peaceful.

Qin Juan: "Just stroll around here, there is nothing interesting in the market..."

The two had straight faces, obviously unhappy.

"..." Qin Juan looked at the two small faces whose facial features were wrinkled together, and rubbed his forehead feeling a little headache.

After a stalemate for a while, Songman heard the hawking on the street, and immediately raised the curtain.

Although there are not as many people walking on the street as in Luobu City, there are still people who hawk here.

"What's that food?" Songman asked.

Qin Juan stopped the carriage. If Songman and the others agreed to walk around here, they would not have to go to the city. After all, they had to go through the inspection of the Haermi government to enter the city, so he didn't want to be so troublesome.

Qin Juan followed Song Man's gaze and saw the things on the table of the old woman's stall.

"It's yogurt and fried cakes, both of which are sweets."

"Can I eat it?" Zai Luobu was under the control of Princess Wudusi, Ji Buza and Wudu, and he hadn't eaten sweets for a long, long time.

"Can your teeth take it?"

"Better."

"Okay, you guys go down to eat, and after eating, I will take you to that teahouse for a stroll before going back." Qin Juan's meaning was obvious, that is, he would not take them into the city.

Song Man also heard it and nodded.

After Songman and Xiaoqu'er got off the car, Qin Juan asked the groom to wait under the big tree, gave some instructions, and then followed the two children.

The old woman only sells yogurt, and the fried ones are not cakes, but yogurt sticks, which are exactly the same as those Jibuza bought Songman when he was a child.

Xiao Qu'er is not used to yogurt, so she stopped eating after a few mouthfuls.

Songman said that he was wasting, but he also ate up what Xiaoquer didn't finish.

For this, Qin Juan praised Song Man.

Huhu said that the two children should be rewarded and punished clearly, and what should be praised must be praised, so that they can understand what kindness is.

"It smells so good over there." Xiao Qu'er smelled the fragrance and looked over.

"It's roast chicken, do you want to eat it?"

Xiao Qu'er nodded, he was not full.

"Let's go, let's eat roast chicken." After paying for the yogurt and fried milk sticks, Qin Juan walked towards the roast chicken shop, holding one in each hand.

Qin Juan asked the peddler how much it was, but the peddler gestured for a long time, but Qin Juan didn't understand.

Qin Juan took out a silver bean and asked, "Two?"

"One." The peddler gestured, and now Qin Juan understood.

"It's so expensive!" Qin Juan didn't expect it to be so expensive because the roast chicken was only a little bigger than a palm.

After waiting for them for half an hour, Qin Juan gave each of them one roast chicken and told them to eat it up and not waste it.

When it was time to eat it, Fang felt it was worth the wait.

The roast chicken should be marinated with salt and spices in advance, oiled for a short time, and then grilled on the fire.

After roasting, they sprinkled a bunch of seasonings they hadn't seen before, even Songman used his fingers to get a little of the seasoning off the grilled chicken, but in the end he only recognized cumin and pepper...

After eating, Qin Juan still felt unsatisfied. No wonder the tables were full of customers. You must know that there are not many people passing by on this street.

It's just that this peddler doesn't know if he can't speak, or because he is from another place, he can't understand Mongolian and Umbrella...

Song Man asked Xiao Qu'er: "Is it possible?"

"It's so delicious." Xiao Qu'er ate with a big face, looked up and saw Song Man, but it was not much better.

"If I don't eat well, I'll order two more." Qin Juan said.

Although the two children shook their heads unanimously, Qin Juan had already ordered two more: "Come over and get some later, if you don't want to eat, I'll give it to your father."

The two nodded and continued to gnaw on the bones.

There is a tall house here, and it can be seen from the Uighur characters on the towel sails floating outside the house that it is a tea house.

Several times Qin Juan watched from a distance, or passed this building, but never passed that street.

Occasionally, he also caught a glimpse of people from the other family going to that street. Although he knew they were going to the teahouse, he didn't care.

There are many horses, vehicles and hunchbacks parked outside the teahouse...

The face of the waiter in the teahouse is the face of the Uighur, and the shopkeeper or the manager also looks like a Uighur.

It's just that the guests in the teahouse have faces from all over the world.

The building is filled with the aroma of tea and food.

Noisy, condensed the language of various ethnic groups, occasionally can understand a few words.

It seems that there is no difficulty in the existence of such buildings and inns in the land of the Western Regions.

The shopkeeper of the inn was used to watching the army come and go, and after the slaughter, they resumed their livelihood.

It seems that the battle that could not bear to be mentioned in Da Ying's story a year ago has really dissipated in the dust of history.

I don't know how long it took, but the original routine of a city was restored here...

Perhaps, he should correctly examine the current Patriarch of the Heyan Clan, the man he had always regarded as an enemy.

What method did Bo Bonu use to erase a battle in a city... and rebuild the city so calmly.

The number of people coming and going has decreased, but the interest has gradually returned.

Maybe that nasty Bobo Nu, he has the ability to manipulate a person, an army, a city...

He can do whatever he wants...

Here, no one knows that there was once an army sent by King Dayong that was wiped out here.

No one knows that the young Sambagan was shrouded in horse leather here.

No one knew that the eagle that had died once crawled out of the pool of blood, changed its name and surname, and was taken away by the army of the Heyan clan.

After entering an inner room on the first floor, the noise was finally isolated from the door. Although the effect was not obvious...but the ears felt much better than before.

The waiter served tea, which was made by mixing tea leaves with milk. There was a large iron pot near the gate of the teahouse, where a cook and an apprentice were making tea, and the guests would watch when they came in.

After Qin Juan took a sip of his tea, he heard the guests at the next table discussing in a low voice how to get into the city, using Usi Tibetan.

Xiao Qu'er drank the tea in small sips, perhaps because he had never had such a delicious tea, so he drank it carefully, for fear of finishing it in one gulp.

Unlike ordinary milk tea, there should be other things added in it, otherwise the taste would not be so special.

At this time, the waiter came in again humming a little song.

There are some side dishes, including peanuts, a few skewers of barbecue, and a few pieces of naan. These are ordered by Songman, and I don’t want too much.

The naan is stuffed with mutton, tender and juicy.

For Songman who grew up eating mutton, he could even guess how big the mutton was and what kind of roast it was.

"It's a lamb so it's tender, so it's roasted with red willow." Song Man said to Xiao Qu'er seriously.

"Brother, you are amazing!"

Qin Juan was quite relieved to see the two of them respecting each other as brothers and sisters: "Sit down for a while, don't run around, I will come as soon as I show respect."

"Yeah." Xiao Qu'er shook her face and nodded.

Qin Juan couldn't help rubbing his head violently before leaving

Coming out of Gong's room, Qin Juan suddenly saw two people walking towards the backyard.

Is it the other guy?

Is the building over there in the backyard also a tea house?

I went to the second floor, do you want to follow?

Thinking of this, Qin Juan followed.

Knowing too much about some things is really not good, so after Qin Juan followed, he immediately felt very bored.

In fact, this building should be built by that other person, right?

Or did Fox join in?

Qin Juan really didn't expect that Biezhi would actually control the business from Harmi to Husiwoer, and even further to the west.

As for when Huhu joined in and gained the trust of that other branch, it definitely wouldn't be a few years ago, and it shouldn't be too long.

But the problem is, he guessed that behind that other branch might be Kublai Khan.

He understood that Zhao Huaizhi's choice to rekindle his friendship with an old childhood friend must have his more positive considerations.

Of course, whether or not Biezhi controls more than half of the economy and trade in the north of Taklimakan and west of Dayin Mountain is purely Qin Juan's guess based on the conversation he overheard just now.

The two people from Nabie's family came out of the room, looked around, and left.

Then the retainer of the Boyawu clan also left.

When Qin Juan returned to the private room, Songman and Xiao Qu'er were so fed up that they lay down on the couch, and when they saw Qin Juan came back, they just yelled to deal with it.

The window of this inner room faced the street where they entered the teahouse.

Hearing the sound, Qin Juan looked over and saw one of the Bie family members who came out of the room just now, leading the hunchback team away.

No wonder Nabiezhi and Huhu chose to stay here for so long.

No wonder in the past few months, the retainers of the Nabie clan and the Boyawu clan have been in contact with Da Ordu and Harmi.

Maybe even the inn they stayed in was that other property.

The peddler wrapped up the hot grilled chicken and handed it to him, and took the two children back to the inn.

He seemed to know that Zhao Huaizhi would ask the two children where they went today, and he didn't deliberately teach Songman how to answer them. He knew that Zhao Huaizhi's people would definitely be able to find out if they wanted to.

He is still frank, like a person who has nothing to do.

The roast chicken has been left at night without waiting for the person who came to eat.

Song Man and Xiao Qu'er went to bed, Qin Juan couldn't bear the sleepiness and went back to bed.

It was about midnight when Qin Juan noticed someone standing in front of the window and woke up immediately.

It was Zhao Huaizhi who came back.

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