Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

The wind master and the wizard said to Qilin that a big sandstorm was coming and they could not go any further.

"My lord, everything in the world is changing, and the great fortune we live in is also changing now... The master told me that it will soon..." the wind master whispered.

Qi Lin came out of the camp and ordered the convoy to rest here for five days and stop moving forward. Of course, he did not hide the fact that everyone told them that the wind master said that there would be a big sandstorm ahead.

In order to prevent large sandstorms,

unload the carriage,

But still, just in case.

If the big sandstorm is too far away, they will be on the periphery of the sandstorm. If they encounter a small sandstorm, they can lie on the ground and wait for the sandstorm to stop.

"Everyone, hide the water bags and food well." Qi Lin yelled.

Not long after, they obviously felt the wind. Many people here, including Qin Juan, had experienced sandstorms, and they could feel that the wind was different from what they encountered in the past few days.

Only then did Qin Juan begin to believe what the wind master said...

He tied the water bladder and let the horse lie down in advance. He knew the speed of the storm, and it wouldn't come too slowly...

Just pray it's a little sandstorm.

While comforting his horse, he began to miss his fox and jug.

Has Huhu arrived in Bancheng at this time?

Whether the jug at this time has grown into a big foal.

Mu Ya shouldn't let his horse get hungry

The wind became stronger, and the shell wind chime of the wind master was jingled by the wind. The sound made people feel a little panic and a little uneasy.

Finally, some people hid in the tent one after another.

The wind is strong, and the night in the desert will feel cold when it is blown by the wind.

It's just that Qin Juan didn't think so. He wanted to run away before the big storm came. No matter how well the camp was set up, it would be very dangerous to stay inside, and the big storm couldn't resist it at all.

He would ride on horseback at any moment.

I believe Qi Lin thinks so too...

When the wind was stronger than before, he saw Qi Lin walking towards him against the wind, the wind was whistling, and the sand was hitting Qin Juan's mask.

"Xiao Zhong, help me take this." Qi Lin handed him a small bag, no, it should be said to be stuffed into the collar on his chest.

"What?" Qin Juan looked at him resolutely.

Qi Lin said: "Half of Qianzhuang Qizi, Diermi's share, and Chachi's share."

It is impossible to back up the deeds of the bank. This is to prevent someone from withdrawing money several times, so such things as deeds can only exist in one copy, and cannot be backed up.

Qilin's people deposited the money from selling iron in four banks, two in Diermi and Chachi, two in each.

"If we can't escape the sandstorm, I think it's okay for us to escape separately and one of us can survive, of course it's better for both of us to survive." Qi Lin patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Zhong, if you are alive, you can wait for me at Keshihaer. "

"Okay." Qin Juan didn't greet him politely, turned around and went to lead his horse, "I'm going to run away, this wind and sand is not normal."

"You..." Qi Lin never thought that this kid would be so "heartless"...

"Leave as soon as you say, isn't the sandstorm coming yet?" Qi Lin roared.

Qin Juan didn't quarrel with him, and said solemnly: "Take care of your people, and let a few people follow me if you don't worry."

"If the eggs are put in one basket, if they are broken, there will be no one left. If you separate them and escape, you can still live."

Qi Lin is a big bastard who doesn't quite understand what he means, but he also thinks what Qin Juan said makes sense, so he lets him go.

Qi Lin's confidant asked Qi Lin: "Are you really letting him go? And the storm hasn't come yet? What if he takes the money back to Luo Bu and refuses to accept it?"

"No, he is afraid that our army will flatten the carrot." Qi Lin said in a low voice, then turned and walked into the tent

The confidant nodded, yes, no matter life or death, that kid should not dare to do anything.

Only Qi Lin knew that he believed that Qin Juan would not run away, and did not dare to run away.

When this big storm no one can escape, just relying on perseverance and bravery, there will always be someone who can break out of the encirclement.

The galloping horse, carrying Qin Juan who tied herself to the horse...Of course Qin Juan had passed out at this time.

Ma'er and Qin Juan were swept by the wind and sand several times, but fortunately, both of them survived the larger sandstorm.

When the horse woke up, it was already lost, and Qin Juan, who was tied up, slipped to the horse's belly, and might fall off at any moment...

When the horse was tired from walking and still did not meet the water source, when Qin Juan's feet were dragging on the sand...

Qin Juan woke up, and it took him a long time to wake up...

I didn't even have the energy to open my eyes.

He wanted the horse to stop first, to hang and drag like this, it didn't matter to him when he was asleep, but he couldn't bear it now when he was awake.

However, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to touch the horse.

"Stop..." a hoarse voice called.

He felt like there was sand in the gaps between his teeth...

Ow.

Unbearable.

Qin Juan had no choice but to raise his head and rub his head against the horse...

After about a quarter of an hour, the horse finally stopped.

Qin Juan also regained a little strength through internal force, and finally he reached out to untie the rope that bound him.

Hearing a bang, he landed on the sand, fearing that the horse would be frightened, he quickly rolled away.

When the horse's hooves were kicking, he had already rolled away... He raised his head and panted heavily.

For a long time, the sun shone on his face, so scorching.

Hot sweat ran across his cheeks, and he suddenly gained strength. Finally, he sat up, stood up, staggered towards the horse, took off a water bag, picked up the water bag and poured it vigorously.

When he was full, he saw the horse looking at him pitifully and neighing in pain.

Unable to bear it, he walked over and poured the remaining water to the horse, which drank hungrily.

He stood for a while, and then remembered to check the water bag and food, and it was only then that he realized that there were only two lonely water bags left on the saddle, and the one in his hand had been completely drunk...

As for those biscuits and dry food, they have been blown away for a long time.

His heart sank and he panicked...

Looking at the vast sea of ​​sand, I don't know where it is, what direction it is, and which country's border...

He was sure that when he and Qi Lin separated, he was running in the direction of Diermi, so he should stay away from the storm...but he still encountered a bigger storm.

That is to say, it is very possible that Qi Lin and the others are in the scope of a big storm, so he dare not imagine the end of Qi Lin and the others.

He fumbled into his bosom, except for the small pouch containing the bank deeds attached to his chest, his knife, compass, and medicine bottle were all gone.

After he took a deep breath, he panted heavily, as if he had expected that if he couldn't get out of here within three to five days, he would have to die.

He touched the horse's head. He didn't know what to eat in this desert. It seemed that there was nothing but snakes.

He doesn't eat snakes, because that thing holds grudges, will remember, and will take revenge.

But he was afraid of being bitten by a snake, so he lost all his medicine bottles.

Get out of here, because the nights are harder.

He looked at the sun and walked in the direction that felt right, because there was no other way.

It was night, the sun was setting, and he looked back at the road behind him and saw the North Star.

Only then did I realize that I was heading south all the way.

Perhaps it was luck, he met a business traveler, this should be the one he caught up with, the closest business traveler to him.

I don't know what to say, I must have experienced a big storm, and I feel that this business trip is definitely not just a few people.

Looking at the horses in the caravan, one should know that the caravan may be very rich.

Should we follow?The main reason is that they don't understand the real identity of the other party, and they vaguely don't feel like a business traveler.

But if the other party has noticed his tailing, he will appear sneaky if he follows them like this.

It will scare the people in front of you.

Qin Juan took a deep breath, and decided to go up, just to say hello... He couldn't bear it any longer. He only drank water and didn't eat for several days, and his horse couldn't stand it either.

He caught up with the caravan, and the person who was talking to him in the caravan was a middle-aged man with thin bones and a beard. He looked a bit like a Han Chinese, but he didn't look like one.

At first, Qin Juan couldn't understand what this person was saying, and it took him a long time to realize what this person was saying.

Qin Juan originally wanted to ask him if he could speak Chinese, but after thinking about it, he decided to ask him if he could speak Chinese.

The man froze for a moment and nodded.

This man is from Dali, so of course he can speak Chinese, but this caravan is Guo Bai's caravan.

Guo Bai, so far the only tribe in the west who dared to contend with the Mongols.

Not because you won the fight.

But because of stubbornness.So they went to the capital several times to be occupied, and then secretly snatched it back several times... Anyway, there are so many places to be attacked by Mongolians, and not many people are used to defend the city.

When the Mongols came, their king gave in. As soon as the Mongols dispatched their troops, their king secretly ascended to power...

Qin Juan can vaguely guess what Guo Bai said. Guo Bai is very close to Tianzhu, so it is very similar to Tianzhu language. He knows a little Sanskrit. When he was in Liangzhou, he spent money to ask someone to teach him.

He knows a little bit of Usi Tibetan and Sanskrit.

The Dali man told him that the person in the carriage was their team leader, and at least three quarters of their people had been lost due to a sandstorm.

Their leader was injured.

Qin Juan thought, it was not easy for them to survive.

I thought the team leader was an older person, but Qin Juan found out that this person was a boy as old as him when he was having dinner.

It's really not easy, leading such a big caravan at such a young age, riding in such a good carriage...

Qin Juan was finally able to eat, although it was someone else's meal... for this reason, he seemed cautious...

Some people don't understand why those people are so disciplined. Ever since the team leader got out of the carriage, the atmosphere here has changed.

Qin Juan sighed, and touched his hungry stomach, it was not easy to have a good meal.

"Who is he?"

Qin Juan naturally didn't understand what the boy was talking about, he only knew that the cold eyes were looking at him.