The little fat man looked at Qin Mao with a high mountain gaze, "Ah Mao is so powerful, he can actually draw a map." It's good that you're here, otherwise we would have met a bandit long ago. "The map of this era is kept secret, and it is in the hands of the official, Qin Mao must have been in contact with the map before, otherwise he would not be so proficient in drawing it.

"And it's a live GPS." Xia Bilei said in her heart, this era is not like modern times where there are street signs everywhere, and the winding dirt roads are exactly the same, if it weren't for Qin Mao, Xia Bilei's way to recognize the road would probably only be to follow the sun, hoping that the earth is round and will always roll back.

"Ah Mao, if we take this road, it will be safe, but how long will it take to get to Zhuangzhou?" Xia Bilei took the map, well, in this era, 1 foot = 10 inches, 1 inch = 10 points, and then converted the ancient and modern length units, and then estimated the ratio based on the distance of Gushu Town, "This should be a ratio of one to 100,000, if we calculate it in this way, it may take four months for us to arrive in Zhuangzhou." ”

The little fat man looked dazed, "What is a ratio?" What does one to one hundred thousand mean? ”

Xia Bilei took the map, pointed to the distance above and said to the little fat man, "That is to say, one point is equivalent to one kilometer, you look at the distance from Gushu Town to here...... Ah Mao he really has a hand at drawing maps, and the ratios on it are very accurate...... "Xia Bilei was amazed, there was such an accurate level of map mapping in ancient times? She said happily, and looked up to see Qin Mao looking at her with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Xia Bilei looked confused, is there something wrong?

"Nothing." Qin Mao was thoughtful, Xia Bilei was really just an ordinary county magistrate's daughter as she said? In these years, which daughter of the county order can read the map, no, not to understand, but proficient.

Xia Bilei, who didn't know that she was revealing her stuff at all, said happily, "Ah Mao, you see that your map is not three-dimensional enough, although you have marked out the mountains, rivers, and roads, but they are not intuitive enough, let's get some colors to paint, for example, the mountains are green, the desert is yellow, and the roads are blue......"

"Yo, if that's the case, this map must be easy to understand, it's like the previous map, if there is a mountain, write a mountain, and the difference between the river and the road is just a difference in words." The little fat man was very interested, and he also felt that if it was the map described by Xia Bilei, he would definitely be able to understand it.

It seems to be quite interesting, Qin Mao touched his chin and agreed, the road was far away and there was nothing to do, so he simply found something to do to pass the time.

"Wait!" The little fat man asked alarmedly, "The colors on the map are a good thing, but what about the paint?" We don't have the money to buy paint. ”

Well, as soon as it came to silver, Xia Bilei immediately changed her words, "I suddenly think that this map is very good!" Very simple and easy to understand, no need to color......"

"A lot of plants can be dyed, you don't need to buy them, you can just pick them in the mountains." Qin Mao is helpless, two stingy ghosts in the eyes of money!

"Ahem, didn't I get my money." The little fat man muttered, "If I can have a chance to do business, I won't be stingy." ”

Xia Bilei also felt that it was very unsafe to have no money, so she said, "Why don't we go to the big city and go to some wealthy town to sell fish and game?" ”

Qin Mao pondered for a while, as if there was no need to be overly nervous, the more nervous she was, the easier it would be to be discovered. Thinking that his father's woman never thought that he would have the leisure to do business...... Thinking of this, Qin Mao sighed secretly, if he hadn't been abducted and told that he would one day sit in a carriage full of fish and game, he would probably be beaten half to death immediately.

"Mao, go pick something to dye your face yellow." Xia Bilei said, "You are too good-looking, what if you have evil and rare lust." "It's not a good thing to be beautiful, it's too easy to be recognized.

The little fat man glanced at Qin Mao, who was more beautiful than the peach blossoms in March after being relaxed and well-nourished, and nodded thoughtfully, "Ah Mao is so beautiful, I'm really worried about being robbed to be the lady of the village." ”

Two guys talking nonsense! He likened him to a woman! Xia Bilei is right, uncle can bear aunt can't bear it!

"Wow, it's painful!" The little fat man screamed in pain, and Ah Mao was annoyed and ashamed, but he only hit him for Mao, eccentric! Obviously, Sister Bilei also said it.

That's because I know each other...... Xia Bilei didn't dare to breathe, and made an expression of "I was wrong" and I reflected on Qin Mao.

Qin Mao looked at her still black and white face, and couldn't start! What if it breaks.

**

The three children were still moving forward slowly, and every time they rested, Qin Mao would pick up a bow and arrow to hunt and pick medicinal herbs by the way. Over the course of a few days, he not only picked plants that turned his complexion yellow, but also made many plants that could be dyed, ready to paint and draw maps.

"Wow, this purple is so pretty."

"This is comfrey, this is madder red......" Qin Mao mixed the juice of the plant, "I used to make my own paints when I painted...... At that time, his eldest brother often laughed at his painting skills, but he was good at mixing paints.

Xia Bilei happily applied paint to the map, which was like the map she saw in modern times.

The little fat man watched Ah Mao smear a turmeric pigment on his face, and dipped his hand curiously, his fingers immediately turned yellow, and he was a little nervous, "Ah Mao, do you say I should also paint my complexion, you see that I look quite unsafe, human traffickers can see it, maybe the bandits who lack sons, grandchildren and nephews can also look ......"

Qin Mao slanted and became fat again, "Fancy you?" When the grain is reserved? ”

The little fat man was half angry, "Whoever is like you doesn't have long meat, waste food!" I am worthy of the grain that the farmer uncle has worked so hard to grow, and I am worthy of the fish you hunted and the fish made by Sister Bilei......"

Xia Bilei interjected, "It's not that I said you, fat, you have to lose weight, otherwise you won't be able to escape from an accident one day." ”

The little fat man had a hard mouth, "Hmph, I'll be a healthy fat man!" ”

Qin Mao exhaled and decided to let him lose weight, although there was no shortage of food now, he could eat as much as he liked, but they were on the way to escape, he had a hunch that his father's women would never give up this good opportunity to hunt him down.

**

Although they are similar to touring the mountains and rivers all the way, but every day on the carriage is very boring, and it doesn't take much time to re-measure the map, Qin Mao is obsessed with carving, and holds a knife to carve wood every day, the little fat man likes the monkey he carved very much, vivid.

"This isn't for you." Qin Mao said casually, "I'll carve a pig for you, and the pig is more suitable for you." ”

And say he's fat! The little fat man snorted, "The pig is also very good, I like it." "Don't think he can't hear that Qin Mao squeezed him fat to make him lose weight, he was fat and he was proud, he was fat and he was confident!

"Mao, can you get me some balls? Like such a big ball, I painted it and played backgammon. "It's really boring, Xia Bilei has to try to pass the time with games.

"The ball is pretty simple, but are the pieces round?" Although Qin Mao was confused, he agreed.

"Backgammon is round, fat, and we can pass the time then." Xia Bilei said with a smile, in the town and village where she was in her previous life, there were not too many people who gambled, and she had learned a lot, but the playing cards had to be made of paper, and the two of them couldn't play mahjong, so it was convenient to play backgammon. Importantly...... Xia Bilei's eyes were crooked, and she smiled like a fox, she could kill all directions, and she was very excited at the thought of being able to abuse Qin Mao and the little fat man!

It didn't take much to go backgammon, and when she took it out to dry after dyeing, Xia Bilei saw that there was still a lot of color left, her eyes rolled, and she simply colored the carriage. She saw a passing carriage before that it belonged to a local tyrant and died! She also has a local tyrant gold! Uh, no gold dye? It doesn't matter, the yellow is pretty close.

"Sister Bilei, I don't like this color, it's the same as poop!" The little fat man protested, "I like red, red festive." ”

Xia Bilei's face was elongated, and she said forcefully: "What kind of stool color, this is called the golden yellow of the harvest!" ”

"I paint my favorite colors myself!" The little fat man snorted and picked up the dye.

"I heard that mixing yellow with red makes orange?" Xia Bilei muttered, "Why don't you try?" ”

When Qin Mao came back from hunting, he almost collapsed when he saw the colorful and cheesy carriage.

It's true that rich people would dye their carriages, but who would dye them like a big opera?! He felt that others would definitely doubt his taste when he sat in such a carriage.

The next day it rained.

"Mao, you see that the rain has washed away the color of the carriage, don't be angry." Xia Bilei cautiously looked at Qin Mao with a straight face.

Qin Mao, the color on the carriage was washed black and purple by the rain, as if a good face had been slashed ten times, and it was so ugly that it couldn't be seen anymore.

After two days, the color of the carriage faded and became stricter, and it completely turned the color of shit, looking at Qin Mao's cold air, the little fat man and Xia Bilei didn't dare to say anything.

**

At the same time, the killer team heard that the guard team was tracking a carriage, and they expressed their interest, so they rushed ahead of the guard team to find out the news and followed the trail of the carriage.

"Huh?" The passer-by looked puzzled, "I haven't seen this carriage, but I've seen a scary-ugly carriage, like a piece of stool, the horse is a dark horse, but the horse is so fat that it can't walk......"

Killer Armor sighed, "Let's look for it in a different direction!" This can never be King Kang, who is famous for his beauty and good taste. "Fat horse? Poop-colored carriage? How has the carriage become more and more individualized these years, and there are still people drying salted fish on the roof of the carriage!