Ma Qiang was a little unhappy, he just saved you, how can he see himself the same as the enemy, but looking at the direction of this girl's eyes, he suddenly understood again.

It's hair!

Ma Qiang has only been in this world for more than a month, and although his hair has grown a little, it has only changed from two or three centimeters long to four or five centimeters long, and such short hair in this era is either punished, that is, punished, or grassland people.

In fact, the grassland people in the Qin and Han dynasties also did not shave their hair, after all, the weather on the grassland was cold, and the hair was longer and warmer, generally braided, but some elite knights on the grassland shaved their hair for the convenience of fighting, which was actually the same as the purpose of braiding, all in order not to block the view because of the scattered hair in the horseback battle, but the grassland generally shaved their hair until the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Ma Qiang touched his hair and said to the girl, "I'm not a Wuhuan or Xianbei person, I'm a Han person, this hair was shaved by my master, I've been like this since I was a child, um... This is the custom of our school, do you know the monks? Oh, it's the Futu cult, they also shave their hair.

By the way, my name is Ma Qiang, what about you? ”

The girl looked at Ma Qiang suspiciously, then breathed a sigh of relief, and arched her hand and said, "How offended just now, my surname is Lu, my name is Qingcheng, thank you for your life-saving grace, this tiger is fierce and abnormal, could it be that Jun raised it?" ”

Ji is the self-name of an ancient woman, which still has such a dialect in Hebei and Shandong in later generations. (For the sake of easy reading, try not to use the less common titles in later generations, please don't complain.) ）

Ma Qiang shook his head and smiled, "I can't afford to raise it, my master sent it to send me down the mountain." ”

Ma Qiang knew that if he entered the society at this time, the biggest problem was the origin, and if he didn't have a set of rhetoric, then it would be easy to be considered a spy and be arrested.

After all, Ma Qiang doesn't know any common sense in this era, and for people in this era, he is more like a spy in a foreign country.

Therefore, Ma Qiang has already thought of a rhetoric along the way.

"By the way, I just came down the mountain, what year is it now? Where is this again? Ma Qiang continued to ask.

The girl pointed to the south and said, "This should be in Yuyang County, here to the south until the end of the mountains and forests, you can go to my hometown Guangyang County, today should be the third day of the fifth month of the sixth year of Guanghe." ”

Ma Qiang quickly flipped through the memories in his head and knew the approximate location and year of his location.

Guangyang County, probably near Beijing in later generations, then the mountain forest where I am located is the Yanshan Mountain Range, so I think about it, when I crossed it, I didn't throw it too far away from the original research institute.

And in the sixth year of Guanghe, that is, in 183 AD, in another year, the Yellow Turban Rebellion, which made the entire Eastern Han Dynasty enter the countdown to destruction, was about to begin.

Thinking of this, Ma Qiang frowned again.

Although I guessed that I should be around the time of the Three Kingdoms when I looked at the starry sky before, but now this time is the beginning of the troubled times, should I live in seclusion in the mountains and forests or find a prince to defect?

Ma Qiang has no ambitions, and it is very romantic to say that he is competing for the world, but as a later generation, he knows that the war at the end of the Han Dynasty brought tens of millions of deaths and a great decline of the Han nation.

Isn't it good for everyone to make a little money together?

"Lu..."Ma Qiang suddenly had some stuck words, how can you call such a little girl in this era, is it appropriate to call her Miss? Or a girl? Wouldn't it be too earthy, is it called a sister? Isn't that a bit lightweight? It's a really annoying feeling that it doesn't make sense of customs.

Ma Qiang suddenly remembered that when he watched "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on TV, everyone called each other by their names and avoided calling each other by their last names.

"Qingcheng, I just came out of the mountain and don't have a place to stay, can you take me to your village to have a look?" Ma Qiang wanted to understand some basic common sense at this time before making plans.

"Green... Green orange? Lu Qing looked away a little twisted, then peeked at Ma Qiang again, frowned for a moment, and then patted his chest and said, "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely let you enter our village." ”

What is the situation? This is like a guarantee that I will be lifted.

Anyway, there is no imperial examination in this era...

"Okay, by the way, is your village far from here? This bear is probably more than 400 pounds, if it is too far, we will choose something to take away, and the rest will be thrown here. Ma Qiang looked at the dead bear on the side and said.

"More than 400 pounds? Ma Jun.."

"Call me Brother Xiao Ma or Brother Qiang, Ma Jun sounds weird." Ma Qiang touched his nose and said.

In later generations, there are no more people who call each other kings, and Ma Qiang always feels that Lu Qingcheng is talking about Taijun.

"Small. Little Pony?? "Lu Qingcheng is now sure that the person in front of him may really have just come down the mountain, or how could he feel that he is not happy with his honorific title, and want to call it like this... Such a strange name.

In this way, the affectionate self-call just now should not be deliberately trying to get close to himself.

Think about it, I'm just a mountain girl, I know by looking at his dress and skin that he is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't even know the approximate pounds of things, I'm afraid he is from a wealthy family that doesn't need to work.

"That's... Brother Xiaoma, this bear should be 800 pounds. Lu Qingcheng squatted down and touched the heart of the brown bear, making sure that the brown bear was dead, and then smiled happily at Ma Qiang, "This bear is a treasure, if it is taken to the county town to sell, it can be sold for twenty or thirty yuan, but it can't be wasted, our big village is less than a day's journey from here, I'll rub some rope, let's find a way to pull him back, okay?" ”

As he spoke, Lu Qingcheng was already looking for an angle to tie the bear with a rope.

A day's foot? Pulling this thing?

More than 800 catties should be caused by the difference between Han Jin and the city catties of later generations, but no matter what the unit is, the weight of this bear can be placed here, and there is no car or road, which has to be moved back... Ma Qiang glanced at the basket he was carrying.

Ma Qiang's back basket was already filled with water, barbecue, various tools and animal skins, plus this bear... Ma Qiang felt that he would be exhausted.

"Sister Tiger... Is it okay to help..."Ma Qiang looked at Sister Tiger with blank eyes, Sister Tiger turned her head with her eyes closed, what are you kidding, let the tiger pull something? It's true that my tiger sister won't bite.

"Sister Tiger, you have eaten so much meat, it is all salty, you must not have eaten sweet, in this way, when you get to their village, I will make a sweet and sour meat for you to eat, let me tell you, this sweet and sour meat, sweet and sour, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it is guaranteed to be a taste you have never tasted." Ma Qiang grinned and rubbed Sister Tiger's neck, and said flatteringly.

"Roar!!" - "Really? ”

"Really! It's more real than pearls! Ma Qiang patted his chest and said with a package ticket.

"Roar!" - "If it doesn't taste good, I'll put you to sleep." ”

Sister Tiger stood up with a yawn and motioned for Ma Qiang to tie up the bear and put it on it.

Lu Qingcheng was stunned to watch Ma Qiang tie up Xiong Wuhua and put the rope on the giant tiger's body, and also tied some hides of unknown beasts to the rope to prevent the tiger from being strangled.

This year... Is it popular to pull goods from tigers?