Chapter 390: Plan Ahead

Grabbed a sheep from the backyard, turned around and walked into the kitchen.

The seemingly honest and stunned Tatar boy in front of him is a model of the word practice makes perfect.

With a butcher's knife in hand, the young man can even be sharpened into a stick by the factory of Dongchang.

Looking at the kid in front of him, Wang Xiao's eyes had a hint of war.

It's been a long time since he's met such a real master, and he stretches his hands and wants to fight the Tartar boy.

"Be objective, help you kill the sheep." The Tatar boy Diao Buyu smiled and stepped forward to help kill the sheep.

Wang Xiao's hand flashed, and he grabbed his butcher's knife, "No, I'll do it myself." ”

"Okay." Diao Buyu took a few steps back to hide something.

Wang Xiao smiled, the butcher knife in his hand flew over, and the sheep was quickly disposed of.

When he took the water to clean, Jin Jiyujiao walked over with a smile and dangled beside him, "Poor master, just leave this kind of thing to the subordinates to do, why do it yourself." ”

"Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing." Wang Xiao turned over the board to clean it, shook his hand and put the cleaned fat sheep on it to clean up, "Shopkeeper, what kind of meat filling was in the bun before?" ”

The gold inlaid jade dangled beside him, and a pair of small hands kept groping for "ten spiced meat." ”

She touched Wang Xiao's seal and customs clearance documents, and determined that Wang Xiao was indeed a person from the Six Doors.

"Ten spiced meat?" Wang Xiao didn't stop for a moment, and quickly processed the mutton, "Sun Erniang of Cross Slope is also selling spiced meat." ”

Looking sideways at Jin Jiyu, there seemed to be a smile between his eyebrows, "I took her for the heavens, and burned down the black shop." What about you here? ”

Jin Jianyu took a step back, and his expression became serious, "I opened a Longmen Inn, not a black shop. ”

Wang Xiao glanced at her, turned his head and began to wash the pot and clean up, and then began to cook.

A few guys walked up to Jin Jiyu's side and looked at him to indicate whether to make a move.

The proprietress shook her head slightly. She still can't figure out the details of Wang Xiao. Seeing how easily he used chopsticks to flip over so many people before, he knew that this was a hard stubble.

Without absolute certainty, this kind of hard stubble cannot be provoked. And he still has an official body, and the devil knows what complicated relationship there is behind it.

After the mutton was put into the pot, Wang Xiao stretched out his hands and used internal force to urge the stove. The guys behind him who were looking at it were a little stupid.

They have heard of masters who can release their internal strength, but they never thought that a master of this level would use internal strength to cook.

Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes conveyed the same meaning.

'Are the current peerless masters shameless? ’

After the meal was ready, Wang Xiao beckoned the dumbfounded guys to help carry it away.

When I left the kitchen and passed by Jin Jiyu. Wang Xiao paused and whispered in his ear, "Don't let me know that you have a wronged soul here, otherwise you will burn down your Dragon Gate Inn." ”

Wang Xiao, who entered the mission world, no longer needs to be as cautious as in the modern world. As soon as the momentum on his body came out, Jin Jiaoyu couldn't even say anything to refute.

When Wang Xiao left and went to the upstairs room, Jin Zhuyu relieved himself, "When did such a young master come out of the six doors?" ”

The guy stepped forward and asked, "Boss, what are we going to do?" ”

"Wait, let's see what they do."

When he came to the room, Wang Xiao beckoned everyone to eat mutton. He himself sat quietly and drank water.

"I really didn't see that your craftsmanship is so good. Why don't you eat some? ”

Wang Xiao waved his hand, put down the kettle and got up and walked out, "No appetite, I'll go out for a walk." ”

Although it has been carefully cleaned, Wang Xiao does not know if there will be anything unclean contaminated.

He would rather eat nothing but drink water than add to his own blockage.

I went out and walked around the inn, carefully assessing and observing the surrounding terrain. Then he got on his horse and galloped towards Longmen Pass.

There is a garrison in the pass, and there is a small market town nearby, where the families of the garrison live.

The border army of the Ming Dynasty adopted the cantonment system, and the defenders were stationed in one place for generations. Naturally, the family members gathered into villages and towns.

Although it is located on the border, it is actually not as desolate as imagined.

Since the end of the Zhu Di era, the blockade of the grassland by the Ming Dynasty has gradually been arched by the turbans little by little.

The so-called eight families of Jin merchants did not wait until the Tianqi Chongzhen Dynasty to start doing business with the north. Many generations ago, they had already smuggled grain, iron and other goods that were banned from the customs.

Not only are these goods not tax-free, but they are also urgently needed by the tribes of the steppe, and they can be sold at a very high price.

The grassland tribes have no technology to speak of, and after Dayuan retreats to Mobei, he can't even do an iron arrowhead.

The smuggled iron tools are then exchanged for cattle, sheep and horse skins, and brought back to the customs to be sold, which is another huge amount of income.

Why are Jin merchants so rich, and they can even afford to open ticket numbers all over the country. This is where the root of this comes in.

And these people are very investment-conscious, and when they make money, they don't take it immediately and use it, but they subsidize those students from poor backgrounds on a large scale.

When these funded students pass the imperial examination and the carp jumps over the dragon gate, they will increase their investment and give whatever they want.

In return, whether it is in the DPRK or in the local government, there will be people to escort their smuggling business.

This kind of thing lasted until Da Ming was hollowed out alive, and then he changed his master and continued to do it. can even be praised and be an imperial businessman or something.

Things are done secretly enough, and then spend money to find pens to help wash white. People who know them in the future will say that they know how to think about customers and are very business ethical.

Compared with the Yan Shenggong lineage, who kneels to whoever comes, these people are also not reckless.

Caravans often pass by, so there are all kinds of shops in the town outside the pass. Wang Xiao found a wine shop and had a full meal with the silver taels given by Qiu Moyan and them.

After that, I went to the armory shop and bought a large number of wolf's tooth arrows.

The bow snatched from the black rider of Dongchang is still there, but the arrows have been used up. He had to replenish his ammunition.

Then I went to the pharmacy and bought some herbs to prepare my own medicine.

Whether it's wound medicine or any other medicine, you have to have raw materials first.

I bought a batch of ropes, the kind that can make tripping ropes. There are also flammable items such as saltpeter.

He had thought of the steps of action before he came, and these were the necessities for the future.

After glancing at the dirty clothes on his body, he turned and walked towards the cloth shop.

In ancient times, there were no ready-to-wear shops, and the women in the family went to buy cloth and silk for clothes, and cut and sewed them by themselves at home.

The so-called female red refers to this. This is also an important assessment criterion for women when they get married. Even if it's like Sister Lin, you have to learn from a girl.

If you see a clothing store selling finished clothes in costume film and television dramas, you can directly label it as a divine drama.

Wang Xiao cut the fabric in the cloth shop, and spent money to borrow the needle and thread brain of the store, so he sewed a set of clothes in other people's stores.

Ignoring the merchant's ghostly expression, Wang Xiao, who had changed into new clothes, looked at the sky and prepared to return to the Dragon Gate Inn.

Before leaving the town, he saw a small roadside stall selling Qiang flutes, so Wang Xiao bought one.

In the era when it was reluctant to light the lamp and burn the wax, after it got dark, there was really no entertainment.

If you have a wife, you can get together and discuss your future life.

If you are not alone, you can't see anything in the dark night, so you can only sleep.

Wang Xiao can't sleep so early, and the habit of the modern world is to go to bed late and get up late. So he had to find something for himself.

When I returned to the inn, I happened to see a cool gold inlaid jade squatting on the roof and lighting candles.

It is estimated that she and Qiu Moyan have just finished fighting.

Seeing Wang Xiao's gaze, Jin Zhuyu gritted his teeth and sang in his throat, "The temple door is open on August 15..."

Wang Xiao laughed, turned over and dismounted and returned to the inn.

He not only made a suit for himself, but also a set for the sister and brother.

After chatting a few words, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

Before leaving, Wang Xiao distributed his own deworming medicine to everyone.

Don't think of an ancient inn as a modern inn. The difference between the two sides is measured in light years.

A modern hotel, regardless of software and hardware services, is at least clean and tidy.

But in the ancient inns, there was no clean. Not to mention neatness or anything.

Sleep is a Chase shop, I don't know how many people have slept with the kind.

And because the house is wooden, and there is a lack of insect repellent or something. So all kinds of reptiles and even long worms are frequent visitors.

Even if it's the so-called upper room, it's just that you don't have to squeeze the Chase Shop.

This is also why people with money and status in ancient times went out when they went out