Early the next morning, Chen Mo asked Wang Biao to stay and watch the carriage and horses, and brought Dian Wei, Hao Zhao and two guards to follow everyone into the city, Wucheng is not big, and the city wall is in disrepair, the houses in the city are not neat, and the streets can be seen from time to time Hu people wearing tight sleeves and short beats, Chen Mo's dress in a Confucian robe has a bit of an alternative feeling here.

"I said Hao Zhao, can you change this word, I don't dare to call you a word." Dian Wei pulled Hao Zhao as he walked, glanced at Chen Mo and whispered.

Although he tried his best to keep his voice low, but his voice was already strong, Chen Mo couldn't hear it, but he didn't care about it, although it was indeed a little awkward, but he couldn't force his subordinates to change the words because of this, this was a big deal.

"This ...... My father has asked someone to help. Hao Zhao said a little shyly: "It's just that the teacher has passed away, and I can't find someone with high virtue for a while." ”

"Why don't you ask the owner to give you one?" Dian Wei couldn't help but let go of his voice when he heard this, so that Chen Mo could hear it.

However, Chen Mo didn't answer this, although he also felt that Hao Zhao was a malleable talent, but the relationship had not yet reached this point, so he could only pretend that he hadn't heard it.

Hao Zhao's eyes lit up, Chen Mo is not just a prince with military power, a prince, no matter how big he does, but there will always be people who look down on him, but in addition to this identity, Chen Mo has the name of a prodigy since Luoyang.

Especially as the current lord of Bingzhou, Chen Mo's deeds are now widely spread in Bingzhou, although Chen Mo is about the same age as Hao Zhao, but Hao Zhao has an inexplicable admiration for Chen Mo.

If Chen Mo could help him pick up the words, it would definitely be a great honor for Hao Zhao, but unfortunately Chen Mo obviously didn't mean it.

The group walked along the main street, which was different from the Fang market in Dahan, where there were few people who took the initiative to sell whether they were Hu people or Han people.

"Brother Chen, why do you want to buy a few Hu slaves?" A fellow trader saw Chen Mo standing in the place where the people were sold and looking at the slaves, and asked with a smile.

"I'm a little curious, this person's complexion seems to be black, and people can still look like this?" Chen Mo shook his head, looked at the slave in front of him and said with a smile, this slave is quite interesting, his figure is a little thin, but judging from the skeleton, he is quite burly, and he can still see a lot of whip marks on his body, and his expression is a little sluggish.

Unlike the grassland people who don't take a bath all year round, the complexion of the person in front of him seems to be much darker than ordinary people, Chen Mo, a native of the Western Regions, has seen it in Luoyang, his complexion is very white, and his body is also very enchanting, there is no such thing.

"It's really rare for you to say that." When the merchant heard this, he looked at the slave Chen Mo was staring at, the bald head was inherently sinful for the Han people who believed in the parents of the body, but the shiny head was black, if you look at it from physiognomy, how could this be the blackness of the heavenly court? It's all black.

"This slave is worth two sheep!?" The trader originally wanted to buy it back, but when he saw the two sheep painted on the wooden sign on the side, he immediately glared and said, "Who wants such a slave?" ”

"Buy if you want, get out if you don't!" The slave seller was a Xianbei man, speaking half-baked Chinese to everyone.

"Hey, say it again!?" Dian Wei pinched the Xianbei man's head and lifted him from the ground.

"Whoa~"

Seeing this move, many vendors rushed out at once, holding sharp blades and looking at everyone with unkind faces.

"Don't be impulsive." Chen Mo waved his hand, motioned for Dian Wei to let go, and looked at the angry Xianbei merchant and said in Xianbei language: "My family general has a bad temper, but this person is very interesting, I want it, but I don't have sheep, can I exchange it for silk cloth?" ”

"Silk?" The Xianbei merchant glanced at the bald slave with some obscurity, nodded and said, "I want half a horse." ”

"No, I can only give you three feet." Chen Mo pinched the slave's ear and said, "This person looks like he hasn't eaten for a long time and is about to starve to death, if he is still strong, half a horse is fine, but now with this appearance, if he dies, what is the use of me?" ”

"No, but you're right." The Xianbei merchant twisted his neck and glared at Dian Wei.

"Because I respect brave and upright warriors very much, in my eyes, Xianbei warriors are very upright, so I learned the Xianbei language." As he spoke, Chen Mo sighed.

"Three feet is three feet, you Han people, I like it." The Xianbei merchant hesitated for a moment and agreed directly, then pointed at Dian Wei and said, "This guard of yours is also a warrior. ”

On the grassland, strength is respected, and it is easy for a warrior with infinite strength like Dian Wei to get a good impression.

"Boss, what do you say?" Dian Wei looked at Chen Mo suspiciously.

"He said he likes you, bring me three feet of silk cloth." Chen Mo glanced at Dian Wei and said.

Dian Wei frowned and glanced at the Xianbei businessman, saw that the other party nodded and smiled at him, frowned, but didn't say anything, don't you stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, people like you No matter how you feel, it's not good to do it again, Dian Wei is the kind of master who eats soft and doesn't eat hard, but he muttered a little in his heart, how can these Hu people be so cheap?

After exchanging with the other party, the dark-skinned slave was Chen Mo's person, and he was shackled and tied up with a rope and handed it to Chen Mo.

"Owner, what are you doing with such a thing?" Dian Wei looked at the decadent dark-skinned bald head in front of him, a little disgusted, and a little curious.

"I can't tell, I heard the Xianbei trader just now, this person is quite smart, and he almost ran away several times, but in order to save his friend, he was caught again, let him loose." Chen Mo looked at the dark skin and smiled.

"It's a bit righteous!" Dian Wei nodded, helping the dark skin loosen the tie: "What about his friend?" ”

"Dead, shot while captured." Chen Mo shook his head, a little regretful, no matter where, this kind of person who is willing to take risks for his friends will be admired.

"It's a pity." Dian Wei patted the dark-skinned shoulder and said, "Hey, what's your name?" ”

The dark-skinned looked at Dian Wei blankly, and when the restraint was released, he took a few steps back and looked at a few people vigilantly.

Chen Mo found a dough cake from everyone's bags, and took a water bladder from Hao Zhao, looked at the dark skin and stretched out his hand to hand it forward and smiled: "Eat something?" ”

After saying it again in Chinese and Xianbei in a row, the other party obviously didn't understand much, but Chen Mo understood what he meant, silently took two steps forward, took the water bladder and the dough cake, looked at Chen Mo, lowered his head and nibbled on.

"Which of you speaks the language of the Western Regions?" Chen Mo turned his head to look at everyone.

Including the guide, they all shook their heads blankly, the Western Regions are too far away from here, no one has ever touched it, let alone understood the other party's language, and ...... It seems that most countries in the Western Regions speak Chinese.

"Let's go." Chen Mo shook his head and continued to walk forward.

"Then this person ......," Dian Wei glanced at the dark skin.

"If you want to follow, you can follow, and if you don't want to, it's not difficult for others." Chen Mo shook his head, buying this person was a whim, and he was a little curious about the origin of the other party, but he didn't think about adding a slave.

Dian Wei nodded, thought about it, and brought another bag of bread to the other party, and then left with Chen Mo.

The dark-skinned man held the bread and silently followed behind a group of people while eating, Chen Mo walked around the city, the most goods sold here were some animal skins, animal tendons, and few weapons, while the Han people mainly used salt, grain, and cloth.

Occasionally, there would be fights, but it seemed to be a common occurrence in this city, where Hu and Han lived together, but new rules had gradually formed.

It's just that Chen Mo thought about it all the way and found that this kind of rule can only be applied to this kind of place outside the law, what is the territory of the Xiongnu and Xianbei, Chen Mo doesn't know yet, but at least in the Han family, this kind of rule doesn't work, and the rules here are just a prototype, if you let yourself manage such a city, you must first be bound by law, and then you need to be fair, but this is a thankless thing on both sides, if there is no external force to interfere for a long time, a new set of laws may be formed, but obviously this is not possible.

"Boss, that dark skin is still following." Dian Wei came to Chen Mo's side and pointed to the back, the dark skin had been following them, but he didn't take the initiative to come forward to speak, which made people a little inexplicable.

"When I return to the camp in a moment, if he is still with him, bring him to me." Chen Mo glanced back at the dark skin and said.

"Whoa!" Dian Wei nodded in agreement.

Soon, back at the camp, the dark skin was brought over by Dian Wei, but he didn't mean to struggle too much.

"I, the owner!" Chen Mo pointed at himself, looked at the dark skin and smiled.

The dark skin grabbed the food bag that Dian Wei gave him, although he was full, he was obviously afraid of being hungry again.

"I ......" The dark-skinned man was not stupid, thought about it, and pointed to himself again: "Batakhan!" ”

"Batagan?" Chen Mo thought about it, among the Hu people, being able to have their own name is considered a person, and ordinary tribal leaders and their families have their own surnames and names, but this person is obviously not a Hun or a Xianbei person, and I don't know if this theory is applicable to him.

Chen Mo spread out the bamboo slips, wrote down the owner, pointed to himself, and wrote that Batagan pointed at the other party.

The other party obviously didn't recognize the Chinese characters, nodded and shook his head again.

"I'm from Dahan!" Chen Mo thought about it, drew a general map of the big man on his name, and pointed to the guide.

Bata looked at Chen Mo blankly.

It is very difficult to teach a person who does not understand Chinese at all, and there is no common language that can bridge between the two sides, but Chen Mo is tired of it, this is another language outside the Han Dynasty, the grassland and even the Western Regions, which may mean that there is a new learning behind it that is completely different from the existing knowledge of the Han Dynasty, and Chen Mo has always had a strong curiosity about unknown things.