Everything is still speculation, and Yang Huairen can't tell who this mysterious person is, so he can only guess from his habits.

Yang Huairen felt that even if he couldn't guess, he didn't need to be irritable, since this mysterious person found him, he would definitely stand up and unveil the mystery to meet him in the future.

For the people, what to do on this day, it is delayed, for Yang Huairen, the time is still the first noon, and it is not too late to set off now.

After bidding farewell to Tie Xiangyu, Yang Huairen immediately ordered to leave the city today and march to Chengdu. However, it was a bit strange to say goodbye, because he knew that Tie Xiangyu would continue to complete the task given to her by the mysterious person, and follow Yang Huairen all the way.

Out of Xingyuan Mansion to the southwest, walking through the Micang Mountain on the Chaotian Road, Yang Huairen realized that the ancients said that the Shu Road is difficult.

Although compared with the Han and Tang dynasties, the Northern Song Dynasty has made great progress in road traffic, but the road in and out of Sichuan is still difficult for ordinary people.

In Miangu County, Yang Huairen encountered a familiar thing, on the slope of a valley, overgrown with kiwifruit.

This fruit, later known as the kiwifruit, was claimed by some brick beasts to come from New Zealand on the other side of the world, and later the New Zealanders themselves came forward to admit that the kiwifruit was a species they took from China in the 19th century.

In fact, as early as more than 2,000 years ago, in the Book of Poetry, there was a record of kiwifruit. Chang Chu here is the kiwi fruit.

Interestingly, the name of kiwifruit, although the Tang Dynasty herbal medicine has been proposed, but it is called from the Northern Song Dynasty, people see that the macaques in the mountains like to pick and eat it, so it is named kiwifruit.

In the past, people called this wild fruit that grew in the mountains fox peach or vine pear, and in Lizhou, people preferred to call it sheep peach.

Strangely enough, the fruit of the tree was not picked by anyone, so they were allowed to go from green to ripe, and then began to slowly fester.

Kiwifruit ripens in October, and in November, the kiwifruit begins to slowly dry out and harden due to the moisture being dried, and it is impossible to eat.

Fortunately, although it was winter, the climate in the south of Yonekura was surprisingly humid, with warm and humid air currents from the south encountering tall ridges, and cold winds from the north during the climb.

The staggered water in the air begins to condense until it condenses into particles, and then falls down under the gravitational pull of the earth.

It wasn't enough to be rain, but it made the whole valley a charming white fog, through which you could see the vague sun, and it would not fall on people and make people feel uncomfortable.

It is precisely because of this moistened mist that the water of the kiwifruit is well preserved, allowing them to realize their value before they decay.

Yang Huairen took advantage of the gap between the rest of the team and ordered people to go to the mountains to pick kiwifruit, picking those that had not hardened or rotted, even so, the soldiers of the forbidden army still picked a lot of each.

This exotic fruit, which is rich in vitamins and amino acids and has been proven to make people live longer, can play out the value of their lives.

As a fruit after meals, the soldiers who traveled abroad received great nutritional supplements, and Yang Huairen also timely instilled the concept of reasonable diet to the ancients around him little by little.

Before moving on, Yang Huairen also specially ordered someone to leave some of them, put them in a bag, and put them on a stone on the side of the road, which was left for Tie Xiangyu, who had been following behind the team.

To use a person, to gain a person's trust, it is not enough to just say it with your mouth, there must always be some practical actions to prove that you value a person, even if it is a little bit of favor, it will make people remember your goodness, especially for a woman.

Looking at the faint white mist, Yang Huairen always had an illusion, as if he could see the person he wanted to see through the white mist.

In the past, when I left home, I would be homesick, missing my mother and sisters, my wife, and my brothers at home.

I can think about it, but I don't have many ups and downs in my heart. But after he became a father, this kind of missing made people's hearts ache unconsciously.

A pair of young sons in the family, are they okay? Can they eat and sleep well? Did the big official kick people indiscriminately in a naughty manner, and did Xiao Yu'er spit out milk with his mouth?

Missing is indeed a disease, Yang Huairen is no longer the lingering longing between men and women, but the sorrow of a father who misses his children.

Especially when you are alone, you look solemnly in the direction of your home, and the mist on the top of the mountain is blown by the wind and constantly changes shapes, and you always take the shape of a child.

I could hear them giggling, or the sound of them smacking their mouths after they had fallen asleep.

At this time, Lan Ruoxin always stood far away and did not destroy all this, she knew that Yang Huairen at this moment was thinking about whom, he enjoyed this moment, whether it was sweet or bitter.

Every time he finished thinking about his home and his children, Yang Huairen urged the team to speed up, and unconsciously, it became a habit, and he finished his tolerance early, so he could go home early and reunite with his family.

So he lost the mood of appreciating the danger of the Sword Pavilion, and went south to Jianzhou out of the Sword Gate, and what came into view was a fertile field.

The terrain of the basin is exceptionally flat, and after harvesting, the land is raised by the farmers using river mud and plant ash, hoping to bring them a more abundant harvest next year.

The industrious people in the land of Bashu who have been busy for a year began to enjoy the rare leisure of the year, and some old men with cattle on the road continued to sell the wine that they were usually reluctant to drink from the town, put it in a hollowed-out gourd, and then wore it on the bamboo pole and carried it home.

Yang Huairen's hurried brigade formed a wonderful contrast with these leisurely old men.

Such a contrast will only make the people feel strange, but it frightened the officials of the states and counties around Chengdu Fu Road, and they couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, what is this Lord Qincha doing in a hurry?

Could it be that some stupid person who is not long-eyed has scavenged the evidence of the people's fat and people's ointment, and he wants to rush to get him?

So along the way, in all the states and counties that Yang Huairen passed by, the attitude of the officials when they went out of the city to greet them was always sincere and fearful, and I am afraid that which unlucky fool is himself.

However, Lord Qincha doesn't seem to be so terrible, although he always has a straight face when he pays homage, but the process of inquiring about political affairs and people's feelings is always like going through the motions, and the words are always as if they are being said by something, and he is hastily finished, and then he hurriedly goes on the road again.

Except for the purchase of some local delicacies, he did not attend any of the banquets at which the officials greeted him.