Daming is a place full of mystery for Logge, and when he arrives here, he feels different from the culture on the grassland, and he feels like he is in a dream. In fact, Liaodong and Jin are adjacent to each other, and if you really want to talk about it, there are still a lot of similarities in their living habits.

It's just that the Ming Dynasty is an agricultural system, and the Jin Kingdom is a nomadic system, and there is still a big difference between them. And Logge will be so interested in Daming, in fact, it is also caused by Luo Weicai's influence since childhood.

Listening to the story of Luo Weicai and the story of thousands of years of cultural inheritance since he was a child, it is difficult for Logge not to yearn for it. It is precisely because he is so yearning that he will cherish this opportunity to come to Daming so much.

The group stayed in the old man's courtyard, the carriage and goods were also placed in the courtyard, and when the gate was closed, more than a dozen people began to arrange their own accommodation. There are three adobe thatched-roof houses in the courtyard, which are quite dilapidated, but they are also sheltered from the wind and rain.

The old man lived in one room by himself, and the remaining two rooms were obviously not enough. As a prince, Luo Ge and Luo Weicai naturally occupied a room alone, and the rest of the people were barely able to sleep in the house, except for a few who were keeping vigil outside to guard the goods.

The old man had turned off the lights since he entered the house, but he didn't sleep, but he was lying on the window and staring at the movement outside. When he saw that Logg's goods were really just some leather goods, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.

It is obviously not very cost-effective to risk killing everyone for the sake of these things, and one who is not careful may even attract the attention of the Dongjiang Army, thus exposing his hiding place at the moment. After some deep thought, the old man gave up the idea of making a move, turned around and went back to the bed to lie down.

However, at this time, there was a knock on the door, and Luo Weicai's voice sounded at the same time: "Old man, can we have a chat?" ”

The old man frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed on his face, and he was silent for a moment, but he unexpectedly did not refuse Luo Weicai, but turned around and lit the oil lamp and opened the door: "What do you want to talk about?" ”

Seeing that the old man had a tiger face, and his tone was full of unhappiness, Luo Weicai simply reached out and touched it in his arms. When he stretched out his hand again, he had already grabbed two ingots of twenty taels of silver in his hand, and said with a smile: "Old gentleman, thanks to your generosity tonight, I hope the old gentleman will accept this little meaning." ”

Seeing the white silver, the old man's face improved a little, and he did not politely reach out and grab it, and weighed it before hiding it in his arms with satisfaction: "Come in." ”

The old man said a word, he had already walked into the house, put on a coat, and then invited Luo Weicai to sit down with Logge, who was following behind.

Luo Wei saw that the old man's attitude was not as blunt as before, so he said bluntly: "I don't know how long the old man has lived here?" ”

Hearing this, the old man suddenly became suspicious, a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and he was already holding a dagger that appeared out of nowhere in his hand, and said coldly: "How do you know that the old man is not from the village?" ”

Luo Weicai obviously failed to notice the old man's abnormality, and he chuckled: "The old man's accent is still a little different from the villagers here, so I guess that the old man is not a local." If it was inconvenient for the old gentleman to say more, then the bento didn't ask just now. ”

After the old man heard this, he eased his nervousness and said coldly: "What do you want to say, just say bluntly, the old man is a rough man, and he doesn't come to those who are going around." ”

Luo Weicai was silent for a moment, and after exchanging glances with Logge, he asked cautiously: "I don't know if the old gentleman has seen some traces of Fusang people during his residence here." If the old gentleman can provide their clues, please let us know, and he is willing to give more silver taels in the future. ”

The old man's eyes became extremely cold here, and it was obvious that he misunderstood that Luo Weicai and these people were sent by Mao Wenlong. However, after thinking about it, he didn't attack Luo Weicai. Instead, he said coldly: "What are you looking for Fusang people for?" ”

Listening to the old man's tone, he obviously knew about the Fusang people, and Luo Weicai immediately explained: "The old gentleman doesn't know, we who do small business always hope that our goods can be sold at the best price. In the past, a companion brought a wagon of leather goods and sold them to the Fuso people, waiting for a good profit. Therefore, we also want to do business with these Fuso people this time, and if the old gentleman knows their whereabouts, I hope to let them know. ”

Such a crude lie obviously could not deceive the old man, and as far as he knew, the Fuso people here had not bought any leather goods at all. Obviously, what Luo Weicai in front of him said just now was completely deceiving.

The old man sneered in his heart, he wanted to see Luo Weicai's true intentions, and after pondering for a moment, the old man opened his mouth and said: "Little Lao'er did see some Fusang people a few days ago, but I don't know why, recently, the Dongjiang army in the city has been arresting Fusang people everywhere. Therefore, Xiao Lao'er has not seen any Fusang people appear for several days. ”

Luo Weicai and Luo Ge were stunned, and Luo Ge couldn't wait to ask: "Does the old gentleman know if these Fusang people are all dead in the city?" ”

The old man was quite surprised by Logge's nervousness at this moment, in his opinion, Logge's performance just now was nervous about the life and death of Fusang. In Daming, it is obvious that no one will have a good face for the Fuso people.

The common people have a fear of the Fusang people, but those people in the rivers and lakes have a hatred for them, and the government is even more hostile to them. For all kinds of reasons, the old man didn't understand why the strange man in front of him was nervous about the life and death of Fuso?

Elder Fusang already had a lot of doubts in his heart, and asking them at this time obviously wouldn't get the answers he wanted to know. The old man was silent for a moment, then shook his head directly and said: "Xiao Lao'er is a countryman, and everything he knows is hearsay, and he has limited knowledge about those Fusang people. If you really want to know what happened to the people of Fusang, you might as well wait until tomorrow when you enter the city, and then go to those restaurants or teahouses to inquire. ”

Luo Weicai and Luo Ge both flashed disappointed looks on their faces, and after a while, Luo Weicai sighed and said, "Thank you for the old gentleman's guidance, this bit of silver should be appreciated." ”

Another silver ingot appeared on the table, and Luo Weicai and Rogge didn't stay long, leaving with a disappointed mood.

The old man saw the two leave, closed the door and put away the silver taels, and then quickly changed into a night suit, and then blew out the oil lamp. The old man waited in the house until there was no movement outside, and then he carefully opened the door and left his room, and under the cover of night, he quickly touched Luo Weicai and Logge's room.