The buns are very fatty, and the steamed buns stuffed with beef and radish are not eaten anywhere. Far away in Xianyang, Guanzhong, you kill a cow. Immediately, an official will come to your family to trouble, and if your family is not a noble, it will be a big trouble. Fines some money for servitude, even if the pavilion chief takes care of you.

No problem in Pingliang, absolutely no problem. Every year, a large number of cattle and sheep are trafficked in the grassland, and these cattle are used to grazing on the grassland. Pulling carts may do, but expecting them to step on the ditch to plough the land is simply a luxury.

There are carts, but there are very few ox carts except for those with large carrying capacity. There are big carriages running everywhere in Pingliang City, as long as you stand under the sign on the side of the road and wait. The carriage will stop and wait for you to get on, and it only costs one copper coin at a time, whether you are far or near. Although Pingliang is large, the traffic is extremely convenient. If you want to go faster, there is naturally the kind of stretch out to stop, but the price is more expensive. Fares are based on distance, and the farther you go, the more you spend.

Many of the cattle in Pingliang are slaughtered for meat, and the butchers outside the city slaughter a huge amount of beef every day. Even the immigrants from the three eastern counties who live in the tube building can weigh two catties of meat to eat every few days. It's all good beef, and it's much cheaper than pork in Pingliang.

The fist-sized bun, Alexander stuffed it into his mouth before he felt the taste, and he had already swallowed it. He was so hungry that he licked the grease off his hand, and the whip whipped on his back with a whistle.

"Hurry up, you bastard. If you don't get on and off the street, if it weren't for the Hou Ye to escort you to Xianyang. I'll kill you a fool a long time ago! The soldiers scolded while fighting. Pingliang has a bad custom, that is, the mistreatment of prisoners of war. Moreover, it is the mistreatment of wounded prisoners of war, in fact, this is not a Pingliang tradition. Rather, it should be the tradition of the Qin army.

The captives on the battlefield were not treated by the martial Qin people. I was injured and couldn't work, and I had to be taken care of. Okay, it's okay to say. Able to work. If it's not good, then it's all in vain. There is no guarantee of medicinal herbs and food for their own people on the battlefield, who will give the wounded soldiers who are captured? When the Qin people saw the seriously wounded on the battlefield, they were generally killed and pulled down. Save everyone from dragging it down, and some people who play performance art have also invented various torture techniques, which are so cruel that they don't want to.

The Yun family is not bad, because prisoners of war can be exchanged for money. This was a great source of money for the war, and the Pingliang army basically did not torture and kill prisoners of war. But wounded prisoners of war do not count as money. This is also the result of Li Si and Wei Fang's deliberate indulgence. They were also reluctant to provide medicine and food to treat and feed the wounded prisoners of war.

In this battle, the Yun family captured more than 20,000 prisoners of war, which made the fisherman and Master Geng, who complained about the shortage of labor, very excited. It's just that there is always no way to solve the problem of language communication, and I have not been able to find a Greek who can speak Huaxia, or a Chinese person who can speak Greek. The communication between the two sides is basically based on gestures.

This also caused the Greeks to be beaten a lot, and when communication was poor, do you think the guys who kill people without blinking will be patient?

Alexander didn't look back at the soldier, he did. The whip marks on his back proved that he had done it, but the consequences were a bit severe.

Thankfully, he bowed to the old man and the child again. Alexander continued on his way. The opulence of this city is simply beyond his comprehension. Such a delicious thing. Both the elderly and children easily give up eating for themselves. It can be seen that they don't take this thing very seriously.

The boy was very strong, and there was no such child in Greece. In fact, because of malnutrition, many children who walk all over the ground have not yet grown their brains. Most of the children in Pingliang City have ruddy faces. Many of the children were running around the streets, as strong as calves.

Out of the clothes and food, Pingliang surprised Alexander the most was the order. Pedestrians are completely on the right side, and people on the opposite side occupy both ends of the road. The carriage is on the innermost side, and the outermost side is pedestrians.

At every intersection, there was a guy with a stick in command. The gestures are beautiful and simple. At least Alexander had never been to Pingliang, but he could understand the gestures at once.

You can also see some aliens at the gates of the city, and you can tell that these people are merchants by looking at their clothes. But the more you go inside, the more you are in the world of Chinese people. In the end, not even a single alien race could be seen, and the streets were full of Chinese people, looking at themselves as if they were looking at monsters.

The roads are very clean and the streets are full of horse-drawn carriages. There was not a single horse manure on the road, and some women in yellow clothes kept cleaning up on the side of the street. If even a leaf falls, they will walk over and put it in a bag.

Every other stretch of the road, there will be a black box. Everyone's used garbage will be thrown into that box. The houses on both sides of the road were built very high, almost all three stories high, and many small heads poked out of the windows. Constantly staring at the ranks below, the children pointed and poked, and some naughtily even spat at the mouth, trying to get the attention of the prisoners of war.

Could it be that their poor people can already live in luxurious buildings? Why are the people here so rich, and have they come to heaven? Alexander was overwhelmed by the astonishment and confusion.

A magnificent building appeared in front of him, and Alexander was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth. The long mouth and the white bones on the cheeks look very weird.

The building was so big that his palace in Alexandria was like a pigeon cage compared to it. He believed that the enemy who had defeated him must live in it. It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to see it.

Alexander really wanted to meet his opponent, very much. It's a pity that he didn't dare to reveal his identity, a high-ranking king has become the appearance of today's person who is not a ghost or a ghost, how can he still see people.

"Master Hou ordered that these people be brought into the school grounds. Give me something to eat, the king said to see what the hell these birdmen look like. Yo! How did you really bring back a ghost, how did this guy get even no more dough. Could it be the legendary shamelessness? "An ensign officer standing at the door was amazed to see Alexander, and had seen all sorts of wounded people. It's the first time I've seen this like this.

"To the king? This faceless guy is afraid that he is going to scare the king, and he frightened many people on the road just now. I'm afraid that after the king saw it, he saw that this person was disgusted and chopped up and fed to the dogs. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, this person was named by Master Hou to be sent to Xianyang. Find some medicine to treat his wound, this wound will suppurate and he will die. In the future, you are not allowed to beat him, Master Hou wants him to live to Xianyang, who dares to die before this. Lao Tzu will give you a scar the size of a bowl! (To be continued.) )