"You didn't sleep all night last night?"

Xie Jiu opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the busy figure of Wei Yan extinguishing the bonfire.

"It's not safe in the forest, it's better to burn on fire, how do your legs feel? I'll take you into town right away. ”

Dealing with the bonfire, dragging the chopped branches to cover the car, carrying the travel bag, tearing a few shirts to make a temporary backpack, and carrying Xie Jiu on his back, Wei Yan stepped out of the steps of birth after crossing and walked towards the unknown future.

Following yesterday's route, Wei Jiu carried Xie Jiu on his back, a travel bag on his shoulder, a long knife in his hand, and walked down the mountain, sweat kept falling, Xie Jiu, who is 170 cm tall, even if he is very slim, that weight, it is not easy to walk the mountain road on his back.

Along the way, Xie Jiu silently stretched out his hand behind his back to help Wei Yan wipe his sweat, but Wei Yan always felt that the more he wiped, the more he wiped, his neck always felt wet.

When they went down to the foot of the mountain, the sky was already bright, and the peasants who were working in the farmland all stopped what they were doing when they saw Wei Xie and the others, and looked at them blankly, with strange expressions.

Wei Yan didn't care about their expressions, walked over with Xie Jiu on his back, and found an old farmer who looked and felt more kind. Regardless of whether the etiquette is right or not, he stepped forward and hugged his fists and asked, "This old man, our husband and wife are lost, where is this?" What dynasty? What year is it? ”

"Husband and wife?! Amitabha, how can a little master marry a wife? ”

The old farmer's face was full of astonishment, and he pointed at Wei Yan, filled with righteous indignation.

Small...... Little master?!

Wei Yan touched his board in embarrassment, and hurriedly explained: "Uncle, Zai Xia is not a monk, Zai Xia and his wife are returning from overseas, and the men there are all as short as Zaixia. ”

Patiently explained that he was not a flower monk, the old farmer's attitude was better, Wei Yan repeated the problem again, the old farmer didn't seem to understand Wei Yan's modern Mandarin, Wei Yan spoke very slowly to understand. The old farmer said: "This is the boundary of Guanzhong, and now it is the ninth year of Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty, where are you from in the future?" Dressed up so weirdly? ”

Zhenguan?!

Oh, the cake seller! How did you come back to Datang?! Fortunately, it was the Zhenguan period of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, not the end of the Sui Dynasty. Being able to see the legendary Tang Dynasty with his own eyes is a dream that Wei Yan once had in his heart. Feeling that Xie Jiu lying on his back also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, Wei Yan was in a good mood.

"The afterlife? Epigenetic? ”

"Ah, my husband, I'm okay in my late life, but I just returned to my homeland, and I was surprised in my heart, so that I lost my temper, thank you, how far is this place from Chang'an?"

"Twenty miles to go."

The old farmer told Wei Yan one by one, and Wei Yan was surprised and happy in his heart.

"Thank you, uncle, please tell the late life, how to walk on the way to Chang'an, the inner person is injured and needs to find a doctor for treatment."

The old farmer had already seen Xie Jiu's splinted legs, looked at the muddy and tattered white shirt with sympathy, and said enthusiastically: "My boss is going to send a cart of firewood into the city this morning, so let's join him if I don't dislike it in the future." ”

"Thank you, thank you!"

Wei Yan sincerely bowed again and thanked the old farmer.

The old farmer smiled honestly and said, "Hou Sheng, your hair, let's find a hat to wear, so as not to be misunderstood." ”

"Exactly, exactly, Wansheng understands, thank you for your advice."

Wei Yan opened his travel bag, fortunately he didn't want to wash his hat because he was lazy, so he brought two sunhats every time he went out. One was given to Xie Jiu and asked her to wear it, to cover her beauty, so as not to cause extraneous branches, Wei Yan didn't want to encounter Xie Jiu's bloody plot of being molested by his children.

Wei Yan turned out the remaining one and put it on, although it was still very weird, but there were many Hu people in the Tang Dynasty, and the dress was more weird, especially there were more Hu people in Chang'an City, except for Wei Yan's short hair, what they were wearing, people were already surprised, they just thought they were Hu people. Sweat.

The old farmer led the two to his eldest son, and moved the carriage pulling firewood out of a place for Xie Jiu to sit on.

Xie Jiu wore Wei Yan's baseball cap to cover her gorgeous flower-like face, and she didn't make a sound all the way. Wei Yan greatly exerted his optimistic and enthusiastic character, and talked with the old farmer, Zhao Laoda, the son of Zhao's father, all the way, in just twenty miles, he was stunned to say that a silent and honest man was eager to pour out his heart and lungs to him, and almost explained the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Zhao family clearly.

Twenty miles of road, driving carriages, only half an hour to walk, you can see the majestic and simple city wall in the distance. In modern times, Wei Yan joined the work as soon as he graduated, and he had never been to Xi'an, and the appearance of the ancient city wall was only seen on TV, but the feeling of being on TV was completely different, Wei Yan felt that his eyes were hot, his nose was sour, and he couldn't help but grasp Xie Jiu's hand, and said excitedly: "Deputy Xie, Datang!" We're in Datang! The Great Tang of all nations coming to the dynasty, the Great Tang of the Chinese's dreams! ”

Xie Jiu's red lips exposed under the brim of his hat bent lightly in a good-looking arc, and he gave a gentle sigh, but he still didn't speak, but Wei Yan came back to his senses and was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly let go of the beauty's hand, looking at the majestic and simple city wall in a daze, and couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

Only by being immersed in the scene can we realize the greatness of the ancients. The Great Tang, the most powerful dynasty in Chinese history, since the Tang, the Tang people became synonymous with the descendants of Yan and Huang, and more than a thousand years later, there is a place where Chinese live, called Chinatown.

"Wei Gongzi?"

"Ahhh......h I'm sorry, I'm excited, I'm excited. ”

Boss Zhao smiled innocently and led Wei Yan into the city. After entering the city, Wei Yan carried Xie Jiu on his back, solemnly thanked Zhao Laodao, who gave them a ride, and asked the location and name of the largest pawnshop in Chang'an City, and left.

"The ancients are so simple, Wei Yan, we must repay Daddy Zhao's family in the future."

"Don't worry, Deputy Xie, I have already written down the address of Daddy Zhao's house, and when we have money, we will definitely repay it."

“…… Don't call me Deputy Xie again. ”

"Oh. What's that going to be called? ”

The beauty behind her actually made no sound at such a moment, leaving Wei Yan alone with a sad face, what are you going to call if you don't call Deputy Xie?!

Asking all the way to the largest pawnshop in the east city of Chang'an, tidying up his mood, Wei Yan walked into the pawnshop with his head up, deliberately ignored the guy who greeted him, directly put the travel bag on the counter, and said to the middle-aged fat man who looked like the shopkeeper: "Please come out of your host, I have rare treasures and want to die." ”

The fat shopkeeper glanced at Wei Yan, did not move, and smiled kindly: "I don't know what the guest officer wants to be?" Can you let me watch it below? ”

Wei Yan smiled indifferently, unzipped the travel bag, and took out the Wuliangye suit that he had scraped off the trademark and other modern traces one by one. The delicate and beautiful glass bottle, as well as the four crystal glasses that come with it, even in modern times, are extremely beautiful glass products, and the fat shopkeeper looked excited: "This ...... It's ......"

Wei Yan slowly unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and the aroma of Wuliangye was permeating. The fat shopkeeper's throat slid for a while, and it seemed that he was also a person in the wine lane.

"Childe, please wait a moment, and then send someone to invite the owner over. Man, serve this boy tea. ”

Wei Yan smiled and nodded, carefully put down Xie Jiu on his back, and carried her to the chair and sat down.

After a while, the guy brought the tea, Wei Yan had not drunk a little hot water for a day and a night, he poured it into his mouth, just drank it in his mouth, almost didn't spit it out, glanced at the tea, and remembered that the tea at this time was still group tea, bitter and astringent, and the taste was very bad.

Swallowing it forcefully, Wei Yan didn't want to touch the cup of tea again. Xie Jiu, who was next to him, also only took a sip and put the tea aside.

If you want to drink tea in the future, you have to study the process of roasting tea. When he was in college, he had a classmate who opened a tea factory, and when he went to play with his classmates, he tried it and knew the process of roasting tea, but the technology was too poor, and the taste of the roasted tea was not as good as that of the connoisseurs.

Traversers, as long as you pay attention, there is gold everywhere! Wei Yan couldn't help but frown, and he really relaxed about the livelihood problem at this time.