Chapter 63: The Strong Again Appears

"Childe, this Qin Huai should be referring to Jiankang Mansion, maybe this person is in Jiankang Mansion, as for the word smoke, it should also describe something else, but I really can't guess what it is."

Jiankang Mansion is Tang Jinling, that is, today's Nanjing, Nanjing was the capital or capital of many dynasties, has always been a place where literati and artists gathered, commerce is prosperous, and merchants are endless. Regardless of the dynasty, Nanjing has always been the main force of taxation.

"Then let's go for a walk!" Qin Fan decided.

If you take the post road from Datong Mansion to Jiankang Mansion, the whole journey is 2,400 miles, which can be described as quite far away, and if you travel day and night, it is conservatively estimated that it will take seven or eight days.

After Qin Fan dealt with the affairs of the various fiefdoms, he took Ji Bingli and prepared to set off one by one.

However, some people were not happy, Mu Qingyao said angrily: "Childe, if you don't take me with you, do you hate me anymore?" ”

Qin Fan touched Mu Qingyao's head and shook his head and said, "Qingyao, this is a long way to go, and it is very difficult and dangerous along the way, you are a girl and a family, I am afraid that I will not be able to take care of you." ”

"But...... You're going to my hometown......" Mu Qingyao burst into tears suddenly, and Qin Fan only remembered at this time, didn't she escape from Jiankang Mansion? Now I have the opportunity to go back to my hometown, even if it's just for a quick time.

"This ...... Okay, Qingyao, I'll take you! Qin Fan still changed his mind.

"Thank you, childe...... Childe's great grace Qingyao will never be forgotten! ”

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The war horses ridden by Qin Fan and the four of them are all third-order, and the speed of an hour is eighty miles, but it is very difficult for this kind of war horse to run wild for two or three hours in a row, and few war horses can keep up with their physical strength. Therefore, horses must be changed along the way, but people also need to rest, so the delay on the road is very long.

Qin Fan and his entourage crossed the Great Wall of Qin via Fengzhou, arrived at Datong Mansion for a night's rest, and then followed the Daimyo's Mansion to Bianjing, Kaifeng Prefecture, the capital of the Jin Dynasty.

Bianjing is heavily defended, and there are several cantonment barracks around it, and according to the players in the tavern, there are 100,000 forbidden troops in the Gongwei Jing Division, all of whom are heavy armor troops above the seventh order.

The four-zhang high city wall stands majestically, the city gate is full of strong bows and crossbows, there is an urn city outside each city gate, and a large number of rolling stone and wood are stored in the urn city, and the defense is quite strong.

The Praetorian Guards patrolling around Bianjing are all eighth-order golden soldier elites, and ninth-order knights have to act quietly when they arrive here.

"It's really sitting in a well and watching the sky......"

Qin Fan originally thought that with his infinite population, he was already quite mixed up, but now it seems that he has just arrived at the power of the system.

Bianjing is actually Kaifeng, Qin Fan and a few people entered the city, and asked from afar A strong aroma hit, and when he walked a few more steps, he saw a store with a gilt inscription on the plaque: the first package in the world.

"Ho! What a big breath! ”

The store of the first pack in the world is full of people, and players are particularly lively in and out. Qin Fan took a closer look, it turned out that this was a shop specializing in selling soup dumplings, the scale of this shop was two or three hundred square meters, and there was a steamer at the door, white smoke rising, full of aroma.

The soup dumplings originated in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the soup dumplings in Xi'an, Guangzhou, and Kaifeng were the most famous. However, among them, Kaifeng soup dumplings have a longer history, more authentic taste, and more patterns.

"Let's go, we've got a good day ...... you",

Qin Fan took Ji Bing and the three of them straight into the door of the store, and soon Xiao Er beckoned them to the small eight immortal table in a corner.

"What kind of tea do you order?" We have a good pre-rain Longjing that we just arrived here, do you want to try it for a few guest officers? ”

Longjing was also produced in the Song Dynasty, with pre-Ming tea as a treasure and pre-rain tea as the top grade. The tea produced before the Qingming Dynasty is called the tea before the Ming Dynasty, which has always been the royal offering, and the tea before the rain is produced before the rain, and it is supplied to the dignitaries or major merchants.

Tea is a must-have drink for soup-filled xiao long bao. Clear your stutter before eating and relieve greasy after eating.

Qin Fan brought a cage of various flavors of soup dumplings, beef, mutton soup and pork skin jelly, and a small charcoal stove was set under the steamer for Xiao Er's serving, which kept the soup dumplings hot at all times to ensure the best taste.

When the steamer opens, the crystal clear bun dough is paralyzed, and the soup inside shakes as the chopsticks flip. The name of the first pack in the world is certainly true, the skin of the bun is strong and not easy to crack, even if the chopsticks are picked up and dropped in the air and gently shaken, not a drop of soup will be spilled.

The steamer is equipped with a straw made of bamboo, which is specially designed to suck the soup into the soup packet, and when the soup bag is small, it is sent to the mouth in one bite, and the remaining soup with a firm dough can satisfy all discerning taste buds.

"This soup dumpling is really a rare delicacy in the world, the production is exquisite and ingenious, the taste is fragrant and fragrant, seconds!"

Everyone admired while eating, Qin Fan even ate a cage, and just as he felt a little supported, he picked up the teacup and tasted the tea, and suddenly at this time, there was a sound of broken bowls on the table in the hall.

Both the players and NPCs in the audience were attracted by the sound, but they saw a man and a woman sitting behind the table.

The man has long hair and a shawl, a hat on his head, a deep beard, and his face is full of traces of the wind and frost of time. He was dressed in loose black linen, carrying an equally black package and a massive heavy sword nearly five feet long and one foot wide. Although the giant sword was wrapped in sackcloth, it still couldn't hide the sharp edge of the evil qi.

The woman next to her has waist-length hair, and although the hair ornament is ordinary, it is difficult to hide its beauty and grace, and the hibiscus is beautiful. The blue-white gauze clothes and silk-white embroidered shoes are the same as the water-like woman holding an umbrella on the bridge in the Jiangnan water town in Qin Fan's impression.

Next to the woman was a small box made of mahogany, which looked a bit like a medicine box in a footman.

The teacup in front of the two was thrown to the ground, but the initiator was a fat man with a big belly, who was dressed in a gorgeous costume, wearing a brocade hat and a rhino skin jade belt around his waist. Behind him stood four large-shouldered and round-waisted servants, all armed with short knives.

"Hey, hey! Little lady, come with me, what future is there with this poor sour ghost? ”

In the face of the fat man's insulting words, the two of them enjoyed the food on the table by themselves, and they didn't seem to see the gradually distorted face in front of them.

"I don't know what to do! Bring this little girl back to me! ”

"Yes!"

When the four servants heard this, they stepped forward and grabbed the woman's shoulders, and before a few people could stretch out their hands, a strong wind suddenly blew, and a burst of cold light forced several people to retreat again and again. As soon as the people around them raised their eyes, they saw a giant sword already across the necks of the four slaves.

"What a strong sword qi ......" Ji Bing squinted at the man wearing the hat, trying to get a glimpse of something.

"Sword Qi? It's not so hanging, is it? Qin Fan was slightly surprised when he heard Ji Bing's words.

"This person is extremely angry, the martial arts road is extremely fierce, the sword is less than seventy catties, but you see that the move just now is across the country, the speed of the sword is like lightning, keep this posture The giant sword is not shaking a bit, and the chest breath is even, not arrogant or impatient. The sword qi that was concussive just now was deliberately restrained by him, otherwise the four doglegs were afraid that they would already be in a different place. Ji Bing didn't seem to be joking: "I'm fighting against him, I'm afraid the chances of winning are not much......"

"Isn't he...... Ninth Order? ”

"Ninth Order Peak! However, he seems to be tied up by something, and he has not been able to advance for a long time, and I suspect that it may have something to do with the young woman next to him. ”

Qin Fan secretly admired, this is what a master like Ji Bing can judge if he is not far from ten, if he were him, at best, he could only say a sentence of lying cow coins.