When he arrived at the Jianzhou Department, Zhou Qingfeng realized what it meant to be a primitive society. I won't mention the quality of life here, and even a trivial matter like going to the toilet is more difficult than in Fushun. I don't know what is going on in Hetuala, but the ferry across the river is terrible.

I didn't even have a dung tank when I went to the toilet, so I just pulled it casually. The road surface is completely dirt, the road is slippery on rainy days, smelly on sunny days, and it is full of when you step on it. People here are accustomed to carrying a gourd on their backs to drink raw water, and the water source comes from the Suzi River at the ferry - Zhou Qingfeng got up early in the morning to pee into the river, and saw someone drawing water from the place where he urinated.

Thinking about the fact that at least hundreds of people defecate in the river every day at this ferry, Uncle Zhou, who has been living here for three days, has the heart to die. But everyone in the ferry was accustomed to this, and even Yang Jian and Gu Yuanwei didn't say anything.

"Can you fucking be hygienic? If this continues, Lao Tzu will have to get sick and die. Zhou Qingfeng had to take out his little private money and ask the cook of the warehouse to cook a separate meal for him. He even had to watch the other party boil water and wash the pot with his own eyes, and everything was clean before he could eat, otherwise he would rather go on a hunger strike.

Just because of this, Yang Jian laughed at Zhou Qingfeng many times in person, "Senior brother, you are really a noble person." Drinking water and eating a meal are different from others. You really shouldn't be messing around the rivers and lakes, you should live in the palace. ”

"As you say, I will go to live in the palace that day." Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes and scolded unceremoniously. He would sit at the wooden table where he was eating, and wipe the table with a cleaned rag. Until the black table was polished by him, only then could he eat.

"Hmph...... I have the heart to be the eldest young master, but I don't have the life to be the eldest young master." After Yang Jian sneered, he brought a plate of steamed buns from the kitchen to Gu Yuanwei in the room.

The terminal's cargo depot doubles as a reception, allowing people entering and leaving Hetuara to stop and wait for the ferry to cross the river. However, the surface of the Suzi River is only about 100 meters, and the water is not deep, so the troops of the Jianzhou Department simply wade directly through the water when they enter and exit, which is also convenient. The people who will wait for the boat at the ferry are often VIPs, messengers, and female dependents.

The warehouse is made of rough wood, with a simple structure and two floors. The lower floor hoards goods, the upper floor lives people, and the internal space is not small. Zhou Qingfeng sat down at the main entrance of the warehouse and ate his breakfast by the light at the door.

Zhou Qingfeng's breakfast was also unusual. Others eat some sweet potato wotou or something like that, and he has to spend money to let the cook make white flour steamed buns. If the cook doesn't do well, he still has to guide on the side. After having a life experience in Fushun, he even always had yeast on his body, so as not to eat dead dough cakes - in short, in order to make himself eat and drink well, Uncle Zhou broke his heart.

The yeast and flour were still obtained from the isolated island of time and space, and the dead cook who traveled through the crowd ran a restaurant, and the food hoarded in it was enough for Zhou Qingfeng to eat for a long time. He made a lot of it before he lost his spiritual power, and this time he came to Hetuara with hundreds of catties by the convoy. In the eyes of others, this little kid often makes some good fine food coldly, which makes people envious.

Eating a white-flour steamed bun is a luxury life for ordinary people in the late Ming Dynasty. Zhou Qingfeng still has a few bottles of canned food by his side, which are specially used to supplement nutrition. Early in the morning, he would have a meal of steamed bread with canned fruit, smelling the sweetness wafting from the can, which caused the servants in the warehouse to be surprised and envious - sweetness was extremely rare in ancient times.

Just as Zhou Qingfeng had the last steamed bun left, there was a sudden uproar of people outside the warehouse, and many people walked in. Seven or eight Jurchen soldiers opened the way, followed by a few female dependents. is completely different from the women who wore 'flower pot shoes' and 'big flower heads' in the Qing court dramas in later generations, and now the women in the Jianzhou Department are not so affectionate.

The Jurchens had to fight every year, and women had to be able to ride horses and bend bows, and they would not wear red and green. Zhou Qingfeng had gotten along with He Zhuo, who was a Yehegege, and had never seen her wear cumbersome clothes. Grey-black homespun tunic breeches are the most suitable, otherwise there is no way to ride a horse.

The same is true of the women who came in front of them, but judging from their skin and faces, they must be high-ranking people who don't have to worry about food and clothing. One of the women was protected by the others like the stars holding the moon, no more than twenty years old, with a charming face but a cold expression. She has no false colors for her subordinates, and she has a commanding posture.

The indifferent woman came in, and the whole warehouse was alarmed. Many people came out to kneel and shouted, but Zhou Qingfeng sat at the wooden table and didn't know what was going on?

The inside of the warehouse was not very neat and clean, and the indifferent woman was clearly dissatisfied with the place. She frowned and said a few words to the maid beside her, and turned to leave. The maid glanced at the entire warehouse, and naturally saw Zhou Qingfeng, who was sitting directly opposite the door, polishing the table with oil and clean. The maid said a few words to the indifferent woman in surprise, and then walked quickly to the table and took a closer look.

The indifferent woman also walked over with small steps, looked at the table with a critical gaze, and then looked at Zhou Qingfeng, and even noticed that Zhou Qingfeng had half of the white flour steamed buns left in his hand and the canned fruit with a soup base - the sweet aroma of the canned food wafted out, and it was difficult for people who had never smelled it not to be moved.

During the whole process, Uncle Zhou was in a state of confusion, looking left and right to sell cute .......

This group of people spoke Manchu throughout the whole process, and Zhou Qingfeng couldn't understand it at all. However, the maid beckoned to the accompanying Jurchen soldier to point at Zhou Qingfeng, and the soldier held his waist knife and shouted 'chirp', which meant that Zhou Qingfeng understood - didn't he just want to grab my position and drive me away? I can't afford to mess with you, uncle, just go.

The reluctant Zhou Qingfeng was just about to move his buttocks, but the indifferent woman opened her mouth to stop the actions of the thugs around her. She even re-spoke in Chinese after looking at Zhou Qingfeng: "Look at the clothes, this must be a distinguished guest invited by the Great Khan." If I neglect it, I will surely provoke a great sweat. ”

Zhou Qingfeng is not very old, but his small round face is pink and pink, and he knows that he is not an ordinary child. The indifferent woman even smiled at him very kindly, and sat down across from him.

The master spoke, and the other minions naturally had no opinion. The indifferent woman seemed to have rushed back from somewhere else, and had not eaten breakfast early in the morning. His subordinates went into the kitchen of the warehouse to get food for the master, and after a while, they made a bowl of broth and a few white flour steamed buns.

Steamed bread needs to be fermented to make it, and it is not always available. When Zhou Qingfeng saw this steamed bun, he immediately scolded the cook in the warehouse: "I have long been wondering if you are hiding the steamed buns behind my back, but you still don't admit it, how can you deny it now?" ”

The indifferent woman originally looked at Zhou Qingfeng differently, and after hearing this, she asked a few words to her subordinates. Their master and servant answered each other, and the cook of the inn who was kneeling on the ground suddenly sweated on his forehead and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. Zhou Qingfeng was angry that these store cooks were not honest, but when he looked at the situation, he found that the matter seemed to be very serious.

After asking about the situation, the indifferent woman smiled at Zhou Qingfeng again: "You are the child of that Baylor?" ”

"I'm not a Jurchen, I'm Han. My master is Gu Yuanwei, and we were invited by the Great Khan. "Zhou Qingfeng is never ambiguous when he should pull the tiger skin, and he has to borrow the enemy's tiger skin to use it.

Hearing the name 'Gu Yuanwei', the indifferent woman finally remembered a few recent rumors, and she asked again: "You are the eight-year-old who can lead the troops, help Ye Hebu and Zhuo Gege snatch the armor ordered by our Jianzhou Department, and kill Ma Chengta to Zhou Qingfeng, who escaped?" ”

Ah......, I won't lead troops. I'm just going to scare people. Am I famous in the Ministry of Jianzhou?

Zhou Qingfeng hesitated for a while, and said weakly: "It's actually a misunderstanding, I'm here to save my master,......。 ”

The indifferent woman smiled again: "Boy, you don't have to be afraid. Many of the Great Khan's subordinates were people who had been against him before, and as long as they were loyal to him after submission, the Great Khan never cared about the past, and gave them all reuse. If a few of your masters and apprentices can come to Hetuala, the Great Khan will only be happy. Especially since you are born to lead troops, the Great Khan will value you even more. ”

After laughing at Zhou Qingfeng, the indifferent woman turned her head to look at the inn cook kneeling on the ground, and shouted angrily: "This slave is too bold, he dares to steal the master's things behind his back, and my Jianzhou Department will never tolerate this kind of thing." Come, drag them down and put them to death. ”

Eh, ......, you're going to kill someone for a few steamed buns? At most, I just want to teach this cook a lesson.

Before Zhou Qingfeng could stop him, the two Jurchen thugs dragged out the innkeeper who kept begging for mercy. After a while, the sound of begging for mercy came to an abrupt end, and the thug returned with a bloody breath to restore his life.

How could a life be lost, but everyone present didn't take it seriously. The indifferent woman continued to ask Zhou Qingfeng, "Boy, are you used to living here?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng frowned at the woman's indiscriminate killing, sighed and shook his head: "I can't get used to it, it stinks too much here." ”

The indifferent woman only thought that Zhou Qingfeng was unhappy with the accommodation environment, "That's right, this ferry is not a place for the masters to live." If I hadn't waited for a boat to cross the river, I wouldn't have landed here. However, the Great Khan had decreed that outsiders should not be allowed to enter Hetuala, and he could only ask a few more distinguished guests to be patient.

The Great Khan has been absent from the city for the past few days, and Ma Chengta has invited you masters and apprentices, and he will definitely not dare to make a decision to let you into the city. When I return to-day, I will tell the Great Khan that I will not let a few of you live here permanently. ”

Hehehe...... what can Zhou Qingfeng say? He couldn't refuse the woman's kindness, so he could only pretend to be shy and embarrassed and asked, "I don't know who this sister is?" Later, my master will ask me if I can't tell him about today. ”

The indifferent woman just chuckled, and the maid beside her replied in non-standard Chinese: "This is the great blessing of our Great Khan, the concubine of our Jianzhou Department." ”

The concubine of wild boar skin? There have been four concubines in the wild boar skin, and the first three are already dead, and the one in front of him who is so young and so beautiful is Abahai!

Damn boar skin, he's in his fifties and almost sixty now, and his eldest concubine is only in her twenties - that's right, this is the eleventh year old who married a wild boar skin, and at the age of twelve, he was made to have a big belly, and gave birth to Azig, Dolgon, and Abahai of Doze in one go. She is famous, no worse than Ye Hebu's and Zhuo. But her fate is no better than that of Hezhuo.

"You're Abahai?" After Zhou Qingfeng thought clearly, he blurted out the name of the indifferent woman.

The Jurchens are not Han Chinese, and there are not so many rules. Directly calling her name to Zhou Qingfeng, the indifferent woman just smiled, but it was also amiable. Zhou Qingfeng immediately 'beat the snake with the stick', and shouted affectionately: "Sister Abahai is so beautiful." You haven't eaten breakfast yet, have you? My white-flour steamed buns are delicious. Oh ......, that's right! I also have canned fruit, sweet, I guarantee you haven't eaten it. ”

The glass jar of canned fruit is crystal clear, and when placed on the table, it reveals its outstanding taste, which is much more upscale than the coarse porcelain wooden bowl. The little soup left over from Zhou Qingfeng's drink still exudes the sweet smell of food flavors, but it makes people have a great appetite when they smell it.

When the maid took the can, she was careful not to break it, so she poured out half a bowl of sugar water and put it in front of Abahai. As if she was afraid of poison, the maid herself tried a small half of it in advance, and when she held it in her mouth, her eyes immediately widened, and her eyes lit up, and she was surprised to the point of unimaginable.

Abahai knew that his maid was also a person who had seen the market, and he was quite moved to see that her reaction was so great. The sense of anticipation in her heart quickly increased, she picked up the bowl and smelled it, and sure enough, the fragrance hit people and moistened her heart, so she asked with a smile: "What is this?" ”

"Qiong Jelly Jade Liquid!" Uncle Zhou shouted loudly, he was absolutely shameless when he should pretend to be forced.