"Senior brother, where can I sell authentic grape wine?" Ge Baoshan asked.

This Yangguan is called Guanguan, and in fact, it has already developed into a lively town with the prosperity of the trade route.

There is an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going between the markets, and the liveliness is not much worse than that of Xichun Road.

Ge Baoshan hadn't really been here, and he was dazzled for a while, where could he find the wine shop opened by Hu Ren, so he had to ask Mingyue.

"I was boasting just now, but now it's wilting. Let's go, I'll invite my nephew to drink. Mingyue laughed as she led the two of them towards an alley.

Yangguan is located in the Western Regions and the Central Plains, not only the Central Plains and the Western Regions, but also the Tubo people, the Great Cannibals (Arabian region), and the Great Qin people (ancient Roman Empire) have opened shops here.

This is the front line of communication between the Central Plains and foreign civilizations, Hu people wear Han clothes, and it is not strange for Han people to wear Hu clothes, even black hair and green eyes are not uncommon, such as the little boy who is shouting.

"Eh, this friend, the newly baked naan is big and fragrant, only five cents a piece, delicious." The mixed-race boy greeted Liu Zheng warmly.

It is a family stall where a short and stout man from the Central Plains is mingling, a tall, snow-white blonde woman is watching the kang, and the little boy is in charge of selling and collecting money.

When the little boy saw that Liu Zheng was looking at him and facing him kindly, he became even more bold and shouted: "My family's roasted naan is the best in Quanyangguan, friend, you can taste one, it is not fragrant and does not require money." ”

The little boy's tone and movements were skillful and philistine, but with his immature face, it looked funny and cute, which made Liu Zheng can't help but laugh.

"Master, uncle, I'll go buy some naan to eat." He said to the two.

"You can just buy yours, but your master and I can't eat." Mingyue shook her head.

If you don't practice external skills, your upper and lower teeth will be loose when you are forty or fifty years old, but you can't deal with this tenacious roasted naan.

The little boy was very happy when he saw Liu Zheng coming over, and hurriedly asked, "Guest, which one do you want to buy?" ”

"Are there several more?" He asked with a smile.

The little boy smiled: "The guest is new to Yangguan, so let me introduce it to you." ”

Originally, according to the size, baked naan can be divided into Tokaxi naan, "Queerdan naan", and Emmanke naan, which are the size of a teacup, the size of a fist, and the size of two heads.

According to the materials, it can be divided into Kakeqi naan, Kuoxi naan, and Youkeman naan, which are respectively with mutton fat, mutton, and rock sugar.

Among them, Youkeman Naan is the most expensive, followed by Koxi Naan, and Kakeqi Naan is the cheapest.

This is also very understandable, this side is close to the Western Regions, mutton is much cheaper than the Central Plains, but sugar is the farther away from the Central Plains, the more expensive it is.

"Then I want two Kosai naan." Liu Zhengdao.

It's not that he doesn't like to eat sweets.

"Won't the guests come to a Youkeman? The sugar water was boiled by my mother in the morning, but it was sweet. The little boy blinked and tried his best to promote his products.

The blonde woman heard the little boy mention herself, and she lifted up and smiled in this direction.

Even though the soot of the fire kang covered her face, she could still see the snow-like skin and gorgeous face under the cover.

However, Liu Zheng's aesthetics have always been very oriental, so he retracted his gaze after a glance.

Although he was not very interested in the blonde woman's appearance, he was curious about her origins.

"Is your mother from outside the Western Regions?" He asked the little boy.

"What are you asking for?" The little boy immediately said vigilantly.

"It's just curiosity, just forget it." Liu Zheng shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"Hmph, tell you, don't beat my mother's idea, or my father will hammer you like dough." The boy swung his fist demonstratively at the stocky man's side.

"Xiao Qin, no, yes, guest, it's rude." The blonde woman heard the little boy's threat and looked up to teach her a lesson.

Her sentence is a little strange, but the pronunciation is quite standard, and the words of a single word are no different from those of the Central Plains.

"Ten cents." The little boy stuck out his tongue and handed the naan in one hand and a wooden box containing money in the other.

Liu Zheng took the naan, took out ten cents and put it in the box, and was about to leave, but a pair of hairy hands reached over and snatched the money box.

"Give it back to me, that's my family's money." The little boy immediately reached out to retrieve the cash box.

"What is your family's money, it's obviously Lord Tohti's money." The owner of the hairy hand held the money box high and teased the little boy as he spoke.

Liu Zheng frowned, but did not speak immediately, but waited quietly on the side.

"Azati, Kurban, what are you two doing here?" The stout man put down the dough in his hand and walked over and asked in a deep voice.

Contrary to the unexpected inconsistency of his figure, this man was born with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and he looked quite heroic.

"Guan Shanfei, Master Tohti sent us to collect debts." Azati, with his hairy hands, spoke the most standard dialect in the original language, which was better than that spoken by many southerners.

"The repayment deadline is obviously next month." Guan Shan said in a deep voice.

"What if you're running away next month? Of course, you have to come and collect it once a day until it is all collected. Before Azati could speak, Kurban on the side said with a strange qi.

This Kurban has a towering nose, and his eyes are sunken like a mining pit, which is very strange to see.

"If you take away the money for the bread every day, how can I buy flour and meat oil?" Guan Shanfei frowned.

"That's your business, we'll just take the money." Azati doesn't care.

"Don't go too far, be careful that I go there and sue you." Guan Shanfei was furious.

"Go ahead, there is an old saying among you that it is natural to repay debts. Moreover, the master of the guard and the master of Ilham Tohti have gotten along well for so many years, how can you be a cake seller who can sue for it? Kurban looked fearless.

"You!" Guan Shanfei was furious, but there was nothing he could do about them.

In any case, he did borrow money from Tohti, and when the time comes, the guards will have an excuse to favor Tohti.

"What the hell do you want?" He took a breath and asked in a deep voice.

"Hand over the glass glow-in-the-dark cup." Azati's words have been waiting for a long time.

"Huh?" At this time, it was Liu Zheng's turn to be a little surprised.

He originally thought that it was a scene in which the Ximen officials robbed Pan Jinlian, and he was about to play a show in Guanxi, but he didn't expect him to get the wrong ticket.

Since he wasn't robbing people, his interest was less than half, but for the sake of the little boy's cuteness, he could watch it for a while.

Thinking of this, he tore open the naan cake and became a naan eater.

"Boy, what are you rubbing?" Here, Ge Baoshan and Mingyue saw that he had not come, so they walked over and asked.

"Master, I'm watching a play, a drama of loan sharks forcing debts." Liu Zheng said with a smile.

"New boy, you can eat things indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense. This is not your backyard. Kurban glared at him.

"If you glare at me again, your eyeballs won't be yours." Liu Zheng said lightly.

He spoke while chewing naan, his voice was a little slurred, but the killing intent was extremely clear.

"You, huh!" Kurban wanted to teach this brat a lesson, but the two old Taoist priests behind him endured it again and turned their faces away.

Don't mess with monks and young beggars, this is common sense that people in the Western Regions also know.

"Tell you, if you know each other, hand over the glass luminous cup, otherwise it won't be as simple as Lord Tohti coming in person to collect some cake money." Azati said.

"And what else do you want?" Guan Shanfei asked rhetorically.

"How? Sell your house, sell your to a brothel, and sell this little cub to the Western Regions as a slave. Kurban poured his anger on Guan Shanfei and said gloomily.

"You dare! I won't give you the glass glow-in-the-dark cup, go back and let Ilham Tohti bring someone to grab it. Guan Shanfei said angrily.

"Hmph, toast without eating and drinking. Tomorrow Master Ilham Tohti himself will come, and you better bring your things with both hands, or think about your mother-in-law and son. Kurban smiled gloomily, threatening as it spoke.

He was about to turn around when a hot naan slammed into his face, making him scream.

"Little bunny, you are looking for death." Kurban saw the little boy who was smiling happily, and didn't know that he was the culprit, so he yelled and reached out to grab it.

He obviously has martial arts, and this grasp is very vicious, and he goes straight to the little boy's neck, obviously not ready to leave his hand.

"Qin'er!" Guan Shanfei saw that his son was attacked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to block.

This man who sells cakes actually has martial arts, and the blocking technique is quite exquisite, not like the style learned in the country boxing gym.

"Hey, it looks like the golden lock chain palm of the Huashan faction." Mingyue said in amazement.

"You're right? How could a disciple of the Huashan faction sell naan here? Ge Baoshan was suspicious of his vision.

It's no wonder that Ge Baoshan doesn't believe it, although the Huashan faction has been declining over the years, it is still one of the best factions in the rivers and lakes, and no matter how many disciples do it, they will not make a living by selling naan.

If this spreads, it will be on the front page of the "Jianghu Monthly" that month, with the title "Woo hoo lament, Huashan disciples actually make a living by selling naan, and analyze the reasons for the decline of famous families".

Then the Huashan faction will become the laughing stock of the entire martial arts, and Yue Bufan, the head of the Huashan faction, must be so angry that he will go crazy.

"I've talked to the people of the Huashan faction, and the one just now is the golden lock in the palm of the golden lock chain, and it can't be wrong. But this palm seems to be a bit weak. Mingyue was very sure of her judgment.

Guan Shanfei blocked Kurban's grasp with a golden lock in the sky, and pushed him to the ground with another move to look north at Xiangyun.

Kurban patted his ass and stood up, but did not continue to entangle, but threw down the sentence "See how many more you can fight tomorrow", and then left with Azati.

When he passed by the three members of the Guishui Sect, he glanced at it covertly, his eyes rolling wildly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.