Chapter 103: Five Silver Coins

Seeing Fan Hai's handsome face gradually turn red, Zhang Xiaoluo thought about it slightly, and even raised his head and drank a few sips of the liquor in the wine bag.

Fan Hai turned over and jumped on the ice sled where Zhang Xiaoluo was, sat down next to Zhang Xiaoluo, burped slightly, looked at the vast snowy area with his eyes, and slowly spoke.

"There is a king in the snowy region, who rules over the entire snowy region. There are more than 1,000 ice and snow towns in the four regions and sixteen cities of the Snow Realm, all of which are owned by the Snow King. The people of the Snowland believe in the god Jima, and the King of the Snowland is the messenger of the god Jima in the snowland. Only by obtaining the grace of the god Jima can we survive in this cruel land of ice and snow, and there is only one way to obtain the blessing, to pay tribute to the god Jima. ”

Fan Hai said lightly, ignoring the Altay father and son who were getting farther and farther away, and didn't seem to care if Zhang Xiaoluo was listening to him.

"There is a royal city in the snowy region, and there is no snow all year round, no cold wind, and no smell of animal dung, but it is as warm as warm coal. The temple of the ancestor of Jima is located in the royal city, and each of the sixteen acropolis cities has a branch temple. The people of the Snowy Lands are required to regularly pay a certain amount of tribute to the branch temples in the Acropolis City for protection. If they do not pay it, or if the quantity is insufficient, the people who make the offering will suffer from a strange disease due to the loss of the protection of the god Jima. My Abba's illness is the result of the last lack of tribute......"

Zhang Xiaoluo was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't answer, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he waited for him to continue.

"If the sick do not make up the tribute in time and regain the glory of the god Jima, they will gradually lose weight and die. The branch temple will send people to transport the body back and bury it in the depths of the snowy region. If you can survive until the tribute is replenished, then the Jima branch temple will have a special sacrifice to drive away the disease. If you can't make up the tribute, you can't hand over the corpse......"

"How?"

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly opened his mouth to ask, and there was a slight chill in his eyes.

Fan Hai smiled helplessly, reached out and picked up the wine bag on Zhang Xiaoluo's ice sled, opened it and drank a few sips, handed the wine bag back to Zhang Xiaoluo, and then roared loudly towards the vast snowy area.

Zhang Xiaoluo's cute appearance appeared in front of his eyes, remembering the clogs and straw sandals that he had just taken off with body temperature, he also raised his head, drank a few sips of spirits, and his face gradually turned red.

"All doors are destroyed!"

Van Hai gritted his teeth and uttered four words, then rolled over and jumped off the sled.

"Zhang Xiaoluo, I saved your life, you save my Abba, you and I have cleared! Underneath the sled you sit on is some dry food, drinking water, fur hat and liquor, and this sled sends you and you ...... Let's go! ”

After Fan Hai finished speaking, he jumped on his sleigh and wanted to whip forward, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Van Hai, what are you going to do?"

Fan Hai was silent, and he swept his gaze to the vast snowfield again, his handsome face full of struggle and unwillingness.

"In the vast snowy area, there is no place for me and my family to live, I have talked to Abba and Grandma, but ...... It's just that my sister Miji is still young! I'm unwilling! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo lowered his head and pondered, he finally understood where Miji's abnormality was, and where the fear she had when he healed Miji's father came from.

"What is a tribute?"

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly raised his head and asked Fan Hai.

"Tribute? That's the tribute! ”

Van Hai stood up and stooped to pull the cloth on top of his sled, which was densely filled with extremely smooth icicles.

Zhang Xiaoluo was slightly stunned when he saw those ice picks, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he said to Fan Hai.

"Fan Hai, you said that Ice City has clogs and straw sandals suitable for Xiao Ji to wear?"

As for how to survive this killing, Zhang Xiaoluo did not tell Fan Hai. But when he saw that those ice picks were actually snowy tributes, he had a vague plan in his heart to deal with it.

Zhang Xiaoluo insisted on going to the Ice and Snow City with Fan Hai, although Fan Hai couldn't bear to involve Zhang Xiaoluo, but seeing that the other party insisted on going together, he didn't say more, turned over and jumped on the ice sled, and quickly walked in the direction of the Ice and Snow City.

Ice and Snow City, one of the sixteen acropolis cities in the Snowy Country, has the most elite snow wolf ride in the Snowy Country, and there is also a branch temple of the snowy god Jima, which is very lively.

After entering the Ice and Snow City, paying two deed taxes, and depositing the ice sled, Fanhai will go to the Jima Temple to find Altay and his son.

Zhang Xiaoluo had never seen such a large bazaar, and he felt a little fresh, so he stopped to watch it frequently. Van Hai had no choice but to tell him to meet at the sled storage place at sunset, and walked away alone. And Zhang Xiaoluo drooped his head and wandered on the lively street of Ice and Snow City, where goods were bought and sold.

The market sells everything from rows of igloo titles to a short sunflower branch. Zhang Xiaoluo even saw from a distance that on a high platform, there were several tall and sturdy men with their heads bowed and still shirtless and dark-skinned in such a cold weather. An old man in a thick-skinned animal jacket was shouting to everyone in the audience about the benefits of "Kunlun Nu", inducing everyone in the audience to bid.

Zhang Xiaoluo stood far away and watched for a while, then wanted to turn around and walk away, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to a stall not far away. It is said to be a stall, but in fact, it is just a larger ice mound with animal skins on top of it.

The stall owners are an elderly couple, and an old woman is taking a pair of brand-new sandals out of the ice mound and placing them on top of animal skins. Her old wife, behind her, crouched on the ground, holding two long, flexible blades of grass in both hands, skillfully weaving.

The old man with messy gray hair, swollen eyes, and the whites of his eyes turned out, turned out, turned out to be a blind old man. While greeting the passers-by, the old woman took out a soft animal skin from her bosom from time to time, leaned down to wipe the white dirt from the corner of the blind old man's eyes.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoluo stop at her stall, the old woman hurriedly picked up a pair of clogs and straw sandals on top of the animal skin, handed them to Zhang Xiaoluo, and said with a smile.

"Thank you to the god Jima for letting such a handsome boy in the snowy region, you wear these clogs, it suits you just right!"

Zhang Xiaoluo picked up the clogs and looked down, but it was really as the old woman said, it was exactly the same.

"Mother-in-law, how do you know that this pair of clogs is right for me?"

Zhang Xiaoluo put down the clogs in his hand, raised his head, and looked at the old woman.

"Everything has rules, how tall you are, how big clogs you should wear, this is destined. Of course, there are still variables, and there are exceptions, but exceptions are rare after all, otherwise it will become a new rule! ”

Before the old woman could speak, the blind old man behind her raised his head and replied with a soft smile while holding his hands.

"Then according to you, uncle, what are the rules?"

When Zhang Xiaoluo heard the words of the blind old man, his heart moved, and he asked softly.

"Rules? The old man is a vulgar person in the snowy region, and he doesn't know any big truths. The old man has been weaving clogs and straw sandals for half his life, and now he can work while chatting. It's not that old decay can't make mistakes, but that old decay is not as paranoid as it was many years ago, and it is necessary to make up nine hundred and thirteen rings to complete the clogs straw shoes. Now the old man wants to pinch off the dead leaves, so he pinches them, and if he wants to continue to bear the dead leaves, he puts them on it. Because the clogs straw sandals want to be warm, as long as this purpose is achieved, as for whether it is 913 rings, of course, it is not so important! ”

The words of the blind old man shocked Zhang Xiaoluo's heart, he thought about the old man's words repeatedly, and there seemed to be a layer of tissue paper in his mind that wanted to be broken but not broken, always hazy, but could not be pierced.

Zhang Xiaoluo stopped thinking about it, stretched out his hand and pointed to a little girl who was about the same height as Miji not far away, and asked like an old woman.

"Mother-in-law, you can give me a pair of clogs that are as tall as that girl."

When the old woman said two silver coins, Mo Daguan finally encountered the embarrassment for the first time in his life, he had no silver coins......

In the snowy bazaar, only cash money is collected, and banknotes are not good.

Such embarrassment made Zhang Xiaoluo finally realize the importance of money, but fortunately, there are many jobs that can earn money in the market. There is money to be earned by grooming the fur of the beast and carrying the goods.

Zhang Xiaoluo went around and finally found what he thought was the easiest job he thought was the easiest and the most lucrative job in the snowy plain.

"Go up and fight this person, if you can last half an hour, you will give a silver coin, right?"

Zhang Xiaoluo stood under a small ice platform and asked the middle-aged man who was short and fat and wore a plush animal skin jacket again.

"Do you fight or not? How many times has the old man said it, knock him down, five silver coins! If you can't defeat him, you will be beaten by him, and you will hold on to a silver coin for half an hour! One hour, two coins! And so on! ”

The middle-aged man repeated again impatiently, pointing to a burly man on the stage with a patch of long black hair on his chest.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the people on the stage, muttered in his heart, and walked towards the ice platform with his head down.

"The black hair on this person's chest seems to be slightly longer than Wei Xun's kid!"

The people in the snowy region are aggressive by nature, and when they saw that someone finally came to the stage, many spectators gathered in the audience in a moment, and the short and fat middle-aged people in the audience were so happy that they couldn't keep their mouths together.

Zhang Xiaoluo came up to the stage, looked up at the strong man who was half a body taller than himself opposite, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes after saying a word.

"Come and fight, wait until you have enough two silver coins, no, call me when you have four silver coins, it should be better to buy two pairs of clogs for Xiao Ji......"

Zhang Xiaoluo's body, but even the soul tide demon can't tear it, but he used it to earn money to buy straw sandals......

When Uncle Altay woke up Zhang Xiaoluo, the strong man opposite was so tired that he couldn't stand it. Zhang Xiaoluo rubbed his eyes and found that the sky had darkened a lot.

The short and fat middle-aged man threw the four silver coins to Zhang Xiaoluo, Zhang Xiaoluo followed Uncle Altay for a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned around and returned to the front of the short and fat middle-aged man again.

"You gave me one less coin!"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at each other, his eyes full of anger.

"You asked for four, and I gave you four, why is it less? Don't be fooled! ”

The short and fat boss didn't make much money, and when he saw that the other party was still not satisfied after getting the four silver coins, he came up angrily.

"Yes...... Didn't you say that he would give him five pieces of silver when he fell? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo pointed to the strong man who was still lying there on the stage, too tired to get up, and said......