Feng Hua's sack was used more violently, especially the batch of 10,000 catties of grain left for Zhao Yong, which used up more than half of her sack at once.

Feng Hua looked at the remaining 2 bundles and a few sacks with some worry. No matter what kind of food is packed in a sack, it is like that, and she is in trouble.

Like today, if a large pile of wheat suddenly appeared in the corner of the hotel, I wonder how Alatan Barn would feel?

Thinking of Alatan Cang, Feng Hua decided to ask him tomorrow if he sold sacks here.

In her hometown, individuals can't buy sacks, and the production team goes to the sack factory to get them. It is estimated that the situation here is similar, but since there is a white market, it means that the economic environment here is relatively relaxed, and I don't know if he has a way to get it.

Feng Hua diverged his thoughts for a while, and went to sleep honestly. Wake up on time at dawn. She has to get out of the space when it's darkest, or else she will be alive on the road in broad daylight?

Out of the space, Feng Hua quickly ran to the hotel where Alatan was staying. Mongolia belongs to the plateau, and the spring morning is really cold, and she didn't prepare a suitable padded jacket that meets the identity of the young master, so she can only resist.

Fortunately, her body is surprisingly good now, and she is hot after running a few steps, and when she sees Alatan Cang, Feng Hua's forehead is already slightly sweaty, and she looks like the weather is really hot.

Alatan Cang gave her a thumbs up: "The young man is really in good health!" It looks like I'm really old. As he spoke, he tightened his leather jacket.

By this time the courtyard of the inn was empty, except for a Lele cart and two oxen from the Alatan barn.

"What about the others? Uncle. Feng Hua asked.

"They all rushed to the market, today is Ah Rongqi's market, they left in the middle of the night, Ah Rongqi is 40 miles away from here, it's too late to go." Originally, he was going to go today, but now that the goods are cleared, he naturally doesn't need it.

"Uncle, I want to go to the market, can you take me there? Count me as hiring your car, just to buy something and pull it back. ”

"Okay." Alatan Cang said happily, he was fine anyway.

Alatan went out to set up a car, and he didn't even ask for money, he didn't plan to collect money. Last night, he found a friend overnight and ground the seven sacks of wheat into flour, and worked until he just came back.

His friend who owned the mill praised him for the best wheat he had ever seen, and when he inquired where he got it, he was so generous and bold that he didn't dare to say it.

He couldn't say it, he had some doubts about the origin of these wheat......

The two sat in an ox cart and walked all the way towards Ah Rongqi.

"Uncle, don't you look at the map? Not afraid of getting lost? Feng Hua asked. She felt that Alatan Barn just sat on the cart casually, without urging or rushing, without correcting the direction, and letting the cow go by itself.

It is said that the old horse knows the way, Feng Hua really doesn't know, the old cow can also know the way?

"What map to look at? The map of the prairie is in my heart, I have lived here all my life, the corners of this prairie, where have I not been? ”

Alatan Cang said proudly: "And it's useless to look at the map, the rivers here will dry up and will be diverted, and the herdsmen will also migrate, grazing by grass, this village is drawn here on the map, and the next time you go, you may not be able to see it." ”

"We walk on the grassland, we can see the sun, as long as the direction is good, it's fine."

Feng Hua: "......" is unrestrained enough, and it is indeed a free and easy nation.

Along the way, Feng Hua was asking Alatan Cang for all kinds of common sense of grassland life, and by the way, he learned a sentence or two of Mongolian language, hello, thank you, goodbye or something.

Originally, he wanted to learn some Mongolian script, but he asked Alatan Cang to write a few in his notebook, and Feng Hua immediately collapsed and strangled this idea in his mind.

Originally, the Mongolian script was difficult to understand in Feng Hua's eyes, like a worm walking upright, and she wanted to find a local to explain it to her, so that she could understand it.

As a result, the insects written by Alatan Cang were all crushed to death, shattered, and her arms and legs fell to the ground, and she was so frightened that she didn't want to see more!

Feng Hua turned his head with a miserable expression.

Alatan Cang was a little embarrassed and said: "Hehe, I have been in elementary school for 3 years, and it would be good to be able to write a few words..... But I can't write, but I can get to know it when I see it! ”

"Uncle, you're amazing!" Feng Hua's praise was sincere. She really thinks it's amazing, just this ghost-like text, she can recognize it, she thinks it's a god!

"By the way, do you still have to buy anything in your family?" Alatan asked.

"Buy it, but they heard that it was cheaper in the grassland, so they asked me to buy it inside, and I could buy 10 catties of beef jerky inside, why buy a catty outside? What a loss. Feng Hua said.

She really wanted to wrap up all the goods in the inn yesterday, but when she heard that there was a market, she dismissed this idea.

10 times the price difference, she can't afford to hurt.

"Go inside and buy it? Who goes? Alatan Cang was surprised. Although they walk on the grassland all year round, the prairie is really not for everyone!

He said it easily and followed the sun casually. But how many people starved to death on the grasslands because they couldn't find their way and their villages?

Coupled with the bad weather on the grassland, groups of wild wolves, even herdsmen, dare not walk around the grassland at will.

"Who's going? You go? Alatan asked again.

Feng Hua nodded, I'll go. My dad said to exercise for me. ”

“...... Your dad is tougher than me! He used to envy this young man for having a doting father, but in the blink of an eye, this good father was about to throw him alone on the grassland.

What kind of dad is this? I can't afford it, I can't afford it.

Alatan shook his head like a rattle, he couldn't take this young master into the grassland, he himself went into the grassland every year and had a lot of trouble, such a little boy went in with him, died, who is it?

He can't afford it! A father who is so cruel to his son, for an outsider to him, must not be as cold as winter!

"You find someone else to take you in, I'm not going, I'm going to repair it outside for a few months!" Alatan barn road.

Feng Hua didn't expect this to be the case, she thought that she was a rich man who spoke, and everyone else had to climb the pole...... This is overestimating yourself......

Or maybe she's lifted herself too high, and if she's a commoner's child, Alatan might have agreed.

"Uncle, my dad said, you take me in once and give you 100 catties of food."

Alatan Cang's eyes lit up, but he still shook his head and said, "What if I can't bring it out?" Do I have to give him the more than 100 pounds of meat on my body? ”

.......

After that, no matter what conditions Feng Hua offered, Alatan Cang just didn't agree. On the contrary, the better her conditions opened, the faster Alatan shook his head.

"Alright, let's get to the market." Alatan Cang pointed ahead.

Feng Hua looked at it, and a crowd of people had been found at the end of his sight.