Chapter 61: Isn't it Happy?
In the Langhuan Jade Cave, after packing up, Xiao Han came to the bank of the Lancang River with a teleportation technique.
According to the geographical information he got from Zuozi Mu Na before, he went north along the official road, walked more than 400 miles, and he could see the Erhai Lake, and arrived at the national capital of Dali, Yang Tho Baa City, also known as Dali City.
This Dali royal temple Tianlong Temple, is located outside the city of Dali to the north of the mountain in the north of the peak.
If Xiao Han rides on the fire crossbow arrow, with the fire crossbow arrow can reach a speed of up to 180 yards per hour, it will only take more than an hour to arrive.
However, as soon as this wind blows, it is unknown how much of his demeanor as a handsome son remains.
In fact, it was because Xiao Han was a little curious about this ancient society, and he was not going to go directly to Tianlong Temple, but was ready to travel all the way to see this ancient folk custom.
Of course, he won't really rely on bus No. 11 to go all the way.
After spending a bit of source points, he directly built a carriage and two horses, and began his journey.
Before, he had replaced all the sundries in the space bag with the source point, and finally let his source point reserve three digits.
A carriage and two horses only cost him a few source points.
With such a little expense, Xiao Han still supports it.
The two horses were under his control, and he did not need a coachman.
Along the official road, tapping and tapping, a richly decorated carriage moved slowly and leisurely.
There was no one on this official road, and Xiao Han didn't see anyone else in the morning.
There wasn't even a single trader, and this ancient society was really sparsely populated.
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At noon, in the distance, you can see a tea stall on the side of the road.
A flagpole with a big tea word on it is inserted on the side of the road, reminding passers-by from afar that there is a place to rest.
The tea stall is a simple shed, and it seems that it can barely shelter from the wind and rain.
However, at this time when the sun is shining, there is such a shady place, which can also make people slow down the poison of the sun.
There were a few tables and chairs scattered around, and some people in short shirts were sitting on them.
Next to the tea stall, there are several boxcars parked, wrapped in oilcloth, and it is difficult to see what goods are loaded underneath.
At this time, the sun was shining and it was the hottest time, and these caravans, about 30 people, had already packed this tea stall.
In the distance, I saw a gorgeously decorated carriage, which was even handsome to the horses pulling the cart, slowly approaching.
The tea stall, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly quieted down, and everyone sitting on the bench put down the food in their hands one after another, and put their hands on the weapons beside them, somewhat vigilantly guarded.
But at this time, I saw a person who seemed to be the leader, waved his hand slightly, and everyone withdrew their hands, returned to their original state, and continued to chat and eat.
Tapping and tapping, the carriage slowly walked to the front of the tea stall, and stopped without seeing anyone moving.
A hand reached out from the carriage, lifted the curtain slightly, and lowered it again.
"Shop, if you have any good wine and food, prepare one or two for me."
The voice from the carriage looked very young, it should be a young man, which made everyone present relax their tense muscles slightly.
When I heard this, I saw an old man with dark skin, a slightly hunched back, and a sweat towel hanging on his body, walking out of the tea shed and coming to the carriage with some restraint.
"This son, the little old man only has some coarse tea and light rice here, I'm afraid it doesn't meet your taste, it was originally some game, but before, it has been wrapped by these heroes, I'm really sorry."
As he spoke, the old man bent down again and again to apologize.
There was silence in the carriage.
"In that case, forget it, my carriage will rest here for a while, don't you mind?"
"Don't mind, don't mind, this place is very spacious, and it doesn't belong to the little old man, but please use it."
The old man nodded again, and didn't see anyone in the carriage getting down, so he drove straight to the bottom of the big tree next to the tea stall.
The people at the tea stall were amazed to see that the carriage was unattended, but it was able to move around on its own.
However, as a businessman on the rivers and lakes, it is better to have more than less, and no one will be idle and go up to find out other people's secrets.
The old man at the tea stall didn't care about the people in the carriage, wiped the man on his head, turned back to the tea shed, and greeted the others.
Even if the sun is shining, since you eat the food of this horse trader, you naturally have to risk the poison and continue to move forward.
After a while, the men of the caravan had finished their tea and had eaten lunch, and then began to pack their bags and prepare to set off.
When the carriage came, the men had rested for a while, and when the sun was setting a little, and everyone had finished their meal and regained their strength, they had to go on.
The reins were put on, the wheels were erected, and to the neighing of the horses, the thirty or so people of the caravan began to get busy.
However, at this moment, a noise came from a distance, which made everyone in the caravan a little suspicious.
Stopping what they were doing, everyone immediately grabbed their weapons and gathered around the truck.
It didn't take long for puffs of smoke and dust to come from all directions, and it was obvious that the comer was not good.
With the arrival of smoke and dust, there was a noisy shouting.
As you can see, there are about 100 people, dressed in shabby and strange clothes, and each of them has a weapon in his hand, such as knives, swords, sickles, hoes, sticks, and so on.
At the head was a fierce face sweating on a bantam horse, with a red silk scarf tied to his head and a few scars on his face, obviously not a good person.
Soon, the men surrounded the tea stalls.
These ragged, refugee-like creatures gathered around the tea stalls, banging and beating, and making strange noises in their mouths.
And the more than 30 people in the caravan, faced with this scene, can only hold on to the goods and prepare for battle.
Seeing that the caravan had been surrounded, the red-turbaned man led by him stepped forward and raised his hand to stop the noise of the minions.
"Hahaha, Zhenshan Biao, at this time, you still have to hide your head and tail, when you can't be a tea merchant?"
As soon as the words fell, the rest of the minions also laughed insolently.
"Your Nanshan Dart Bureau received 100,000 taels of silver from Li Daguan and transported it to Dali City, and the news has already spread among the green forests.
I really didn't expect that I would be able to even pick up a copycat. ”
After listening to the 100,000 taels of silver, the minions below began to make noise again.
Seeing that his identity had been revealed, a person came out of the caravan, who was the leader before.
Dressed in a gorgeous costume, carrying a wooden staff in his hand, and a white scarf wrapped around his head, he really looks like a tea merchant.
"Leader Luo, my Nanshan Dart Bureau and your cottage have been friends for more than ten years, if you let us go this time, there will be a good reward in the future."
As he spoke, he beckoned behind him, and a sturdy man in a short shirt, a short knife at his waist, and a face full of meat, holding a box, walked forward and placed it on the ground between the two sides.
Seeing this, Leader Luo ordered one of his subordinates to go over and fetch the box.
After weighing it, it was quite weighty, and when I opened it, I saw twenty silver ingots the size of eggs, placed in the box in turn.
"Leader Luo, these five hundred lines of silver, please smile, just let me leave, in the future, even the cottage will be my best friend of the Nanshan Dart Bureau!"
Looking at the silver in his hand, and then at the people in the dart game who were waiting for him, Leader Luo hesitated a little, but the greed in his heart made him unable to sit idly by, and 100,000 taels of silver slipped away from under his nose.
"Generous retribution? Can it be more than 100,000 taels? With those 100,000 taels, I don't have to do this cutting path business, and find a place to be a rich man, wouldn't it be happy? ”