Chapter Eighty-Eight: It's better to wear than to cross
The silence along the way was gradually broken, and the felt curtain was lifted by Tang Ba and never fell!
The wide roads are paved with stone slabs, the rows of shops are made of stone and wood, the signs of various sizes are connected in a line, the odd shapes of the guins are displayed in the wind, and the stalls are set up on the ground, and the carts are hung with food......
Most of the men wore short cloth clothes, the women wore long skirts, and even the running children wore clothes, all of which were simple but neat. There are also pedestrians dressed in relatively ornate clothes, and you can even see men and women riding horned beasts.
These pedestrians retreated unhurriedly after seeing the convoy, some waiting, some pointing, and some turning a blind eye.
Tang Ba recognized the words on the signboard and the banner, many of which she didn't recognize, but she still saw the clothing village, the winery, the meat village, and there was even a three-story small building coin village!
With the sound of bargaining echoing in his ears, and the aroma of food filling the air, Tang Ba drooled as he looked at the various foods on the cart, and sighed again and again that this is where humans should live!
She hadn't had a chance to see the streets of Sumivanu and she had seen the little Sey, and although they were in the same world, they had a completely different taste.
Although there were slaves here, there was no blood like Devis and Sumivanu.
It deserves to be the imperial capital!
In the words of Damba, Davis is a primitive land composed of a group of natives, Sumivanu is a chaotic land composed of a group of smoky nobles and slaves who are like grass, and Zhongao is a suitable place for ordinary people to live for a long time.
Before he met the saint, Tang Ba was full of admiration for this emperor, and being able to govern the country like this shows that he is a good leader who is diligent and loves the people!
Looking at the customs outside, Tang Ba was in a trance to the ancient times that he had only seen in film and television dramas, but the people and things here were not as neat and gorgeous as in film and television dramas, but compared to Devis City, it was not a star and a half.
Tang Ba has not studied much about the history of his previous life, but he can also smell the faint smell of feudalism here.
In just eleven days, she transitioned from a primitive society to a semi-feudal and semi-slave society, and this earth-shaking change really made her unbearable!
Her previous worries were not superfluous, it was a little difficult for a modern person who had studied history to accept it, how could Kanga and Gu Rong, as primitive natives, adapt!
Tang Ba stroked her excited little heart, as long as she didn't pop out a mobile phone under this blue sky and daylight, she felt that she could stand it!
If it weren't for Zhongao being the imperial capital, every witch festival would gather here, Tang Ba would consider settling here.
The convoy didn't stop and continued north through the seaside town.
The noise gradually dissipated, and the scenery gradually became barren, Tang Ba put down the felt curtain and lay on the ground, looking at the fluorite on the roof of the car, and couldn't calm down for a long time.
Although Skars is not the imperial capital, he should be better than Devis and Sumivanu, even if he is only half of Zhongao's Tang Ba is satisfied, this time he came out to "see the world" and stimulated her fighting spirit to bring her family out, she must let Eminem and Kanga also live like people!
By nightfall, the convoy had reached the next town and stopped in front of a food house.
Meng Liang's voice immediately sounded outside the carriage, "Tang Bawu, you wait for a while, and you are coming out after arranging the house." β
"Good. Tang Ba picked up the felt curtain and looked out, and the wizards were busy with the fluorite in their hands, and they only saw the light points of the glowing shimmering moving rapidly in the dark and black, and nothing else could be seen!
By the time Tang Ba was asked to get out of the car, clusters of torches had already been lined up, and the faΓ§ade of a four-story wooden structure was faintly visible!
Tang Ba was a little amazed, he didn't expect to be able to live in this antique ...... in his lifetime Inn!
The two completely different worlds once again subtly coincided, is this the only way to go through history, or the collision of human wisdom!
Tang Ba stepped in in a daze, feeling that she had traveled through so unreal, and some memories that had been forgotten by her rushed out like breaking through the floodgates, and her mind was full of costume films she had seen in her previous life.
Meng Liang bent down and said, "Tang Bawu, the food will be delivered in a while, if you need anything, call me, I'm just outside the door." β
A witch called out to Damba's senses, and she nodded and sat down on the plank bed.
The bed was fur, and it didn't look like there was anything like cotton here.
Tang Ba leaned and lay down, feeling like floating in the air, she knew that this was the sequelae of taking the boat and the car, and she fell asleep after a while!
Sleep until dawn.
I don't know if it was the seasickness that was not adapted to the water and soil or the slow response of half a beat, Tang Ba only felt that his brain was groggy, and after washing, he simply ate something, and got in the car again and set off.
In this way, the horned beast went all the way north, hurried by day and stayed overnight, and it was not until the eighth day that Tangba finally relieved himself.
On this day, the convoy stopped much earlier than usual, and it was afternoon, but the sky was overcast and gloomy, and the falling snow flakes seemed to be drowning the dust in a line.
When I left Hisha to Davis, I had to go all the way away, but this time it was the other way around.
Tang Ba gathered the fur cloak wrapped around his body and walked quickly to the dining room.
"Fried ~ Cracked Fruit~~Fried ~ Cracked Fruit-"
The sound of frustration and shouting is particularly abrupt but melodious in this snowy season.
Tang Ba paused, turned his head sideways and asked, "What is the Exploding Fruit?"
Meng Liang stepped forward and replied, "Tang Bawu, I don't know. β
"Let's go, come with me. As he spoke, Tang Ba turned around and followed the cries to find him.
Meng Liang, who wanted to stop him, hesitated and followed.
A few days ago, it was late when I arrived at the foothold, and the streets were empty, only earlier today because of the snow, I didn't see a small merchant and vendor on the street I passed by just now, and I had to keep rushing during the day, and I didn't have a chance to go shopping.
The shouting was getting closer and closer, and through the snow and mist, I could faintly see a man sitting on his body in the snow, wearing a straw hat with a wide brim on his head, and a thick layer of snow had fallen on it.
Listening to the voice, looking at the figure, he is undoubtedly an old man.
When the old man saw someone coming, he leaned forward with his arms folded, "Wu, An." β
Tang Ba looked down and didn't look for anything the old man was selling, so he had to say, "Old man, show me your exploding fruit." β
"Hey, hey!" the old man replied, tugging at his cuffs and sweeping the snowdrift in front of him, revealing a large cloth bag in a few clicks.
The old man's hand was shrunk in his sleeve, and before he could make any movements, the cloth bag was untied, and a large piece of green buns the size of a fist, wrapped in leaves and tied with leaf stalks, rolled in a large area.