Zhang Lu pressed the cloud head and walked to Jiaxu City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Judging from the basic information provided by Taizhen Demon before returning to the Zenshan World to perform a mission, the social form of this world is relatively primitive, probably in the era of slavery states, but when I came to Jialu City, I took a look, hey, this city is still quite majestic, and the social productivity of this world should not be underestimated.

Zhang Lu's senses are very keen now, and the essence of many things can be detected at a simple glance. For example, the walls were generally snow-white, with red on the edges, and he knew at a glance that they were made of boulders, and painted with chalk and red mud. The city wall is more than five zhang high, at least 3,500 paces long towards its side, and it covers an area that is indeed not small -- it is estimated that the population will be tens of thousands, right? If the city is short from east to west and long from north to south, it is possible that there will be 50,000 or 60,000 inhabitants or even more than 100,000!

In the history of the earth, in an ancient state similar to the social period, the number of inhabitants in a single city was quite considerable...... Think about the last time I was besieged on the mountain by the "million" army of Jiaxu, and I climbed high to look at it, "million" is indeed an imaginary number, but there are always one or two hundred thousand. Being able to mobilize 200,000 troops to participate in the same battle may make the prosperity of the inhabitants of its main city even more than I imagined......

It's completely unscientific to put it on the earth, but it's ...... in the world of Zen There are strong men in this world, and there are even "nuclear bombs", so what miracle can't happen?

When Zhang Lu approached the city from the south, he saw that the gate was open, and it was connected to a thoroughfare nearly twenty paces wide, and there were many pedestrians—most of whom were merchant travelers, transporting goods in donkey carts or ox carts. The gates of the city were guarded by guards, and anyone who entered the city had to be inspected, and it seemed that they had to pay taxes. Zhang Lu saved the trouble and simply blended into a caravan - he cast an illusion as if he were wearing the stone hat of Doraemon in the comics, and no one could see it, even the guards counted the number of caravans, and they were extremely naturally separated from him.

When I entered the city, I saw that the houses were lined up one after another, and the pedestrians were shoulder to shoulder, which was indeed quite prosperous and lively. It seems that the world is still quite developed in business, with countless shops of all kinds opened on the street, and many small stalls. On the whole, the houses are barely tidy, and the inhabitants are neither rich nor poor – compared to the few small shacks that can be found on the edge of the rice fields outside the city, and the unclothed peasants who work in the fields, the gap between urban and rural areas is indeed very large.

Maybe that's the difference between a Chinese and a savage...... Either the difference between a commoner and a slave.

Zhang Lu had just received the spell, and immediately countless eyes were projected.

Looking at the decoration of people and so on, it is indeed very ancient Indian subcontinent or West Asian style, although most of them belong to the same cultural circle, but they also have their own characteristics - I can't imagine that this is still an international metropolis. It's just that the image of Zhang Lu, who is short on the inside and wide on the outside, has big sleeves on the outside, and has a bun, is indeed the only one who in a scorpion, and it will inevitably attract everyone's attention.

Street vendors crowded around to sell Zhang Lu's small goods - this must be a visitor from afar, who must love local products.

It's a pity that Zhang Lu is not interested, and keeps smiling and waving his hand, thanking him for his kindness. He wanted to go straight and look at the place where the domed tower stood in the distance, which should be the residence of the lord of the city, and when he got to the door, he would study how to get in—or he would swagger in?, but suddenly, a strange fragrance came to his face, and penetrated all his limbs, and his pores suddenly opened. Zhang Lu couldn't help but froze his steps, reached out and touched his stomach - so hungry!

In fact, the physical and mental structure has been quite far away from ordinary people, and the daily energy intake mostly depends on swallowing the vitality of heaven and earth, and the thirst for food and drink is greatly reduced. Theoretically speaking, a Tianyuan martial artist like him who is at the beginning of the no-man's realm can already "open the valley", drink a sip of water every few days, and do not need to eat anything for several months. However, just as if a person loses a certain part of his body, he will still have the illusion that the limb is still complete for a long time, Zhang Lu skips a grade too quickly, and his digestive system, and more importantly, the brain's control of the digestive system has not yet been completely adjusted, so he will still have a feeling of hunger.

Think about it, since the last time I had a meal at Tang Liyu's banquet to recognize my father, I have been practicing in the drunken world, and I really haven't tasted any food except for a few sips of drunken wine...... If it's not a sensory illusion, it's time for some food.

Besides, even if Zhang Lu can control his stomach, he can't control his tongue, and his desire for food has nothing to do with his body structure. So the smell naturally whetted his appetite, and he couldn't help but salivate - and, how long had it been since I had eaten curry?

It's been a long time since I got away from the reality on the earth and traveled to the pocket earth world, and I haven't had the chance to taste this foreign land. Moreover, although China is a country of gastronomy, no matter the pocket world in the background of the late Han Dynasty, or the Tianyuan world that does not know which era it should correspond to, it is ancient after all, and the cultivation and selection of ingredients, the collection and proportion of seasonings, and the study of cooking techniques are far from being comparable to Zhang Lu's birth years. He has indeed been hungry for delicious food for a long time, and it must be counted as a hundred years!

The warm sun shines on my body, my ears are full of all kinds of clamour, and my nose smells the strong aroma of curry...... Zhang Lu could no longer control his desires, and immediately stomped his foot fiercely -- Lao Tzu has a full ten days, what is the right thing to do in a hurry?

So I smelled the fragrance and went straight to a small restaurant on the street. There are no chairs or stools in the lobby of the restaurant, only six small tables are set up, and thin blankets are spread around the tables. Maybe it's not yet a meal, and there are no diners in the empty inside, Zhang Lu honestly and unceremoniously chose a seat on the adjacent street, sat down cross-legged, and slapped the wooden table: "Is there anyone?

A young man came out from behind when he heard the sound, and when he saw Zhang Lu, he was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled professionally, crossed his hands, bowed his waist, and ran over, apologizing repeatedly: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting...... The guests are coming from far away, right? I don't know what you want to eat?"

Zhang Lu stretched out his hand and brushed it on the tip of his nose: "What kind of fragrance is this?"

"Customer, you really know the taste, this is the taste of our secret sauce, whether it is used for stewed meat or stew, it can bring out the deepest umami taste of food, satisfy the most discerning appetite, and also help digestion ......."

"Don't talk nonsense, just pick a dish cooked with your secret sauce, more meat and less vegetables, not too spicy, let's give it to two people first. ”

He didn't have to wait long, but the restaurant served a large plate full of curry stew, supposedly made with chicken (of course, not sure to be the same animal as the chickens on Earth or Tianyuan), fresh sea fish, and a pot of non-alcoholic beverages said to be a specialty of the city.

In front of the dish, the aroma was even stronger, and Zhang Lu's saliva was about to drip down. Without saying a word, he picked up the spoon and stuffed a mouthful of meat into his mouth - I'm so spicy!

His saliva didn't drip out in the end, but the tears did come out......

But it's strange to say that the spicy taste can't hide the salty and fresh taste and smooth texture of the curry, as well as the tenderness of the chicken nuggets and fish fillet, Zhang Lu feels as if he is suddenly immersed in a pool of hot springs in the cold winter, surrounded by comfortable warmth, and he almost wants to pull his neck and sing - "too ~ good ~ eat ~ la~"

Of course, he still controlled himself after all, and he didn't howl or sing, but he couldn't help but chant poetry. Of course, Zhang Lu doesn't know how to write poems, just two sentences that slip away:

"But if you have to be a glutton in the world, why bother to break through the realm and climb to the nine skies!"

I don't know if the super three-dimensional creatures still eat or not? What is delicious in the sky? If you naturally lose your appetite as soon as you ascend to the immortal realm, then it is better to discuss with the Sanwu monk, and you will simply lower me to Weide. I don't want to live long - anyway, Lao Tzu will live long enough - you give me another ten years, and I will go back to the earth to enjoy the delicious food of the four directions, even if I die, I have no regrets!

I poured a glass of drink casually, and the entrance was sweet and sour, which not only dissolved the strong spicy taste, but also had a considerable degree of improvement effect on the complex taste of various spices. The dignified Earl Zhang was like a starving man, and he opened his bow left and right at the moment, and in a short time the whole plate of meat and the whole pot of wine were wiped out.

The shopkeeper looked at him next to him, "Guest, how long have you not eat......en?" That's a lot of food......"

Zhang Luqiang resisted the urge to lick the plate, burped lightly, and was still defending himself in his mouth: "I'm not hungry, but ...... Your sauce is so appetizing to my appetite. He reached out and took out two silver coins from his bosom and handed them to the shopkeeper.

He also saw it on the street just now, and most of the residents traded with two kinds of coins, the main coin was silver, and the auxiliary coin should be some kind of alloy, and he had not weighed it in his hand, so he really didn't know the specific texture. Therefore, he didn't find out the copper coins of the Tianyuan Dynasty, and just tried to pay the bill with silver money.

The shopkeeper took the money, frowned, and looked at it over and over for a long time: "This...... Don't you have a silver coin that is common in our country?" Zhang Lu said that it is all silver anyway, and the size and pattern are different, don't tell me that you can't make it. Generally speaking, this kind of ancient international metropolis, in theory, gold and silver can be used in all countries.

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly: "It's not that it can't be made, but it's ...... The villain has to go to the money store next door to see the condition, and the weight of the scales ......"

Zhang Lu waved his hand and said Then you should go quickly...... Wait, don't be too anxious, you have something else delicious in the store, and I'll serve one more person.

With his current physical structure and quality, he is not afraid of breaking his stomach, since this is the case, it is better to add another meal, so as not to wait with the empty space here.

But the store didn't go to the back to prepare the food, and suddenly saw a man in a purple sleeveless robe step in, and after seeing Zhang Lu, he raised his right hand and pressed his left chest, and bowed slightly: "This gentleman, the city lord is invited." ”

Zhang Lu raised his eyes and glanced at it, and saw that this man was in his forties, with thick eyebrows and thin eyes, an eagle nose and a wide mouth, and two whiskers on his upper lip...... His costume is very simple, but the texture is obviously high-quality, and the edge of the robe is even embroidered with gold silk into flowers and vines, which looks like a high status.

The shopkeeper immediately knelt down, pressed his hands to his forehead, and said, "Lord Basu, the villain has given you a salute." ”

The man named Ba Su ignored him, just stared at Zhang Lu. Zhang Lu stood up, and didn't know how to return the courtesy, so he had to bow slightly: "May I ask your Excellency ......?"

"Below are the tax collectors of the city, the lord's attendants, the generals of the Praetorian Guard, the rulers of the fabric and jewelry storehouses, and the overseers of the weaving and building workshops...... "The opening is a long list of titles, and it seems that the affairs of the city are quite wide," the city lord heard that the lord of the city came from afar, and specially sent him to invite the gentleman to ......" As he spoke, he glanced at the empty plates on the table: "What good food can there be in the street shop?" ”

Zhang Lu's mind is full of food now, although he doesn't know how the city lord knows about it, and why he sent someone to invite him, but--I am not afraid if you send an army over. He already felt that he could walk sideways with this Zen world, and there was no need to mention any vigilance, and when he heard that there was something delicious, he immediately waved his hand: "Lead the way in front of your head." ”

The number one master in the world of Zen Shan is said to be the Master Heiyu, Zhang Lu has seen the Master's ability, and now he can fight alone. Of course, at that time, Master Heiyu had just lifted the curse, and his skills had not fully recovered, but even if he was in his heyday, according to Zhang Lu's estimate, he would at least be able to fight him to a draw. The Master of Heiyu and the city of Galuxe are friends and foes, so is there anyone else in the city who is worth keeping on their toes?

The only thing that made Zhang Lu a little uncertain was the "nuclear explosion" golden hammer, if he really threw it over the head, if he couldn't dodge, he would at least throw away half his life - Di Rang's golden hammer was once taken by himself, and then handed over to the Hei Yu Master to blow up the soldiers to break the siege, and then the Hei Yu Master threw the golden hammer towards his own four-person team...... Hei Yu ran away with his own sword, and the four-person team was immediately taken back to the Xuanqi Realm, theoretically the golden hammer can be recovered, so I don't know who took it in the end?

If the golden hammer still belongs to the city of Galuxe, or if it is not a single one, and the city lord still has it in his hands, it can barely be regarded as a threat to himself. Question: That thing is an area attack, such a populous city, do you really have the courage to throw it around, city lord? I don't have a deep grudge against you, so I don't want to die together, and use half of the city to bury me.

Therefore, Zhang Lu was not afraid, and followed the official named Ba Su to the city lord's palace. When I got closer, I realized that the so-called palace was actually a city within a city, a large castle that was both functional and defensive, and was painted with gold and silver everywhere, and was brilliant and gorgeous. There are guards everywhere in the castle, and the equipment is much more expensive than those in front of the city gates, and its own physical fitness and spirit are more than a notch higher - probably the so-called "Praetorian Guard".

Entering the gate of the castle, turning a few corners, the front looks like a main hall, and there is a large empty field in front of the main hall, and there are many flagpoles. Ba Su saluted Zhang Lu again: "Sir, please wait here and wait to report to the city lord." ”

Zhang Lu nodded, and then stopped. Ba Su trotted and ran to the temple gate, only to reach the door, and suddenly turned around, and shouted with a halberd finger: "Come on, take it for me!" (To be continued.) )