"Let's go!"

"Master Su, please ride this horse of mine!" Wu Santong led his ink-scaled horse to Su Poman's side and respectfully handed over the reins.

Su Poman wanted to go in an ox cart at first, after all, he had never ridden a horse before, but now that Wu Santong had given up his mount, he felt that he could try it.

Galloping with a sword and a horse is very desirable for everyone who has watched a martial arts movie, and Su Poman is no exception, and the skill of riding a horse must be learned sooner or later.

The ink-scaled horse is relatively tall, and it is very laborious for ordinary people to get on the horse, Su Poman grabbed the reins and stepped on the stirrup and turned over, which was extremely easy.

The ink-scaled horse shook its body uneasily, as if it was not very familiar with Su Poman, and was a little resistant.

Su Poman stroked the neck of the ink-scaled horse a few times, and then gently pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and the ink-scaled horse walked forward, not fast.

Su Poman held the reins in one hand and the saddle in the other, feeling a little shaky, because of his strong physique, although he couldn't master the rhythm of riding, he didn't feel uncomfortable.

Sun Wei hurriedly led the way in front, and Lu Peng followed Su Poman's side, slightly behind by one position.

As for Wu Santong, he was sitting on the ox cart, and he felt some pain in his chest.

The convoy set off slowly, not very quickly.

"Lord Su, the road to escort the salt goods is not smooth, although my Haihe Gang can deter the average Xiaoxiao, but we also have some outlaws, so we should be cautious on the road." Lu Peng introduced in a low voice.

Su Poman nodded, he also had some understanding of the general situation of Pu Kingdom, and it was relatively common to encounter robbers cutting the road on the road.

Because of the existence of warriors, the official forces of Pu State cannot manage the wilderness, and they are even more out of reach of those deep mountains and dense forests, so they really need something to go far away these years, or a body of martial arts, or a few companions with weapons.

The ox cart carrying salt had a blue flag embroidered with a huge wave embroidered with white thread.

With the existence of a flag, you can avoid a lot of trouble, after all, the Haihe Gang is also the leading force in this Lianyun County.

On the way, Su Poman chatted with Lu Peng while enjoying the surrounding scenery.

This boundary is very similar to the southern region of Lanxing Huaxia, where no snow falls all year round, and the vegetation in the wild is extremely dense.

Green mountains and green waters, lush forests and bamboos, wild trees and mountain flowers, strange pines and strange rocks, all kinds of beautiful scenery can be seen everywhere.

The high stream sped down the cliff face, looking like a silver ribbon from a distance, and the branches and leaves above the dense forest occasionally flickered, and the white ape could be seen jumping on another trunk with its arms dangling.

Brown deer drink by the pebble-lined river, where fish leap and glow golden in the sun.

The emerald viper hid among the green bamboo leaves, spit out a letter and let out a faint hissing sound, and suddenly shot out, biting a small insect flying in the air.

The small snake with the thickness of a finger slipped from between the bamboo leaves and landed right on the road, making it clear to everyone.

The emerald green color is very conspicuous on the earthy yellow road.

However, it seemed to know that humans were not easy to mess with, and snaked its body and quickly got into the pile of bamboo leaves on the side of the road.

One of the coachmen in the carriage exclaimed, "That's a bamboo leaf, it's poisonous, you have to be careful!" ”

With that, he took out a packet of medicinal powder from his bosom and sprinkled it on the limbs of the cart scalper. In this way, the snakes will not easily approach the convoy.

Su Poman twitched his nose, and knew that it was a packet of realgar powder, and the pungent smell was easy to identify.

The convoy traveled until noon, and stopped at a roadside tea stall, when it was the hottest time of the day, and everyone wanted to stop for a bite to eat before hitting the road.

This tea stall resembles a tent, covered with a white cloth, and behind it is a dilapidated wooden house, where a sixty-year-old man and a half-grown man are busy in the tea stall.

"A few warriors, please come inside!"

At this time, there were already seven or eight people drinking tea in the tea stall, and when they saw Su Poman and others coming, they hurriedly lowered their heads, and even a slightly older middle-aged man with white temples left directly with his baggage despite the obstruction of his companions, leaving a copper coin on the table as tea money, because this place was not far from the town, and he didn't need to go with others anymore.

Martial artists are characters that ordinary people can't afford to provoke, and once a martial artist comes to find trouble, it will be a catastrophe for ordinary people.

The tea stall, which was still a little lively, suddenly became quiet, and the surroundings seemed to be suppressed by something.

Sun Wei pulled out the stool, stretched out his arms and said respectfully: "Master Su, you sit down first, I'll ask for a few dishes!" ”

After Su Poman sat down, a pot of herbal tea quickly came up in front of him, and Wu Santong personally carried the teapot and poured a bowl of tea into the white pottery bowl in front of Su Poman.

"Don't be restrained, sit down!" Su Poman took a sip of herbal tea and said with a faint smile.

This tea is not good, but it is undoubtedly the most thirst-quenching thing for people who are in a hurry in the hot summer, and it is also quite popular with some traders who walk outside all year round.

It wasn't long before the little servant came over with a large basket and carefully placed it on one side of the table, filled with dough.

Sun Wei also brought a large pot of sauced beef from the back kitchen, and the old shopkeeper brought two plates of cold dishes with a smile on his face, and the portions were sufficient.

"A few distinguished guests, wait a minute, Xiao Lao'er will fry a few hot dishes later, and he will come soon!" After the old shopkeeper finished speaking with a smile, he slowly retreated with a half-hunched body.

For the arrival of the warrior, the old shopkeeper was a little happy in his heart, the warrior had a huge amount of food, and basically did not rely on the account of food, so he made a lot of profits.

Su Poman was also very surprised by the amount of food that came up, but seeing that Sun Wei and the three of them should be like this, he suppressed his doubts in his heart.

It didn't take long for two steaming meat dishes to be served, braised rabbit and steamed venison.

"Master Su, you eat first, if it's not enough, I'll go to the mountains and forests to catch some game!" Chang Peng held the chopsticks flat and handed them to Su Poman.

Su Poman took the chopsticks, took a dough cake, and ate it with sauced beef and small cold dishes.

Here Su Poman moved his chopsticks, and the other three people hurriedly followed, grabbing the dough in their hands and stuffing it into their mouths.

Looking at it, it looks like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost.

Su Poman had never cultivated the martial arts of this world, so he didn't know the doorway.

In this world, the cultivation of martial artists in the early stage pays great attention to qi and blood, and every exercise will consume a lot of energy, so every martial artist has an amazing amount of food, more than four or five times that of ordinary people, and at the same time, he must also have meat.

Every time you run your qi and blood, you will consume the energy hidden in your body, and you will rely on food very much. If you don't get enough nutrients when you practice the exercises, it is easy to break your body, causing the collapse of your qi and blood, and even the consequences of regression of your martial arts.

In this world, the poor are rich and martial.

If it is an ordinary family, it is almost impossible to support a martial artist's cultivation, and just eating can destroy the family, not to mention those precious medicinal materials that can assist in cultivation and all kinds of sky-high magic cheats.

Each existing martial artist must control a financial income that can support itself, just like this Haihe Gang, which seeks huge profits by selling green salt, so that there is enough capital to feed the gang.

Other gangs on the rivers and lakes, famous factions have their own sources of income, and it is said that the masters of those big factions who have entered the realm of three grades can eat a cow in one meal, and their terrifying amount of food is simply sensational.