Volume 1 Looking Northwest and Shooting the Sky Wolf Chapter 52 Ming Hong I

It took two days to leave the post station, and as the post man said, the post station in the northwest province was really rare.

"Woo woo, I don't want to eat mush and pickles, I want to eat mutton, I want to eat greens!"

I haven't met a post station for two days, and there is not even a fork on either side of the road, let alone the neighboring villages and towns.

In the past half a year, the two of them have lived a really good life, as the so-called from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, she has long forgotten about eating ingredients back then.

"If you hold on any longer, according to my judgment, in a day or two, there should, maybe, approximately, almost the same, there will be a post station."

Chai Tiannuo relied on his good teeth, clicked and gnawed hard, and still ate hard like this, it was okay to boil it into a paste and eat one or two meals, but it was disgusting to look at it more.

"If you say that, you don't have a score!"

The little girl looked at the paste in the pot, and her stomach was nauseous for a while, and she also learned from Chai Tiannuo's appearance, picked up the flatbread and clicked it!

“…… Woo woo, I can't chew it! ”

Chai Man'er covered her cheeks and cried, Chai Tiannuo broke her mouth and glanced at it, and one of her front teeth fell out.

For four whole days, there was no other scenery except the loess, Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but sigh, if it weren't for the Huanglong River, this northwest would definitely be a dead place!

"Barbarian, there's a post station ahead!"

Under the sun, a black shadow appeared at the end of the line of sight, Chai Tiannuo immediately perked up, and the originally sluggish little girl also stiffened her body and shouted excitedly:

"I want meat, and greens!"

"Rabbit, run!"

"咴咴~"

These days, there are also some wilting rouge rabbits who hissed loudly and jumped out.

The shadow of the post station became clearer and clearer, and in the distance, there seemed to be a bazaar.

When there were still four or five miles away from the post station, Chai Tiannuo frowned, and there were many people in front of him, as if there was a dispute, and fierce shouts came and went.

When the horse approached, it turned out to be seven or eight horseback Tartars, wielding scimitars circling a caravan, and the caravan belonged to confronting it with swords and guns.

Both sides looked a little excited, but they were still restrained and didn't really fight.

"Put the guy away, dare to make nonsense, and kill you!"

Chai Tiannuo rode his horse directly to the side of the caravan, and the sound containing fire made the Tartars' bodies stiffen suddenly, and the people of the caravan breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

From Chai Tiannuo's clothes and weapons, it can be seen that this is a Dahua soldier.

The slightly tattered thin armor stained with dried blood, the scars on his face, and the abnormal mount of the divine horse all show that this is an elite veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time!

The steppe tartar that has been dealing with the Dahua border army all the year round is even more distinct, the length of the big horizontal knife far exceeds that of ordinary horizontal knives, and the color of the rope around the handle is mixed, and it is soaked in Chen blood at a glance.

The scimitar put away the spear and put it up, Chai Tiannuo nodded with satisfaction, he liked to listen to persuasion the most.

"You don't look like that arrogant person, why are you like this?"

Chai Tiannuo asked suspiciously, not to mention the caravan under the banner of Dahua, those Tartars can control whether they can cut off the scimitar, which means that there are some rules in their hearts.

"My lord, we are really wronged when it comes to this!"

The middle-aged man who should be the shopkeeper bowed his hand to Chai Tiannuo, and said with a wry smile on his face:

"We finished unloading the goods in the mutual market, and not long after leaving, these grassland tartars outside the gate chased after us, and asked us to accompany them to the iron pot, but the iron pot is not sold by us, so what are you looking for us!"

Steppe Tartar outside the Guanwai?

Chai Tiannuo took a closer look, and it was true, the leather jackets on the left and right were all left.

"Tell me your reasons, Dahua is not the court of the grassland king, and the laws and regulations are greater than the sky, how can you be allowed to come nonsense!"

Chai Tiannuo's tone became colder and colder the more he spoke, and the faces of the steppe tartars changed again and again, and the murderous aura made them feel cold in their hearts for a while.

"Look, my lord."

A tartar of about fifty years of age, who was definitely considered an old steppe man, turned over and dismounted, took the iron pot from the wooden box behind the saddle, and handed it over.

Chai Tiannuo felt light in his hand when he received it, and his condition looked quite new.

"Isn't the amount of this pot a little?"

"Kala~"

I just knocked my finger twice so casually, and the bottom of the pot was poked into a hole!

“…… I really didn't make much effort! ”

Chai Tiannuo said embarrassedly, is this a pot, it's almost like paper paste!

"I know, I can't complain about it."

The old tartar shook his head with a wry smile:

"We came all the way to a flock of sheep, a full fifty, and replaced ten iron pots, six of which were like this!"

"When we find out the problem and go back to the market, the merchant has long disappeared."

"I heard from them that not long after the pot seller left, we caught up."

"As for whether they are a gang or not, where can we tell."

Speaking of this, the old tartar was red-eyed:

"A few years ago, the grassland was bad, and there were not many sheep that survived, and nearly half of them were lost along the way, but they were exchanged for this kind of goods!"

"My lord, we are adults at the bottom who are not as good as the royal court, but how are we individuals, it is not easy to live!"

The words were sincere, and several steppe Tartars had red eyes at the same time, and Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but scratch his head, even if he had heard about it in the capital.

Many merchants thought that Fa'er was shoddy, and took advantage of the mutual market to make a lot of money from the grassland Tartars, and the imperial court also knew about it, but unless it was a big trouble, they would definitely not care.

After all, the mutual market is begged for by the grassland, who will you earn if you don't earn?

If you're not satisfied, you can stop coming!

When he first heard about this, Chai Tiannuo also followed the joy for a long time, but when he really encountered this incident, he found that he was really not happy.

Not to mention that human nature should be honest and honest, just the fact that we are human beings should not be so deceitful.

The people who can come to the mutual market are all tribes that have a good relationship with Dahua, and there is a big difference between them and the hostile grassland royal court.

Relying on trust to be shoddy, what you deceive is wealth, but what you lose is your conscience and humanity!

It is difficult to have two methods, and for the sake of today, you can only break your own money.

Chai Tiannuo shook his head and said to the caravan shopkeeper:

"Shopkeeper, do you caravans have iron pots for your own use?"

Caravans were generally equipped with iron pots, and the cost of staying in the caravans was high, and unless they had to, they camped out and started their own camps.

"That, my lord, I don't lie to you, the convoy actually brought ten good forged iron pots, but they were going to be sent to the county seat."

"The rich merchants in the county paid a high price, four taels of silver."

"As for our own two iron pots, they are really too shabby to handle."

The shopkeeper said with a wry smile, Chai Tiannuo also understood that he didn't want to bleed, and if the goods he had worked hard all the way were taken away in vain, he wouldn't want to.

"Five taels of silver, take six forged iron pots with me, don't make excuses, I don't have time to grind with you!"