In ancient times, it was not as simple as imagined to come up with a long trip.

Most of the ancients didn't even have the opportunity to travel far away in their lifetime.

Fortunately, Lu Fan is also half a 'master', and he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking with his back to the space, and it is not difficult to go to Yangzhou.

He put the miscellaneous items into the storage bag, and then took the lead to go to Guo's mansion, found the old servant there to explain his intentions, and handed over the title deed of his house to the other party.

The house was originally given by Guo Zheng, and now it is left to the Guo family to deal with.

Lu Fan himself turned his head to the post station, intending to find a caravan who wanted to go south.

There are many inconveniences in ancient times, and one can be reflected here.

Not to mention that the traffic is not convenient, it is also a trouble to know the road.

Youtu is a controlled product!

The map of Dajing is called Yutu, which means a word.

In Blackstone County, only the county lord has a map covering the county's jurisdiction.

Generally speaking, leaving those old rivers and lakes that have been walking outside all the year round, even if he pulls a grassroots team, he can't find where the capital is!

Sounds incredible.

Lu Fan and Guo Zheng talked about this, and Guo Zheng explained it to him at that time, and asked him to understand it.

After thinking about it, I was really confused and lost.

Jiangnan is good in the south, but how to go?

How many mountains are in between? Is there an official way? How many rivers are you going to cross? How do you get back on the right path after a detour?

Lu Fan trotted all the way to the city station, which is one of the liveliest places in Blackstone County.

As there are more businessmen passing by, the spending power has also increased.

The person in charge of the post station has the position of 'Wu Chang', which is a family heirloom profession, Lao Tzu passes on to sons, sons pass on to grandchildren, and if nothing goes wrong, it will be passed down from generation to generation.

The official task is to feed the horses and raise the horses, and ensure that the Dajing officials who pass by here use the horses normally.

Feeding the horses is to pay for it, and the funds given by the top are not enough.

In private, the oil and water is to use the convenience of operating a post station, and make some money to subsidize the family and the horses.

When Lu Fan walked into the post station, it was the most lively time.

A woman in a Luo skirt was interspersed in the crowd, and from time to time she was touched by a groping pig's hand, which immediately attracted a spicy and angry scolding.

However, that didn't stop her.

The head of the post station can say that for every pot of mash sold, five coppers will be mentioned.

This circle has come and gone, and it can sell seven or eight pots.

After coming here a few more times a day, the money for the kid's study at home was used.

As for hurting customs or something, forget it, who talks about customs to widows who beg for a living?

Lu Fan's arrival attracted the attention of many people.

Dressed as a Taoist priest, especially a monkey with blond hair squatting on his shoulder.

A young footman may have drunk a little too much, his face was red, he got up and said with a big tongue: "Eh, that Taoist priest, you monkey... Tricks! ”

The companions didn't have time to pull him, so they could only keep apologizing to Lu Fan.

"My young master is a little drunk, don't blame, don't blame."

Among the people who are most taboo to provoke when walking the rivers and lakes, there are Taoist priests.

Lu Fan didn't care, smiled slightly, folded a few paper cranes and threw them into the air.

"Forget about playing monkeys, Xiaodao is not an artist, just let these paper cranes fly a few laps to cheer you up."

In the eyes of everyone who were surprised or confused, these paper cranes sometimes danced, sometimes snuggled and pecked each other.

With the paper cranes themselves, they are folded with fluorescent paper, and the scene is really beautiful.

After the dance, the audience was silent.

The young businessman who teased Lu Fan earlier also sobered up, covered in white sweat and wet clothes on his back.

"Dao . . . Dao Chief, there are many offences below! ”

He drank a big sip of apology, then settled the bill, and led the people out of the post station in a hurry, thinking that he was frightened.

Lu Fan smiled slightly, and his eyes swept around: "Is there any layman who is going to the south, the trail has never been far away, and he doesn't know the way." ”

He laughed harmlessly, but no one dared to pick it up.

No one could figure out what the situation was with that hand just now, maybe it was a spell, maybe it was a trick.

No matter which one it is, it represents Lu Fan's means to a certain extent.

These people are all merchants, and they either carry goods or goods with them, how can they not be afraid?

After a long time, a young man with a big waist rushed in at the back door of the post station: "But the fairy child is in front of you....?" ”

His question was a little vague, and he didn't even bring a surname, which made people scratch their heads.

Only a few local brokers suddenly realized that the name was thunderous.

The seat of the previous Qingtian Lord.

Lu Fan looked helpless and waved his hand; "I'm not a fairchild.... Never mind. ”

Guo Zheng, Guo Zheng, who did you tell me?

How can you have such a big mouth?

Seeing this, the young man knew this, and leaned over to Lu Fan and whispered.

"Lu Langjun, I am the son of the chief of the post station in Heishi County, and it is inconvenient for the horses here to be used by you."

"If you are in a hurry, the young merchant who went out just now is a spice merchant from Gangnam Province, and he has not made any money in this business, so he is resting here and drinking."

"Oh? Gangnam-do.... Which exactly? Jiangnan is so big, Yangzhou? Suzhou? Hangzhou? Or..."

Wu Chang's son smiled bitterly: "I don't know about this, but it seems that he is going to return home in the next few days." ”

Lu Fan nodded slightly: "Do you have any seven money?" ”

Wu Chang's son was stunned for a moment, but he still took out seven copper plates from his body: "Dao Chang is invited." ”

Lu Fan was unceremoniously, took away the copper plate, and threw him a jujube with a wave of his hand: "Yin and yang are separated, learn less and play so much, don't let your father send a white-haired person to a black-haired person!" ”

Not to mention the post station, after Lu Fan chased out, he saw a team of seven or eight people slowly moving.

"Layman, wait a minute!"

Lu Fan shouted, and the wind under his feet chased after him.

When the young man heard his voice, he turned his head to look at it, and immediately changed his face in fright: "This, this, how can this still be chased out!" ”

He thought about Meng Lang, who Lu Fan hated him, and chased him out to do something else.

Seeing the means of flying paper cranes, how could he not panic in his heart.

"Maybe it's not a settling, young master, don't panic." The old man who played the round before stood up and greeted Lu Fan.

"Dao Chief...."

Lu Fan waved his hand: "Don't think about it, I'm just a Taoist priest who is ready to go down to the south of the Yangtze River, I haven't been far away, and I don't know the way." ”

His eyes were pure and bright, his expression was sincere, and his words were more convincing.

The two exchanged a few words, and because the group had offended Lu Fan before, they could only go together.

"My young master has not gained anything from going out this time, and the way back to Yangzhou may be a little harder, and he will look at Chang Haihan."

As he spoke, the old man put his hand behind his back, and the young merchant hurriedly stuffed a piece of silver over.

Lu Fan didn't take the money, and blinked: "Back to Yangzhou?" What kind of business do you do? ”

The young merchant squeezed the old man away and sighed, "Alas.... My ancestor ran a restaurant, and then his family made a fortune and began to contact spices, silk and other businesses, but he was in a hurry. ”

“........”

Lu Fan thought for a moment, and looked at the ingot of silver again: "Forget the silver, I'll give you a date, how about you give me seven copper plates?" ”

PS: Sazu followed the teacher's instructions and used the cursed jujube to heal the sick. Healing is huge. Remove the pits of the jujube and bless it.

Curse a jujube and only take seven pieces of money. He cursed more than 100 dates a day, and only took 70 wen for himself, and gave the rest to the poor.

The mind only knows how to accumulate merits in order to attain the highest path.