Chapter 422: The Origin of Yan Dagou Village
Yu Chenglong had no choice but to take measures to make the two gangsters taste some bitterness, but he didn't have the intention of killing, but just put sweat medicine in the wine bowl, intending to stun the two gangsters.
Putting the wine bowl with sweat medicine on the ground, Yu Chenglong slowly stood up, said 'farewell' very seriously, and strode in the direction where he had been looking for water. Turning the corner, he was out of sight of the two thugs.
Yu Chenglong continued to walk forward for a while, then turned around and got into the crop field, and first spit out the wine he had just drunk, which was disgusting to drink, and he seemed to feel much better when he vomited it.
Seeing that Yu Jackie Chan had gone away, the two gangsters hurriedly squatted down, each took only two or three sips, drank all the wine in the remaining bowl, and then swallowed the rest of the food like a storm.
"Quick! Run and lead the horses, brothers! ”
The black fat hurriedly urged the black and thin to go to the depression over there to lead Yu Chengchan's horses, and then run away together. This time, I ran into a big deal and robbed so much money, which is really ecstatic!
"Make a fortune!" The black and thin man ran in the direction of the horses grazing, dancing and shouting. But before he came to the horse, he suddenly felt lightheaded, his legs were weak, and he could not control his steps.
"What's the ...... of this wine? Such a big ...... Jin ......" Before he finished speaking, the black and thin man had already fallen to the ground. And the place where he fell to the ground was also by a small puddle, if he hadn't instinctively raised his face, I was afraid that someone would have drowned to death.
The black fat man here was even more unconscious, and he tried to struggle to get up, but he staggered and fell to the ground again, like a dead pig, but he fell on a slightly higher mound.
Yu Chenglong soon returned, took the horse, and put the black and thin one on the horse's back, he didn't want to ruthlessly throw the little gangster in the wet depression, so that it would be difficult to move when he woke up.
put the black thin and the black fat gangsters in a relatively dry high post, and Yu Chengchan got all his money back. Thinking about it, Yu Chenglong took out some more money and stuffed it into the pocket of the black and fat gangster.
Anyway, these two little gangsters have no murderous intent from beginning to end, and their essence is not so vicious, Yu Chengchan wants to let them live and teach them a lesson, but he also has to use money to gag their mouths, so as not to talk nonsense everywhere.
went to the crop field to take out his baggage, and Yu Chenglong rode on his horse and galloped away. The day's itinerary was very unsmooth, and his mood was depressed, but this emotion was quickly left behind him, after all, he had more important things to do.
At dawn, Yu Chenglong walked into a village, found a well, fetched some water to drink the horses, and drank enough for himself, and washed his face and sobered up by the way.
Standing up and looking left and right, a middle-aged man who had risen very early carried a pair of wooden barrels to fetch water from the well. Yu Chenglong saw someone coming, which was exactly what he wanted, and he wanted to inquire about the way, because he was not very familiar with this area.
"Big brother gets up really early, and he's diligent."
"You're before me. It seems that he is in a hurry, and this year, you have to be careful when you go out. ”
The middle-aged man saw that someone took the initiative to greet him, and looked up at the strange Yu Chengchan, he had never seen this person in his memory, not only was he not from Bentunzi, but he was probably not from nearby Tunzi, but his words in response were still very kind.
"Yes, hurry up. I wanted to go to Dalai Town to run a business, but the road was not familiar, so I asked my eldest brother for directions. ”
"Dalai Town is seventy or eighty miles away from here, and we don't have a direct road to get there. However, there is a Yan Da Goutun more than 20 miles away, where you can go straight to Dacheng Town, and you will know it as soon as you inquire there. ”
"Is this road easy to walk?"
"Go out of the west of Tunzi and go directly to the southwest road, and after passing through three tunzi, you will arrive, and you will be on the avenue."
Yu Chengchan said goodbye to the warm-hearted middle-aged man, and went west to Yan Dagou Village. Passing by several villages, Yu Chengchan went around, and when he saw a place with lush grass, Yu Jackie Chan also led a horse to let it eat some grass.
After noon, Yu Chenglong entered Yan Dagou Village. The reason why this village is so named has its origins. It is said that a few decades ago, this village was called Sheep Grass Circle, not by that name, and there were not a few households.
Later, out of nowhere, a family surnamed Yan moved in, and the four sons were all married and lived separately in the same village. The third child in this family, the daughter-in-law is very capable of giving birth to children, and most of them are children, giving birth to nine in a row, just a girl.
When it comes to the child's generation, according to the genealogy, the word in the middle of the name must be the word 'country', and the countrymen are illiterate, where will the child be named, so the eldest will be named 'Yan Guoda', and the names of the following children are also called in order.
But after the second and third children were born, the trouble came, the name was not good, how to name it sounded unpleasant, and it was not good to call them 'Yan Guoer' and 'Yan Guosan', which was difficult for their parents.
So I had to beg a neighbor in the tunzi who had been studying for a few days, and asked him to help him think of a way to name the second and third children, so this neighbor helped to name them 'Yan Guozhong' and 'Yan Guoji', which was also appropriate and smooth.
Unexpectedly, the fourth child was not born yet, but the neighbor who could name it left first. Since then, the children born can only put the word 'country' at the back, called 'four countries', 'five countries', and have been ranked up to 'eight countries'.
There is a habit of calling people in this place, always adding a 'sub' after the nickname, so 'four countries' and 'five countries' have become 'four countries' and 'five countries', to put it bluntly, they are called 'four dogs' and 'five dogs', and the Yan family doesn't care.
Yan Guoda has been very fond of dogs since he was a child, and often plays with them. When he was a little older, he fell in love with a unique hunting dog here, with a thin waist and long legs, particularly fierce, good at running, and was used by the Mongols to hunt, and the locals called it 'wolf dog'.
After seven or eight years of exchanging and matching, Yan Guoda's dogs became famous. The dogs he raised were large and long, brave and good at running, and the rabbits, foxes, raccoon dogs, and even wild wolves on the grassland were difficult to escape from the shadow.
Because it is relatively close to the Mongolian steppe, those Mongolians who like hunting, and even princes and nobles, want to get back a dog to raise, so they have exchanged their own cattle, horses, sheep and other domestic animals.
This kind of transaction is very cost-effective, and it can be exchanged for large livestock with dogs, which is a profitable business anyway, so Yan Guoda simply stopped farming, and started a dog breeding business wholeheartedly, and he quickly became rich.