Back in the store, Yuan Kexin had everything ready to go.

Of course, wine is indispensable.

Three large flasks hung from the saddles of the three horses, as well as some dry food for the road.

What they are going to is the Lan Mo Kingdom, one of the four kingdoms in the Western Regions. According to Yuan Mingkong's analysis, the final shipment of the feather arrows should be here.

And there are many roads from Shangmeng to Lan Moguo, and the farthest one needs to be delayed for more than half a month.

No one could say which way the robbers of the feather arrows would go, so they decided to rush to the country of Lan Mo first, brake quietly, and wait for the rabbits.

It was not difficult for Zhao Rang to hear from Yuan Mingkong's tone that he should also have a distribution of power in the late Lan Dynasty, and no matter how bad it was, he would have a character similar to the old-timer in the Shang Alliance to protect Zhou Quan.

They were a group of three, relying on their light horses and horses, and walked the fastest road in the nearest way.

Of course, this is only for them.

Because the nearest road is often the most difficult to walk.

This road has to climb over several sand beams, and it also has to bypass a quicksand field, and there are often horse bandits.

Yuan Mingkong told Zhao Rang that the horse bandits who haunted this generation were not ordinary characters. Even the West Wind Fierce, who could summon hundreds of Blood Eagle Swordsmen with a wave of his hand, was unwilling to clash with them unless he had to, and his strength could be imagined.

Zhao Rang became interested in these horse bandits, and he felt that if these horse bandits could be used or cooperated with each other, they might one day become the "east wind" that overwhelmed the "west wind". ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Zhao Rang's words really made Yuan Mingkong think about it for a long time.

It's a pity that the three of them didn't see any trace of the horse bandits until they crossed the quicksand, so they arrived at their destination peacefully.

"This is the royal city of the Lan Mo Kingdom, it seems that the Upper Four Kingdoms are not good!"

Zhao Rang said as he stood at the pass of the Lan Mo Kingdom.

The city gate is barely magnificent, but compared to the general big cities in the north of Dawei, they are far from each other, let alone the imperial capital.

Look at the wall tiles again, each with potholes.

The further west you go, the more windy and sandy you get.

The city wall stands here, and it is constantly attacked by wind and sand day and night, and the wear and tear is much greater than that of the Central Plains.

Many places had been completely destroyed, so stones of similar size were mixed with mud and weeds and filled them.

No matter how you look at it, it reveals a shabby atmosphere, and there is no such thing as a big country that Zhao Rang thought.

"Don't just stare at other people's shortcomings!"

Yuan Mingkong said.

Zhao Rang asked rhetorically:

"And where are their strengths?"

Yuan Mingkong couldn't explain this question clearly for a while, so he snorted and asked Zhao Rang to pay attention to the Lan Mo people who were also queuing up with the three of them to enter the customs.

On the outside alone, not only Lan Mo, but all the people in the Western Regions have much stronger bodies and bones than those in Daweizhong.

In terms of size, the people of the north can be regarded as similar, and the south is not comparable at all.

The harsh natural environment makes the living conditions of the people of the Western Regions much more difficult than those of the people of Dawei, but it gives them a strong body and a strong will.

In the past, although several border clashes ended in a great victory, they often had to mobilize several times as many people to win.

The reason for this is that there are many cavalry in the Western Regions, they are flexible and mobile, and they come and go like the wind, and the other is because their physique and spirit are much stronger than those of the Dawei border army.

Zhao Rang calmed down, looked around carefully, and found that Fang Cai was indeed a frog at the bottom of a well.

He found that even the porters hired by the merchants, according to the division of Dawei's martial arts, had about nine grades of cultivation, which was enough for the requirements of a sergeant.

The harsh geographical environment and the fierceness passed down from generation to generation have made almost all the people in the Western Regions soldiers.

Even if you are an ordinary herdsman, when you are fully dressed, you can immediately become a vigorous cavalryman!

"Where did it come from? What to do? ”

After waiting for about half an hour, the team was lined up with three of them.

Yuan Mingkong had already explained to Yuan Mingkong, when he was interrogated or provoked, he must not talk or draw a knife, he will deal with himself.

At this time, the sergeant on duty at the pass opened his mouth to ask, and Zhao Rang didn't say a word, only listening to Yuan Mingkong reply in an extremely proficient Western Regions dialect:

"We are Dawei's merchants, here to do business!"

The sergeant glanced at Zhao Rang coldly, and when he looked at Yuan Kexin, there was a hint of lewdness in his eyes, but he quickly withdrew his gaze and said to Yuan Kongming with a straight face:

"You are a merchant of Dawei, why do you speak so well in the Western Regions? Isn't it a spy! ”

The sergeant's voice was loud, as if he was deliberately trying to attract the attention of others.

For a moment, the eyes of the people around them looked at the three of them.

Only Zhao Rang couldn't understand a word, and he didn't know what was going on, but his right hand slowly stretched out to the knife on his waist.

Although Yuan Mingkong had reminded him not to do it, if he confessed to death in this ghost place, he didn't know how many stubbles the grave grass should be replaced, and he had to adapt to the situation!

The atmosphere plummeted to freezing.

Yuan Kexin hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, still carrying a pot of wine in her hand.

While opening the lid of the pot, he said to the sergeant in the Western Regions:

"This military master, we are really businessmen! You see, this is our own wine! ”

The sergeant approached and sniffed it, and sure enough, it was mellow.

Most of the people in the Western Regions were greedy for cups, and when they saw good wine, they couldn't walk, and the sergeant's face softened a little, and said:

"Are you going to sell this wine to Xiang Tengju?"

Yuan Kexin hurriedly nodded and said:

"Exactly! What does the military master think? If it's good, you can drink it slowly, if you don't think it's good, next time my brother and sister brew something better, and then send it to you! ”

He is worthy of being a person who can open a store in the Western Regions Business Alliance.

If Zhao Rang could understand what Yuan Kexin said, he would definitely think that her words were much better than those of Jin Sanliang and Xifeng Lie!

In just two back and forth, not only did he give the sergeant enough face, but also gave a gift quietly, and finally showed the identity of the brother and sister between himself and Yuan Mingkong, so that the sergeant completely dispelled his suspicions.

"Well, the wine is good! Let's go inside! ”

The sergeant pushed the boat down the river and accepted the jug of wine. When Yuan Kexin handed over the wine jug, she pinched her wrist hard, and she was satisfied.

After walking for a while after entering the city, Zhao Rangcai asked:

"What kind of place is Xiang Tengju, it sounds like a restaurant!"

When Sergeant Fang Cai and Yuan Kexin spoke, only this word was spoken in Dawei dialect.

Yuan Mingkong stretched out his hand and pointed forward:

"Isn't that the end of it?"

Xiangtengju is not the largest restaurant in the late Lan country, but it has the best business.

A restaurant wants to have a good business and many customers, just because the variety of dishes is complete and delicious, and Xiang Tengju happens to occupy both.

Whether you come from the south to the north, Dawei or the Western Regions, you can make any dish you can name, and it is the taste you want to eat.

With these two hard kung fu, Xiang Tengju can be invincible in the late Lanmo country. It even attracted the nobles of the other three kingdoms in the Upper Four Kingdoms. As for ordinary people, they naturally don't have this mouthful.

Because where business is good, the price is not cheap.

"This isn't from the Western Regions, is it?"

The plaque of Zhao Rang Jianxiang Tengju is written in Dawei script, and the small characters on the bottom are in Western Regions.

Yuan Mingkong deliberately sold a pass, and did not answer Zhao Rang's question.

The three of them handed the reins and horsewhips in their hands to the man in front of the door, instructed him to feed the best forage, and then walked into the gate of Xiangtengju's noble house.

From the outside, there are three floors in Xiangtengju.

In fact, it has five floors, but the other two floors are underground.

There's nothing unseemly hidden underground, it's all due to the fact that some of the fun is too loud, especially in the dead of night. In order not to disturb the other guests, the boss had to go underground to find a way.

The first and second floors are scattered terraces, and the third floor is a private room.

Xiang Tengju has an unwritten rule, but whenever you go to the next level, the price will be doubled.

The first and second floors are scattered.

On the first floor, order a pot of Ming Qian Longjing in the south of Dawei, and it costs five taels of silver. Exactly the same tea leaves, the second floor is ten taels.

As for the private room, it was a place where the nobles of the Western Regions and the lords of the big trading houses discussed business.

The people who entered the private room, no one cared how much a pot of tea was, because they only drank wine, and drank Dawei spirits, which can only be drunk in Xiangtengju.

"Guest officer, how many are you?"

A very smart-looking, well-dressed junior asked as soon as the three of them stepped over the threshold.

"Three."

Yuan Mingkong said lightly, his eyes glancing towards the hall on the first floor on the left.

"Then the three of you are sitting ......"

Xiao Er stretched out his voice very long.

After all, there are three floors of Xiangtengju, and the price of each floor is different. If the guests don't make it clear, Xiao Er won't dare to take the seat indiscriminately.

In addition to the variety of dishes and good taste, the service is also first-class. Unless the guest intends to make trouble, under any circumstances, the guys here will not conflict with the guest officer, and there is no situation of stealing customers.

However, with the status of Xiang Tengju here, as well as the prestige of Third Master Wang, no one dared to make trouble here for a long, long time.

"Just sit on the first floor, please arrange a quiet position for the little brother, preferably by the window!"

Zhao Rang grinned.

He saw that there was only one window left in the hall on the first floor.

And the table next to the seat head sat only one person.

This person is not young, and there is already fat on the left and right cheeks, and the skin on the back of his hands is also a little loose. But the spirit is shocking, and a pair of eyes are as bright as cold stars, making people dare not look at them.

There is no doubt that this person is the third master Wang, Yuan Mingkong asked Xiao Er to arrange such a position, but it is not a casual talk. What the end of the Lan country wants to do here has a high probability of falling on this person.

Xiao Er listened to Yuan Mingkong's request and immediately responded without the slightest delay.

After the three of them sat down, Xiao Er brought three lists, which were tea, vegetables and wine.

After Yuan Mingkong took it, he asked Zhao Rang:

"What tea would you like to drink?"

Zhao Rang didn't even look at the list, put the wine gourd he brought on the table and said:

"It's not good wine!"

Not only do you not have to drink tea, but you can even save on alcohol.