The local customs are more simple than Du Chengfeng expected.

When Du Chengfeng walked towards the rammed earth city wall with the hundred or so robbers, the guards at the head of the city naturally shot arrows, but Du Chengfeng was a pacifist, and he also understood that his current posture looked like he was going to enter and wash the earth city - fortunately, after he received the twelve arrows empty-handed, the guards at the head of the city finally planned to have a friendly chat with him.

So he expressed his intentions and explained the fact that the robbers were willing to mend their ways, and only hoped that the people of the city would give them a chance to exchange their jobs for food.

So, even though he had repeatedly stated that he was just passing by and doing good deeds, he still harvested a dozen bags of barley, a few bags of dried meat made from unknown animals, a dozen bags of water and light wine, and a box of gold.

"Hey, what a great place."

Looking at the pile of food in front of him, Du Chengfeng deeply felt the peace and tranquility here.

"The people here are too generous, I just sent some robbers to labor reform, as for being so polite? And send gold...... Well? ”

took a gold bar from the small box and turned it upside down, and Du Chengfeng's face changed immediately.

"This weight, you dare to deceive me with fake gold! This bunch of brutes ......"

"No, they didn't lie to you."

Seeing that Du Chengfeng was about to turn back with something to find fault, the swordsman Wu Zhao sighed and stopped Du Chengfeng.

"It's true that this thing could be called gold, but to understand it, it should be called bronze...... Don't look at me like that, bronze is more useful than gold in this environment. ”

"Can bronze be more useful than gold?"

Du Chengfeng's first reaction was that Wu Zhao was talking nonsense, but immediately, he slapped his head.

It is true that he has inertia on his side, and instinctively thinks that gold is a valuable currency, but the problem is that he thinks like this, which does not mean that the locals think like this - just like Wu Zhao said, bronze is indeed more useful than gold, at least the swords and axes cast in bronze can really kill.

"Gold looks good at best, and because of its soft texture, it will be relatively easy to process as a decoration, but there are too many places where it can be used with good bronze, and after this thing is melted again, it can be used as a tool, or it can be used as a weapon, and if there is enough material, it can even be simply made into an armor."

Dalang Wuzhao also began to introduce Du Chengfeng to the customs of the Bronze Age.

"So, they are lying to you by giving you gold, that thing is not so easy to sell, but this box of bronze is hard currency, in your later understanding, it can be spent as money."

"Ah......h

Du Chengfeng was speechless.

That's the real terroir and the real difference between the two environments.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng truly realized that he did not simply go from one place to another, but really came from one world to another.

Strange to say, he didn't have this feeling when he first went to Yangjiapu, at that time he almost quickly integrated into the local area, like a drop of water into the sea, it only took a while, he found a job in Yangjiabao, it only took a few days, he was able to get a stable income, and after that, it only took two or three months, he was going to settle down in the local area, and live permanently.

But now......

It doesn't melt in.

It's not that he hasn't tried to get close to those guards who look like people, but although the other party is respectful to him, he always has a trace of undisguised vigilance in his eyes - in this case, it is naturally not good for him to stay on his side any longer.

"So, if we want to go back, I'm afraid it's a little difficult."

After hearing Du Chengfeng's sigh, Da Lang Wuzhao also sighed.

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but turn his head.

"Do you have a way?"

"It's just a stupid way."

Da Lang Wuzhao shook his head.

As for this stupid method, it's actually not complicated to say, and the root cause is nothing more than how to get over and how to go back - now they have a cane, and the process has not been forgotten, if you have to say that something is missing, it is missing the "Taoyuan Township".

"In that place where everyone imagined, the power of the ghost in our hearts can be enhanced, and the reason why we can't go back is because of the lack of this necessary environment."

The swordsman Wu Zhao roughly explained the current situation.

"So if we want to go back, we just need to replicate this environment, recreate a place that everyone fantasizes about, and we can go back."

"This ......"

Du Chengfeng fell silent.

Speaking of which, it doesn't seem to be difficult, after all, Tao Wuliu is something that an ordinary person can do, how can these powerful warriors not be able to do it?

I really can't do it.

Where do people fantasize about it, how many people does this crowd refer to? Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Thirty and fifty thousand? 100,000 million? Without an exact number, God knows what kind of work it would be – of course, if it's just numbers, it's acceptable, but the most important thing now is that people here reject them.

They think that the people here are of a different race, and the people here also think that they have a foreign face, and these locals are wary of them, and they may not be able to believe what they say, how can they be like Tao Wuliu did at the beginning, and rely on storytelling to tell a fantasy?

Although Du Chengfeng and Wu Zhao are both cultural losses and are not too good at storytelling, they are both proficient in the set of rituals of the Yin people, and no matter how bad they are, they can make people believe that this is true - but the premise of all this is that people are willing to listen to them.

The natives don't even want to listen, so what can they do?

"There are still solutions, it depends on whether you are willing to do it or not."

Saying this, the three Wu Zhao looked at Du Chengfeng together.

That subtle look made Du Chengfeng hairy.

"What are you going to do? It's not going to be something weird, is it? ”

"Not then, not so much."

The three Wu Zhao looked up and down at Du Chengfeng, who was tall, even too tall, and even began to nod again and again.

"I don't care, but you really want to go back, don't you?"

"Sure, I'm still stewed on the stove."

Of course, Du Chengfeng nodded.

"So what the hell are you going to do? Let's start with that, I'm not going to do anything weird. ”

"That's not going to happen, it's probably good for you, too."

Da Lang Wuzhao thought about it and still spoke.

"Are you interested in experiencing what it's like to be a god?"

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