Zhao Ming and the others dismounted and walked on the street, looking at the exotic businessmen on both sides of the road who were setting up stalls on both sides of the road to sell their goods, which were also mixed with a lot of snacks from all over the world, Zhao Ming couldn't help but smile when he saw Chunmiao's saliva swallowing, and asked Zhou Mingcheng to buy some every time he passed by a snack stall, and Chunmiao's face became red with various snacks in his hands. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"The commodity trade here is very prosperous...... Looking at these commodities from all over the world, Zhao Ming couldn't help but sigh, compared to the comprehensiveness and price of goods, this place is even much better than the capital in some aspects, which makes Zhao Ming can't help but sigh that the pattern here has long been unique to the prosperity here.

"In fact, more than half of the caravans in the desert sell their goods here every year, especially those small caravans, they will not transport their goods to the capital of the Great Song Dynasty to sell, because the taxes during that period will shrink their income by more than half, which is not cost-effective for them......

Hearing Zhou Mingcheng's description, Zhao Ming nodded, if the big caravans bring the goods to various prosperous places or transport them to the capital, there will be higher prices and even more wealth, then those small caravans and small merchants can only resign themselves to fate, which is completely different from their idea of taking their lives to harvest wealth in the desert, so the idea of many small caravans is to sell their goods here or sell the goods to those big caravans, so that although the price may be smaller, but the loss is relatively small compared to those who are transported to the capital, which is also in line with their interests, and this shortened time, they can also take a good rest and hurry up to run two more times.

"Do you have such a city in the Western Regions?" Zhao Ming asked as he looked at the trading scenes on both sides, taking a note from the overcrowded crowd.

"Well, that's right, we also have such a market, but the market in the Western Regions is not a city like this, we are just a market town that gathers automatically, and there are not so many constraints, of course, there may be much more danger than here, and theft often happens, so those caravans selling things over there are usually guards and warriors around them, unlike here, even if they are placed there openly, no one will dare to rob the goods on the roadside......" Speaking of which, Zhou Mingcheng's eyes did not have the chaotic contempt for his hometown at all, it seemed that for him, the desert and the Western Regions full of danger and killing were the real Western Regions.

"Doesn't the Western Regions advocate Buddhism? Could it be that Buddhism in the Western Regions never teaches and kills less?" Seeing Zhou Mingcheng's appearance, Zhao Ming couldn't help but shake his head and said.

"But people who beg for a living in the desert advocate force ......" Zhou Mingcheng was not surprised by Zhao Ming's questioning at all, and said the answer in his heart straightforwardly.

Zhao Ming nodded clearly, there is no one who can survive in the desert who does not know the importance of force, only strong strength can allow them to survive in the desert and live better.

Compared with the desert that eats people and does not spit out bones, the Western Regions and even the Central Plains are much better.

The next few people didn't say anything, and after shopping for a while, Zhao Ming found an inn that was pleasing to the eye and stayed in, and Chunmiao, who followed behind, still looked a little unhappy, but under the pull of her mother, she also followed Zhao Ming into the inn.

Just after Zhao Ming and the others handed over the horses and camels in their hands to Xiao Er, a person who looked like a shopkeeper came over and said respectfully to Zhao Ming: "This son, our big shopkeeper asks the little one to come over to your friend.......

This person's words made Zhao Ming stunned, he didn't remember what other friends he had here, but he nodded and agreed after a pause, if he hadn't entered the desert before, he might still hesitate, but at this moment, after he knew his strength, he did a lot of things and had to let go a lot more than before, after all, the difference in strength also has a lot of differences in the angle of looking at things.

Zhao Ming and the others followed the shopkeeper all the way to the third floor, there was no one on the third floor, it seemed that it was not open to guests, Zhao Ming was not surprised, some inns will have some separate spaces for those big people or the boss himself, this is normal.

After the shopkeeper took Zhao Ming and the others to the third floor, he did not continue to lead the way, but turned around and walked down alone.

Zhao Ming didn't stop the man from leaving, he looked around the scene on the third floor, and finally fixed his gaze on a room.

At the moment when Zhao Ming's eyes were fixed, a vicissitudes of sound came from the room.

"When the distinguished guest comes, the old man is disrespectful and disrespectful......"

The moment the words fell, the door suddenly opened, and a little old man with a dry cigarette in his hand walked out, which made Zhao Ming and the others stunned.

"Hahaha, does the image of the little old man make this son feel rarely surprised?" The little old man was not angry at all because Zhao Ming and the others were looking at him with rude eyes, but he rarely looked proud.

Zhao Ming didn't look ashamed of the little old man's words at all, and nodded as a matter of course, but Chun Miao, who was standing behind him, turned his eyes embarrassedly at the moment when the little old man's words fell, and his eyes kept flashing.

Zhao Ming looked at the little old man in front of him with a smile on his face, and said in a light tone: "I really didn't expect that the husband of such a charming Longmen inn proprietress turned out to be such a little old man, and he also likes to smoke dry tobacco, and it is really a flower inserted in cow dung......" Looking at the little old man in front of him, Zhao Ming couldn't help but shake his head instigated.

Zhao Ming's words not only made the smiling little old man stunned, but also made the expressions of the three people behind him also stunned, and Zhou Mingcheng looked at Zhao Ming without borrowing.

Noticing their gaze, Zhao Ming couldn't help but laugh and said, "Didn't you see the four big characters 'Dragon Gate Inn' written on the door number of the inn when you came in just now?"

Zhao Ming's words couldn't help but make Zhou Mingcheng's face red, he also paid attention to those dazzling goods at that time, and didn't notice these details, just blindly chose an ordinary inn for his son-in-law, but he didn't expect that this was the same as the Longmen Inn.