After sending away the happy eldest grandson Shunde, Xiao Han's private collection of fine tea was also missing by half! But if you trade a little tea for a whole mountain, it’s not a bad deal!
Everything has been going well recently. I wonder if it's because I'm so close to Mr. Fu. Xiao Han stretched himself, hummed a little tune and was about to go back to the house to catch up on his sleep, but Uncle Lunzi came back again.
"Hey, where are you going! Go ask what happened?"
Uncle Lunzi was about to turn aside dejectedly when he heard Xiao Han calling him, so he had to retract his feet in embarrassment and asked with some embarrassment: "Master Hou, do you know?"
"Nonsense! With your impatient energy, it's strange that I don't know! What did you ask?" Xiao Han asked impatiently.
"This..." Uncle Lunzi looked around, walked quickly to Xiao Han, and whispered into Xiao Han's ear: "As Lao Lu guessed, they are not enemy spies! They are refugees. …”
"Refugees?" Xiao Han irritably pushed away the old Xiaodong who stretched out his ears, and said angrily: "What's so strange about refugees! The guide is also hiding this little thing in your hands. There must be a lot of hardship here!"
"Hehe..." Uncle Lunzi smiled honestly, scratched his head and said: "I didn't suffer any hardship, so I went to scare him, and he did everything! He said it was because he was afraid that we would arrest those refugees at first. He and those We’ve known each other for a long time, so I kept hiding it because I couldn’t bear to harm them.”
Xiao Han yawned a little and said lazily: "Catch them? Why are we arresting them? Are they free?"
Uncle Lunzi shrugged and said indifferently: "Master Hou, of course you won't be too lazy to catch the refugees. It's the guide who uses the heart of a villain to judge the belly of a gentleman! But I think this man is not hard-boned, but His mind is pretty good! He also knows how to cover for others! So he doesn’t embarrass him."
"What else do refugees need to cover up? If they can't live anymore, it's not normal to hide in the mountains!" Xiao Han said with a nonchalant smile.
Unexpectedly, when Uncle Lunzi and Xiaodong heard this, they both shook their heads: "Master Hou, you may not know. No matter where they are, refugees do not have any identity! As long as they are caught, the sixty big boards are Absolutely indispensable! The government has said that refugees evade taxes, fees, and military service, so how can they be treated lightly? Therefore, our brothers in the auxiliary military camp would rather die in battle than become refugees! As long as you become a refugee, you will never be able to turn around in your life. …”
"So miserable? You can't live anymore and you won't even be allowed to hide?" Xiao Han was a little surprised.
"Everything in the world is the king's soil. On the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers..." Uncle Lengzi still remembered the verdict that the Yamen read when he caught the refugees, and he read it out with his head shaking. But suddenly I found that I only remembered this sentence, and the rest had probably been knocked into those people's butts with those big boards!
"Hey, you still know the sentences in the Book of Songs?" Xiao Han looked at the stupid uncle and couldn't laugh or cry. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, we just need to know about this. Don't tell it. Lao Lu, you can wait there. Just let me know. Living in the mountains is already very difficult! Let’s not cause trouble to others!”
"Here!" Uncle Lengzi and Xiaodong saluted Xiao Han with their hands raised. They also had some sympathy for these people.
Waving his hands so that the two of them did not have to salute, Xiao Han felt a little sad in his heart at this time.
As long as they can survive, who will run to the mountains! The place was filled with insects and ants, not to mention the jackals, tigers and leopards running everywhere now! At the end of the day, there probably won't be many people left.
Thinking about how difficult life is, Xiao Han has no intention of sleeping. He walked to the stone bench in the yard and sat down, then pointed to several other stone benches and asked Uncle Lunzi and Xiaodong to sit down.
After the two of them sat down, Xiao Han held his head and asked: "Do you know how many refugees there are? When did they hide in the mountains? How did the guide know those people?"
"How many people don't know..." Uncle Fool shook his head, and then replied: "According to the guide, he hid there during the last expedition to Goguryeo! Many people in the family died when those people dug the river channel. Not to mention the first two expeditions to Liaodong! The last time I was really scared, so I went straight up the mountain and never came down again!
As for the guide, he accidentally met them when he went hunting. Later, he did some business with them and became familiar with them. "
"Doing business?" Xiao Han held his head and nodded slowly. People in the mountains are not self-sufficient in everything. Among other things, food is the biggest problem. No one can survive by eating meat alone! You need to eat some food, not to mention that in winter in the mountains, it will be difficult to find meat! "
Sure enough, after listening to the stupid uncle take a breath, he continued: "According to the guide, he brought some grain, iron tools, and linen in exchange for some meat, furs, and expensive herbs. After one year, he earned Much more than hunting by myself.”
"Haha, this person can also do business! Those people don't dare to show their faces, so he has the final say on the price! If you can't make any more money, you might as well just crash to death!" Xiao Han said humorously.
"Haha..." Uncle Lengzi and Xiaodong both laughed. Smiling, Uncle Lunzi suddenly remembered something, stopped his smile suddenly, lowered his voice and said to Xiao Han: "Master Hou, there is one more thing that the old man almost forgot! The guide accidentally said that the refugees in the mountains I once traded salt with him for grain."
"What? Salt?" Xiao Han was shocked by Uncle Lunzi's words.
He had just heard that those people who lived in the mountains were still thinking about the story of the white-haired girl. Wasn't it because the white-haired girl didn't have salt to eat that her hair turned snow-white? How can they have salt!
"Yes, salt!" Uncle Lunzi looked at the surprised Xiao Han and Xiaodong and nodded heavily, "It is indeed salt. I asked the guide specifically at that time! But he said that there seemed to be something wrong with the salt and that it could not be eaten as ordinary salt, so He only changed it twice and never changed it again!”
"Where's the guide! Find him! Go quickly! Also, if he still has any salt at home, remember to bring it with him!"
When Xiao Han heard this, he couldn't help but feel excited! Hurry up and urge Uncle Lunzi to take someone with you!
The problem of lack of salt in Xiazhou City has not been solved until now. Without salt, the combat power cannot be improved! Now that he heard that those refugees had salt in their hands, no matter where they got it from, Xiao Han was not going to let it go!
Uncle Lengzi left in a hurry, and Xiao Han got up anxiously and walked around waiting for him to come back. Xiaodong said to Xiao Han suspiciously: "Master Hou, how can there be salt in the mountains? Did the guide lie to us?"
"No!" Xiao Han stood still and looked far away in the direction of the Qinling Mountains. "Lying will not do him any good! Besides, there are all kinds of wonders in this world! As far as I know, in the west of our Tang Dynasty, there is a land completely covered with white salt. Such a place! The roads and houses there are paved with salt! If we were allowed to eat it, even if the whole Tang Dynasty ate it together, we would probably be able to eat it for several lifetimes!"
"Is there such a place?" Xiaodong's eyes were filled with stars. He couldn't imagine what a place full of salt looked like!
"Yes!" Xiao Han suppressed his irritability, sat down again and rubbed his head and said: "Even in the mountains, there are salt mines! Not only salt mines, there is also a plant in the mountains, and its fruit is covered with a layer of salt! I just hope these refugees have discovered a salt mine!"
Xiao Han and Xiaodong were waiting anxiously at home for Uncle Lunzi to come back. Every minute and second was getting extremely difficult! I don't know how long it took before Uncle Lunzi grabbed the guide and returned to the yard. As soon as the two of them entered the yard, Xiao Han was keenly aware that Uncle Lunzi was holding something wrapped in black cloth in his hand.
"Close the door!" Xiao Han stood up hurriedly, instructing Xiaodong to close the courtyard door first, and then stepped forward to take the black cloth from Uncle Lunzi's hand.
"Young...I have met Mr. Hou..." As soon as the guide looked at Xiao Han, his knees subconsciously bent. If it weren't for the stupid uncle holding him, he would be lying on the ground by now!
Now ignoring the timid guide, Xiao Han walked quickly to the stone table holding the black cloth. Opening it carefully, a gray-brown thing was exposed.
"What is this?" Xiao Han had never seen a salt mine in his two lifetimes, and he was a little stunned at this time.
