After Zhao Xin and the other seven people came out of the tent, Liu Sheng and the other six went to the car to see the two children and Zeng Xiucheng.
At this time, Zhinao, who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked up to Zhao Xin and said: "Master, the two children and adults in the car have already eaten. I cooked a pot of porridge for them in the evening. But after eating , the adult and the older child fell asleep again. The younger one stayed in the car with his brother and didn't come out."
When Zhao Xin got into the car, he first took out medicine and gave it to Xu Funan and Zeng Xiucheng respectively, and then took out a thermometer to measure the temperatures of these two people respectively.
One big boy and one small boy were sleeping soundly, and no one dared to make any noise. After five or six minutes like this, Zhao Xin took out the thermometers from the armpits of the two of them and looked at them, then whispered to everyone: "The minor fever has gone away a lot, and there is still a low fever. I will change the medicine tomorrow morning. , I’ll be fine if I take another anti-inflammatory pill, and I’ll probably be able to run around in two days.”
At this time, Xu Shounan, who had come to listen to Zhao Xin's words, suddenly knelt on the floor and kowtowed to several people: "Thank you, masters..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Yuanfang, who had been silent all this time, lifted the child up, and then lightly brushed Xu Shounan's knees.
"A man must have backbone and don't kneel down at every turn." Wang Yuanfang looked into Xu Shounan's eyes and said word by word.
Six-year-old Xu Shounan was startled by Wang Yuanfang's sudden movement. He nodded without knowing why, with tears still in his eyes and not daring to fall.
Zhao Xin slowly squatted down and asked Xu Shounan with a smile: "Little guy, are you going to sleep with your brother or your Uncle Lu at night?"
Xu Shounan looked around and asked, "Isn't Uncle Lu with you?"
"Uncle Lu, you slept somewhere else. It's very warm there, don't worry."
"Then I'll sleep with Guo Guo (brother)."
"Okay, uncle, I'll sleep up there tonight." Zhao Xin pointed to the top of his head and then to the stairs. "If it's convenient for you at night, just call me."
Xu Shounan nodded.
Zhao Xin then led him back to the bed, took off his shoes and coat, and after lying down, covered him with a quilt. Afterwards, after everyone else had gone out, he turned off the lights in the car and got out of the car.
Zhao Xin came out and said directly to Liu Sheng: "You will sleep in the car together at night. You will sleep on the second floor, and I will spend the night on the sofa below."
Liu Sheng asked: "What's wrong?"
Zhao Xin said helplessly: "Brother, if they go to the toilet tonight, why don't you keep an eye on them? Otherwise, if you know where they are going to take you, step on them when they go out early tomorrow morning?"
Only then did Liu Sheng react and hehey twice.
Ding Guofeng took out his cigarette, spread it around, and suddenly asked Zhao Xindao: "Hey, that Jiangsu academician Liu Yong mentioned by Lu Shoushan, why does it sound so familiar to me?"
Zhao Xin held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled coldly: "As long as you are familiar with it, it is the Liu Luoguo in the TV series."
"Ah? What the hell...then why don't you ask Ji Xiaolan to come out and help?" Ding Guofeng felt that there would always be good people in the court. Isn't that how it is shown in TV dramas?
Zhao Xin turned to the fire brought by Liu Sheng, lit the cigarette, and then said to Ding Guofeng: "You are too poisoned. Can you believe what is in the TV series? Then it is just a story. There is such a thing as literary inquisition. , which Han minister dared to ask for mercy? He thought his life was too long? Qianlong ransacked his house and beheaded him without any discussion."
"Oh, it turns out to be so dark..." Ding Guofeng concluded.
The real history of the Qing Dynasty is so dark.
After finishing smoking, everyone dispersed. There was no words for the rest of the night, but this night, everyone had their own thoughts.
Not to mention that this night, the three ancients, two children, one child, and one child, gave Zhao Xin and Liu Sheng a lot of trouble.
Early in the morning, Zhao Xin, who was sore all over from sleeping, was woken up by Liu Sheng. Liu Sheng went to exercise. Zhao Xin, who was stunned, called A Miao and asked her to help look after the three of them. After that, he ran to the second-story bed in the car and fell asleep until noon.
After Zhao Xin got up, he only saw Pan Xiucheng who was still sleeping when he came down. The two children of the Xu family were not in the car. After leaving the door, A Miao, who had been waiting, told him that the two children had gone to find Lu Shoushan after they got up in the morning.
Zhao Xin, who had not slept well all night, ignored A Miao. He first went to the kitchen to get a basin of cold water to wash his face and brush his teeth, and then he felt that he finally woke up.
Suddenly, Zhao Xin felt his scalp itchy, and he raised his hand to scratch it a few times.
Depend on! Got hit. There are lice.
"A Miao, where are Master Liu and the others?"
"Master Liu and the others went out in the morning and haven't come back yet."
"Going out again?" Zhao Xin muttered, and just as he was about to tell Shino to have a bowl of porridge, he saw Katsu Kaishu trotting over.
"My lord, my lord. That Yaliha is here!"
"Here?" Zhao Xin perked up and asked immediately, "Is he still alone?"
"No, he came with two Kurgazi people. Three people and three horses. They brought a lot of leather goods in exchange for things this time."
"Oh? I'll go over and take a look." Zhao Xin raised his feet and was about to leave, but stopped again and looked himself up and down. Then he went to the material storage point first and asked for a new protective cotton coat to put on. He also found two pieces of cloth, one to wrap his head and the other to cover his face, leaving only his eyes exposed.
After everything was done, he came to the east gate of the camp and squatted behind a tent to take a closer look.
Zhao Xin's hiding place was only a dozen steps away from the camp gate. Outside the east gate of the camp, Ping Taizheng was pointing at the leather goods on a horse and drawing on the ground with branches. Opposite him stood a very tall native, chattering something.
This man was wearing a dark-colored labor protection coat, with a large bulge in his chest, as if something was stuffed inside. His lower body was a pair of trousers sewn with animal skin, and a pair of labor protection shoes on his feet.
"Lord, that person is Yaliha." Sheng Haizhou explained while squatting behind Zhao Xin.
Zhao Xin saw that Yalha looked a little anxious and said while gesturing with his hands. Finally, he took the branch from Pingtai and smeared it on the ground.
Zhao Xin estimated that Pingtai was bargaining with the other party based on the exchange request he made last time, but he just didn't know if Yalha could accept it.
He looked at the two Kurkhazi men standing next to him. I saw only one middle-aged man wearing an otter skin hat. He had a very thick beard. Although he was not as tall as Yalha, his shoulders were very broad. He was wearing a cotton robe that was not new and old, and there was a piece of paper wrapped around it. The lower body trousers and boots are all made of animal skins; the other is a young man, not tall, but thinner. The cotton robe on his body was in tatters, with two pieces of animal skins wrapped around it, and his lower body was dressed the same as the former.
Both men carried a bow on their backs and a sheathed dagger at their waist.
"Have you met these two people before?" Zhao Xin turned to ask Sheng Haizhou.
"No. Yalha came alone before, and no one else was found."
Has the business expanded? Zhao Xin also said whether this is good or bad. The more people come, the more people will know about this place, and the wider the spread will be...
He is now trying his best to prevent the Qing court from discovering his group.
"I want an iron pot, salt, cotton robes, and shoes. By the way, do you have tea bricks here?"
Yalha drew on the ground with a branch while muttering to Ping Tai. He looked up and saw Pingtai's confused expression, knowing that he was too anxious.
So Yarha thought for a moment, first patted his chest, indicating the cotton robe; then he pointed to the two people who came with him, meaning one for each.
Then he pointed to the protective shoes on his feet, and then pointed to the two people.
After finishing this and looking at Pingtai who seemed to understand, Yalha took out the small stainless steel basin he had exchanged for last time from his arms.
Good guy, Zhao Xin almost laughed out loud when he saw it. Considered a treasure.
I saw that Yalha pointed at the small basin with his hand, then made a one-foot-circle gesture, and finally stretched out his hand and pointed at the smoking iron chimney at the top of the tent.
Pingtai was dumbfounded now. What was he going to do? Small basin, big basin? chimney? What is this thing?
Zhao Xin probably understood what was going on, so he said to Sheng Haizhou behind him: "Go and call Pingtai over."
Sheng Haizhou responded and quickly ran outside the camp gate to call Pingtao to come over.
Ping Tai signaled a moment to Ya'erha and turned back to the camp gate.
"Master Sheng, what's the matter?"
"My lord asked me to call you over. He has something to give you."
After the two arrived at the tent, Zhao Xin said to Pingtai, "He wants to change to a big iron pot."
My dearest daughter! Pingtai slapped his forehead, so that's it.
"Then may I ask, my lord, what are the conditions for this big iron pot?"
"We don't have many here. We use four in the kitchen, and there is probably only one left at Liji's place. Sheng Haizhou, go ask Liji and ask someone to bring it over. In addition, you can bring another bag of salt. I I guess they want this too.”
Zhao Xin ordered Wan Sheng Haizhou, who then went to find Li Ji. Zhao Xin then continued to Pingtai: "I guess he also needs three cotton-padded clothes and three pairs of shoes."
"My subordinates also guessed the same thing." Pingtai hurriedly added.
"A small pot costs ten pieces of leather, and an iron pot costs fifty pieces of pure leather. Tell him, this is the only one we have."
Zhao Xin is so awkward. Facing a native who can only speak Manchu, he can only send out an islander who cannot speak Manchu. And people like myself can't show up for the time being, but even if they do show up, they will still be useless. It's really troublesome.
After hearing this, Pingtai bowed and saluted, turned around and went to Yalha to draw again.
When Yalha saw Pingtai come back, after a lot of calculations with him, he seemed to understand that a big iron pot only cost fifty otter skins, which made him very happy. Ning Guta had to lift a small iron pot half a time, so he gestured for a larger one, only fifty otter skins. This time he came to the right place!
So he turned around and told the two villagers who came together about Pingtai's request. The two people also looked happy and nodded repeatedly.
After a while, Zhao Xin, who was hiding behind the tent, saw Sheng Haizhou and Liji each holding a bag of salt bought by Zhao Xin, and behind them were four refugees carrying things. One person was holding three pieces of labor protection coats, another was holding three pairs of labor protection shoes, and the other two were carrying a large iron pot.
When the group of people reached the camp gate, the eyes of Yalha and the two people from the same village almost popped out of his head.
What a big pot!
