A few days later, the convoy of the Tiger Flag Mule and Horse Company arrived in Zhangjiakou.
The goods that the Fan family was going to send to the grassland had already been prepared. When the people from the Tiger Flag Mule and Horse Company arrived, they only stayed in Zhangjiakou for one day and left for the grassland the next day.
This time, the manager of the Fan family's caravan was Wang Qifu, who was also an acquaintance with Hu Ziqi.
After leaving the customs, Lao Wu took several riders and walked in front of the convoy as sentry riders. Zhang Sancha led his squadron to guard around the convoy.
The ten four-carriage vehicles of the Tiger Flag were prepared with four Tiger Cannons, and the gunners of a Tiger Crouching Cannon Team were sent to follow.
"Captain Zhang, do you want to get in the car?" Wang Qifu, who was sitting on the cart, said to Zhang Sancha, who was walking on the grass.
The title Captain was also given to him by the soldiers who followed the tiger-character flag.
Zhang Sancha showed the big yellow teeth in his mouth and said with a smile: "Thank you, Shopkeeper Wang, for taking care of me. I'm fine walking like this."
Wang Qifu smiled and nodded, not trying to persuade.
In the evening, the temperature on the grassland dropped a lot, and Wang Qifu arranged for the team to stop and prepare to spend the night.
As the bodyguard of the Fan family's caravan, Zhang Sancha arranged for a team of soldiers to be on guard duty, while the remaining two teams of soldiers prepared food for the night.
There were two cartographers who followed the team to the grassland. As soon as the team stopped, they started drawing with the help of the riders to map out the topography along the way.
Piles of fires rose on the grassland, and the aroma of the broth cooked by the soldiers of the Tiger Flag filled the entire convoy.
The Tiger Flag ate all the food he brought. This time, the ten four-wheeled vehicles brought with him, in addition to four tiger squatting cannons, also carried enough food, bacon, and war horses for more than a hundred people to consume. The food and grass are also fully prepared.
"Damn it, no wonder they don't eat our food. I dare you to have something better." A man from the Fan family's caravan said, holding a piece of dry and hard pancake in his hand.
There are many other Fan family members who complain like him.
Smelling the aroma of the broth and looking at the dry and hard pancakes in their hands, many Fan family workers lost their appetite at all.
The complaints alarmed Wang Qifu.
He came to some of the Fan family employees who complained the loudest, and reprimanded him with a straight face: "Why are you making so much trouble? You're going to be hungry even if you don't eat. You're used to it."
One of the Fan family workers was dissatisfied: "It's not us who want to make trouble. Look at what they eat, and look at us. We are all in the same team. This is a huge difference."
"That's right. People like to drink spicy food. How can we eat dry pancakes?"
"Why don't you go talk to the shopkeeper and ask them to distribute the broth for us, so that everyone can have a taste of the meat."
Wang Qifu said in a deep voice: "In the past, I only ate pancakes when I came to the grassland, and I didn't see you making any trouble. Now I can't stand it after just one day here. Just wait, I will eat your meat when we get to Guihua City."
After saying that, he ignored these people and walked towards the place where the Tiger Flag rested.
"Shopkeeper Wang, sit down quickly. Do you want to eat something together?" Zhang Sancha greeted Wang Qifu warmly when he saw him.
Wang Qifu walked up to him, sat down, and said with a smile: "Captain Zhang, the food in your Tiger Flag is pretty good. We can smell the aroma of meat from a long distance away."
"There's nothing we can do. We're all big-bellied men. If we don't eat something rich in oil and water, we can't bear the hunger at all." Zhang Sancha raised the big teapot in his hand and said, "Shopkeeper Wang, would you like some broth?" .”
Wang Qifu waved his hand and asked: "Your Tiger Flag has sent ten carts and brought a lot of food, right?"
Zhang Sancha was tearing the pancakes in his hand and said: "Even though we brought many vehicles, most of them are empty. They are mainly used to form vehicle formations to resist the horse bandits. Besides, we are not like you, and the Beilu When doing business, you don’t need to bring too much food.”
"Hush, be careful!" Wang Qifu stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "You can't call Beilu on the grassland, it will cost someone's life."
"Look at my bad mouth, I don't know how to handle it at all." Zhang Sancha raised his hand and patted his own mouth, and then said, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Wang, for reminding me, otherwise I would have lost my life when I reached the Mongolian territory."
"Just be careful in the future. Never mention the word Beili in front of the Mongols." Wang Qifu warned.
"Okay, I'll note it down." Zhang Sancha nodded and immediately shouted, "Big Pan!"
"Here!" Someone stood up in front of the fire not far away and ran to Zhang Sancha in a few steps.
Zhang Sancha said: "Let me tell you, from now on, no one among us is allowed to say the word Beilu again. This is a military order. If there is any violation, military law will be dealt with."
"Yes." Pan Yi responded loudly.
Immediately, he turned around and left, running to deliver the order.
When the others walked away, Wang Qifu complimented: "It is said that the Tiger Character Banner manages the army in a strict and orderly manner. Now it seems that this is indeed the case."
"Haha, Shopkeeper Wang is joking. We are all guards of the mine. We can't be called running an army. At most, we just piece together things here and there and learn some scaring tactics to keep the people below from messing around." Zhang Sancha made a haha.
As for whether the other party believes it or not, that is another matter. Anyway, he will not admit that their Tiger Flag has become an army, even if he knows that his own army is stronger than the main camp of the frontier army.
Wang Qifu did not delve into the matter. He picked up a dead branch and threw it into the fire. He said, "Captain Zhang, I see you have a lot of broth here. Can you share some with us? Our Fan family brought it." The pancake is really hard, so I want to follow your example and tear the pancake into pieces and soak it in the broth to eat."
"It's a simple matter. I'll have someone prepare the broth." Zhang Sancha agreed happily.
Wang Qifu's face was filled with joy, he cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much, Captain Zhang."
"No need to be so polite." Zhang Sancha responded with a smile, and then shouted, "Big Pan."
"Here." Pan Yi promised from a little further away, then ran over, and when he got closer, he said, "Squadron leader, are you looking for me?"
Zhang Sancha said: "Prepare some broth for three people and bring it to Shopkeeper Wang."
Hearing this, Pan frowned and said: "Squadron Captain, we don't have much broth ourselves, we boil it per head."
"There's so much nonsense, just prepare it if I ask you to." After saying that, Zhang Sancha turned back to Wang Qifu and said with a smile, "Shopkeeper Wang, you don't need to be polite to me."
I'm so polite to you turtle grandson.
Wang Qifu's face turned pale, and a Henan dialect popped into his mind.
He came to ask for broth, and his original intention was to give it to the Fan family's caravan crew. If there was not enough broth for three people, none of them would even be able to drink a sip.
"Forget it, I won't bother Captain Zhang about the broth." After saying that, Wang Qifu left with a dark face and didn't look back.
"Shopkeeper Wang, do you want some more broth?" Zhang Sancha shouted from behind.
Wang Qifu never looked back and kept walking away.
Pan Yi looked down at Zhang Sancha and said, "Squadron leader, are you still sending the broth?"
"Send it, why don't you use it? Why don't you send it in a big way? Let all the guys in the Fan family see that we sent broth to Shopkeeper Wang." Zhang Sancha said to Pan Yi.
"Yes, I will do it now." Pan Yi cupped his hands and turned around to prepare the broth.
On the other side of the fire, Zhang Sancha, the deputy squadron leader of the squadron, was sitting. He said, "Do you think this trick will work? What if he doesn't get fooled?"
Zhang Sancha said with a smile: "Whether he is fooled or not, from now on we will eat meat every meal and starve them to death. Sooner or later they will be unable to bear it."
"Your move is a little too damaging." The deputy squadron leader said with a smile.
"There is no way, we don't know anyone in Beilu, and the boss is eager for us to have a relationship with Beilu, so I can only play with the ideas of those guys from the Fan family." Zhang Sancha spread his hands and said A look of helplessness.
