"Prepare everything for me. The caravan will start heading south tomorrow. We must bring back enough food and goods by then!
In addition, fifth brother, you should also follow. "
"Ah? Sixth sister? That's not the case, why don't you send me to study? It happened that I was dragged back by the old man before I finished my studies."
At this time, there was a busy scene in Fengjiazhuang.
Different from Feng Yunyun's performance in the past, where she never left the house without leaving the door, recently Feng Yunyun behaved like a strong woman, wearing a woman's bun, wearing a dress that is easy to walk and very conservative, commanding everyone with sharp and calm words .
But Chang Wei, who was standing behind her like a guard, was a little numb. Why did Mr. Zhao, the newly departed wife, immediately turn into another Mr. Zhao, doing things just like Mr. Zhao?
"Fifth brother! I'm doing this for your own good! Dad has left, who do you think a big family like Fengjiazhuang can rely on now?
If you don't live up to expectations, believe it or not, I will cut off your money immediately? Let me see how you can buy books and read newspapers! "
Feng Yunyun glared, and Feng Laowu was immediately frightened.
"Okay, okay, you are not my sister, you are my sister!"
He shook his head helplessly and started to ask the servants to pack their luggage.
Seeing this, Feng Yunyun shook her head and patrolled as she walked, strictly checking the preparation progress of her villagers.
Chang Wei on the side couldn't hold it back, "Madam, why don't you let the fifth young master set off with the brothers? The mountains are high and the rivers are long. If we meet some bad guy on the way..."
Hearing this, Feng Yunyun paused slightly, turned her head after a moment of silence, and said calmly, "Then Hao Sheng will take care of him, he is already a grown man.
If everything goes smoothly, then I will arrange for him to move to the border between Sichuan and Chongqing and buy him a house. I don't care whether he goes to school or works on a certain errand in the city. "
"Then... what if the fifth young master doesn't come back?" Chang Wei asked suspiciously.
"Then don't come back. Anyway, I can take care of things here, and he will be in the way."
Feng Yunyun shook her head, her eyes particularly firm.
"Also, if you go to Sichuan and Chongqing, contact the local black market and see if you can get some firearms if you have a chance."
"Firearms? Madam, there is no shortage of firearms in Zhuangzi now. This..."
"If you have something better, buy it. You will always find something useful. Your uncle may be able to use it."
Feng Yunyun shook her head as she spoke, a look of worry appearing on her pretty face.
It's such a long journey to Chahar. If you don't bring a firearm, even if there are many people, you will inevitably encounter some troubles.
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At the same time, I don’t know if Zhao Ming and his team are lucky or what.
It took nearly twenty days and encountered some setbacks along the way, but at least we entered the Chahar territory.
However, after entering the boundary of Chahar, we still haven’t reached the place where we can report our work. The Ming’an Ranch where we can report our work has to cross more than half of the Chahar area and reach the northern part of Chahar.
Therefore, time passed day by day, two months of work reporting time, more than 20 days wasted at home, more than 20 days wasted arriving at Chahar, and in the last ten or so days, I hurriedly and slowly arrived at my destination.
Although it is already the end of August, the grassland still looks so beautiful.
Looking around, there are green grass everywhere. When the breeze blows, the grass looks like waves on the sea, and the large green ocean is rolling.
The sky is so clear and blue, with no impurities visible.
It is said that the grassland at the end of July is the most beautiful. It is not as biting as the wind in winter, nor as bleak as in autumn. It is almost the same now.
But at this time, a team walking on the grass looked particularly listless.
From the moment he entered Chahar, the number of people he saw gradually became less and less. After a brief work report in Zhangjiakou, Zhao Ming took the re-registered document seal and rushed to the Ming'an Ranch in the north again non-stop.
However, as we go further and further north, there are fewer and fewer people, and now we can only see a herdsman every dozens of miles.
Apart from that, there were only some scattered cattle and sheep, and apart from these grasses there was just this blue sky. This was the case for seven or eight days in a row.
No matter how beautiful this scene is, the man will become numb after seeing it too much.
It's like the sea. Fishermen who often go to sea, especially ocean-going sailors, feel the loneliness that is self-evident.
At first, everyone was chatting and laughing, talking about the beauty here, but gradually, everyone became silent.
Until now, the sound that everyone hears the most is the sound of the wind. In addition to the sound of the wind, it is the sound of horse hooves, as well as the sound of one's own heavy breathing and heartbeat.
Lonely, very lonely.
After about a month of journey, Zhao Ming, who had finally put on some weight at first, now looks leaner and his skin is even darker.
Others are not much better, even those swordsman brothers who have always maintained their physiques at the level of fat pack muscles, now they are all lean and muscular, without any trace of fat.
The horse under the seat has experienced weight loss for a period of time. If it hadn't recently stepped into the grassland and eaten rich pasture, it would have been exhausted.
Men like Zhao Ming could still carry it because they were young and strong, but Ah Fu, the cook, and Tao Yan were already exhausted and collapsed on their horses.
One of the three of them was lying on the back of the horse. His lips were white, his eyes were sunken, and he had lost a lot of weight.
"Monkey, how far is it? Look at the map!"
Zhao Ming's voice was dry, and his throat felt burning when he spoke.
"Zhao...Master Zhao, we are probably arriving soon. The map here...is not very easy to use..."
The monkey was already thin, but now it really looked like a skinny monkey. After running for a long distance, the hair was almost blown away by the wind.
There are only a few sparse hairs on the head that are swaying in the wind, and I don't know when they will be blown away.
"Batu! Do you know how far it is?" Zhao Ming turned to look at the man walking at the front.
This man was wearing very fresh and shabby clothes, with a wolf skin hanging around his waist, and his skin was extremely dark.
However, he is the strongest one in the team right now. Not to mention his fatty muscles, his skin has an oily sheen, a typical local characteristic.
Hearing this, he slowed down his horse slightly, took out a leather bag from the horse's belly bag, poured a few mouthfuls of it into it, and suffocated the donkey.
Mentao Donkey is a kind of strong liquor on the grassland. It is actually a light-flavored high-strength liquor brewed from pure grains.
This thing is also called thyme.
Zhao Ming tasted it and it tasted really good, but it was quite strange. I was really not used to it when I drank it for the first time.
Over sixty degrees, really high.
Batu took a sip of wine and looked vaguely into the distance and then at the sky. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He didn't know whether he was feeling the direction of the wind or the smell in the wind.
After a long while, he smiled and said, "My friend, right away! We'll be there soon!"
Hearing this, everyone was speechless for a while, and the corners of Zhao Ming's mouth twitched.
This Batu was the guide arranged by the Zhangjiakou office. After all, it was the first time for them to come to the grassland. Without a local to guide them, it would be easy to get lost.
It's just that this guy is not very reliable. Every time I ask, he almost always gives the same answer. This is already the eighth time he has given the same answer.
