"One two one, one two one..."
"Everyone follow me and get ready to sing!"
"Unity is strength! This strength is iron! This strength is steel! Harder than iron, stronger than steel..."
In the winter, there is heavy snow!
The soldiers were shirtless, running and singing while carrying logs on the snowy plains.
Song Che stood on the city wall with his hands behind his hands, letting the wind and snow hit his face but not feeling the cold at all. The energy of the universe was hidden between his brows, and his eyes had the power to penetrate the world. He looked at the wind and snow thousands of miles away with a smile, and held thousands of miles of rivers and mountains with his hands.
How can you not be proud if you have a good plan, a great ambition, and a gift from heaven?
"This military song taught by Mr. Bai makes me feel full of strength when I sing it!"
Gao Chen tied his headband and changed into a light military uniform. With a few drops of sweat on his forehead, he walked up to the city wall with a smile.
Song Che smiled and said: "Master Gao, you are lazy again. I ran ten laps, but you retreated after two laps."
Gao Chen waved his hands and sighed: "Hey, if I were twenty years younger, I would definitely be able to finish the race with them. Now the years are making people grow old and they can't run anymore."
"Master Gao, I come today to say goodbye to you."
Before Song Che finished speaking, Gao Chen's expression changed drastically and he grabbed his arm: "But what's wrong with the poor reception in the military camp?"
Song Che patted the back of Gao Chen's hand and said, "Mr. Gao, please don't misunderstand me. I have designed a weapon that I want to develop at the Chuzhou Ordnance Institute. The military is currently on hold, so I plan to go there in person."
Gao Chen breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I will send a small team to escort you back to Chuzhou."
Song Che shook his head slightly and took off the mask on his face, "As of now, Mr. Bai has left the military camp, and Song has resumed his identity as a businessman."
Gao Chen understood and didn't say much.
"Coco, let's go."
Song Che called the girl carrying the baggage to come down the city wall.
When he came to the post house, he rented a carriage, hired a driver, and drove out of the city.
"Sir, are you a businessman?" the coachman asked.
Song Che should be.
"Then you're not in a hurry, are you?" the coachman asked again.
Song Che said there was no rush.
The coachman said: "Then let's wait for a moment at the city gate. Generally speaking, we have an unwritten rule when traveling in Yancheng. In order to ensure safety on the road, everyone consciously waits in front of the city gate and waits for three or five teams to go together. .”
It is reasonable to hug each other for warmth and do business together.
Anyway, it would take a day and a night to get back to Chuzhou quickly, so I was not in a hurry. There were many people, it was safe and lively, so Song Che readily agreed.
The driver drove the carriage to the city gate and waited for about half an hour. Three or four caravans gathered, most of them small salt traders.
"Hey, sir, I'm lucky enough to be able to go with the Chu family's caravan today," the coachman suddenly said.
Song Che opened the curtain and saw a large team of about twenty people slowly walking out of Yancheng, led by the familiar carriage.
Is this fate?
Song Che asked with a smile: "What? Can you still get some benefits by following the Chu family?"
"There are many benefits." The coachman said: "There are many Chu family members, and the more men know how to fist and kick, follow them, and safety is guaranteed. Moreover, the Chu family are generous. Sometimes we eat together and drink broth. What's more, Mrs. Chu is as beautiful as a fairy, with a stunning appearance. Who dares to say bad things about walking with a beauty?"
Song Che smiled and said, "It's indeed not bad."
After waiting for a while, everyone was probably thinking about Mrs. Chu's appearance. A group of seven or eight caravans, as well as some travelers to Chuzhou, were also waiting in the group. There were seventy or eighty people in total.
"Jingle Bell……"
As soon as the bell rang, the caravan set off.
The Chu family caravan usually takes the lead, followed by the rest of the vendors.
Coco lay on the car window, with her eyes wide open, looking endlessly curious at the outside world.
Doing business in the snow is not boring, but there are always a few chatterboxes that can make it interesting.
"Oh, in the past, when we were transporting salt, the bodyguards would be wary of us. Now we can move freely, and we no longer have to worry about being robbed by Japanese pirates."
"Speaking of which, this is all thanks to Commander Bai. If he hadn't come up with a clever plan, how could we have trapped those Japanese pirates who killed a thousand swords in Longkou Mountain?"
"Hey, speaking of which, have you ever seen Commander Bai?"
"I was lucky enough to catch a glimpse of him on the day of the victory. He was riding a donkey, with a big white face, a purple hairpin on his head, and exquisite boots on his feet. There was a glow surrounding his head three feet, and a golden light shining three inches behind him. He really looked like a floating figure. The floating people are like immortals, and the frost flowers fall from the sky."
"No wonder we were able to defeat the Japanese pirates. It turned out to be gods descending to earth."
"Hey, I've heard people who know his true appearance say that Mr. Bai has ears hanging down from his shoulders, a forehead as big as a bowl, and a pair of crane eyes, but he is different from ordinary people!"
"But I heard that Mr. Bai is actually a woman pretending to be..."
…
Song Che himself didn't even know that in just a few days, it was rumored that he was in "a complete mess".
"That's not true!" Coco got half of her body out of the car window and shouted loudly to the group of businessmen: "Mr. Bai, he is gentle, tall and tall, and he is so handsome!"
"Little girl, have you seen Mr. Bai?"
"I--"
Song Che pulled Coco back, shook his head and said with a smile: "The world just made it up, there is no need to take it seriously."
The ancients had a narrow cognition, especially the people living in the market. They listened to the bragging of storytellers and believed it as truth.
Anyway, along the way, we talked about astronomy and geography, Arabian Nights, strange stories, and even drank too much warm-up wine and sang loudly. The various forms of folk traffickers and lackeys can be seen.
The road is slippery in the snow and you can't go fast.
After walking for fifty or sixty miles, all the caravans settled down for the night in the autumn forest.
All the refugees in Qiu Feng Forest have been moved, but the shanties outside Qiu Feng Pavilion have not been dismantled, just for the business travelers to rest.
The business travelers teamed up with each other, and they were in a group of seven or eight people. Some went to collect firewood, and some set up a fire to cook the food they brought with them. The richer ones had dried meat, and the poorer ones cooked some rice porridge. Very generous and know how to share.
After a bumpy day, their buttocks were bruised. Song Che and Coco got off the carriage, and the enthusiastic coachman greeted them:
"Sir, if you don't mind, please sit with us."
"Then Song will be disrespectful."
Song Che and Coco sat down next to the fire. The rice porridge in the pot was already steaming. Everyone seemed to be in a tight situation. They each broke the big cakes into their bowls. The boss was the one who could take out the dried meat and eggs.
"Keke, take out the meat and cook it into the porridge. Let's eat together." Song Che greeted.
Coco took out an oil paper bag from the baggage, and opened it to reveal a pile of cooked venison. She tore the venison into diced pieces and threw them into the porridge to cook. Soon the meat was fragrant.
"Is this...venison?"
Even the people next to the fire smelled strange.
This piece of venison was obtained by slaughtering two deer under smoke when the army besieged Longkou Mountain. Otherwise, you might not be able to buy it with money in the cold winter.
"Look at this official's appearance, manners, and attire. They don't fit in with us sitting together."
"No, it's just that I have a brother who is a soldier in the army, and he accidentally shot a deer in Longkou Mountain, so I picked it up by the way."
Song Che pointed at the boiling meat porridge in the pot and greeted with a smile: "You're welcome, everyone. Eating venison nourishes the spleen and qi, warms the kidneys and strengthens the yang. It's just right for this long cold night."
All the business travelers were laughing and sharing the meat soup.
Looking at the Chu family's caravan, although they also lit a bonfire and sat together, Ning Yehong didn't get out of the car. She hadn't gotten out of the car all day. Do people who practice martial arts really don't have to pee?
"My guest, you are also looking forward to Mrs. Chu, aren't you?" The driver's round eyes were full of laughter.
