These days, few people travel more than ten kilometers from home, let alone the harsh winter ahead.
There were very few warm months in Ursus in 1093, and most of the seasonal plants had only time to grow before being harvested. Many people had no choice but to find ways to get food from the south, hoping that the next summer would come earlier.
"I'm a wandering doctor and don't mind traveling a little more."
"It will be more difficult for the caravan to bring one more person..."
Zhou Jinru smiled and took out a few Victoria gold pounds from his pocket. The caravan man's eyes widened. He quietly held the money in his palm and coughed slightly: "If you are the only one, it's not impossible. I You have to tell the team leader and if he agrees, that’s fine. If he doesn’t, I’ll give it back to you.”
After a while, the caravan man came over with another man. This was a slightly fat middle-aged man. Like most people, his ethnic characteristics were Ursus. He looked at Zhou Jinru carefully.
"Hello, I am Peter, the leader of this caravan. I heard from Little Andre that you want to follow the caravan to other settlements?"
This is a young-looking man with no racial characteristics in his appearance. He may be Liboli. His ear feathers are hidden in his hat and his arms have not turned into wings. However, wandering doctors are not very common in Ursus because of their living environment. It was so hard.
Zhou Jinru nodded: "Yes, he is right. I do want to leave here. Ursus has a vast country. If you only stay in one place in your life, you will miss many interesting people and things."
It sounds okay. Young people at this age are restless about the status quo, want to prove themselves, and like to make troubles... Peter nodded slightly, and he remembered that he seemed to be like this when he was young.
"What do you call me, young sir?"
"Thomas, or Mr. Four."
Peter took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and held it in his mouth. He lit a fire and said vaguely: "Are you not from Ursus?"
"I'm from Victoria."
"Then you have traveled far enough. Can I see your ID?"
Zhou Jinru naturally took out the medical certificate from the lining of his coat and handed it to Peter. The latter flipped through two pages and saw a stack of gold pounds sandwiched inside. He raised his little eyes and glanced at the young man, and then handed the certificate back to Peter. he.
Peter took a long drag on his cigarette and blinked: "Welcome to join the Chamber of Commerce's caravan. We will set off in the evening. Don't forget, Mr. Thomas."
Watching the caravan leader twisting his fat body away, Zhou Jinru returned to his temporary residence alone. From the day he received education, he knew that using money to clear the way was a shortcut to success.
The Ursus people live in the cold north. In addition to mobile cities rich in resources, they attach great importance to actual interests, which can even be described as greedy. Victoria, as the number one power in Terra, has the purchasing power of gold pounds in the north. The empire is very powerful, and there is no room for him not to be tempted.
However, after Zhou Jinru threw all his supplies to the integration movement, his gold pound savings dropped to double digits again.
…
In the evening, Zhou Jinru walked towards the caravan carrying a tattered backpack. His departure was expected by all the villagers. After all, a wandering doctor would not stay in one place for too long. Some people came to say goodbye, some looked on with cold eyes, and some People asked him if he would come back again.
Zhou Jinru often stays in different areas of a country, but rarely returns to the places he has visited. After leaving this time, there is a high probability that he will not come back again.
After the caravan counted the number of people, it set off again, and the new young people who joined were assigned to a carriage containing herbs.
For merchants, short positions mean losses. The herbs they purchase locally will become popular goods in the next area, and even if they are bad, they can even out the cost.
"Mr Thomas, I heard you are from Victoria, tell us a story about that country."
A group of people sat around the fire, and the strange wandering doctor became the focus of people's attention. In many Ursus' traditional impressions, Victoria was full of insidious and cunning films, good at deceiving and playing word games.
While eating, Zhou Jinru took the opportunity to chat and told the caravan members a story about how a young and powerful tribal girl became a famous general. Of course, the story was not finished and stopped at the most fascinating key point.
One of the Ussians said with a strange tone: "Mr. Thomas, the main reason why you study medicine is because you are often beaten, right?"
Zhou Jinru was stunned for two seconds. He said that Ursus people were bad-tempered and vulgar, but he didn't expect to reply with such high emotional intelligence.
All I can say is that fragmentation is an art.
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In late October 1093, the caravan approached a settlement. When the front row of carriages reached the outskirts, it slowly stopped.
"What's going on?" Peter hurried to the front and asked loudly.
"Boss, something's not right. When we took this road before, there were people standing guard at the wooden houses in front of us. Today, there are none."
Peter had walked this road many times and rarely had any accidents, but at this moment, he actually had a bad feeling.
Generally speaking, there are many more people in medium and large settlements than in villages, and there will be relatively more sentries set up to guard against gangsters and raging beasts.
For some reason, not a single sentry post was seen in this settlement, and even the sentry post was deserted.
Peter asked again and again: "Are you sure there is no one inside?"
"No," the caravan man shook his head repeatedly, "Nothing."
"Is there some kind of ethnic festival going on?"
The remote areas of Ursus do not rule out this possibility.
"We did not observe smoke from inside the settlement from a distance, not even cooking smoke. Could it be that the place has been abandoned?"
No smoke...
Peter chewed over the guy's guess and rolled his eyes: "Have all the carriages stop and turn around, and the back row will be the front row. A few more people will come with me. Come in with me and take a look. Maybe it is abandoned, but I don't know where the people are. Where have you gone?"
This was the first time in his career that this happened, but this trade route was relatively safe and there were almost no vicious incidents. How could this happen?
"What happened?"
Peter raised his head and sighed: "It turns out to be Mr. Thomas. There is something wrong with the settlement ahead. I plan to go and take a look for myself."
Zhou Jinru glanced in the direction he pointed: "Let me follow you. I am also a wandering doctor after all. I know what to do in emergencies."
Upon hearing these words, Peter's heart sank.
Despite his youth, Thomas has extensive experience in wilderness survival and emergency medical care, and is good at observing details that are easily overlooked.
