Because we were on a business trip, we moved very fast this time. We covered one hundred and eighty miles in one day, and this was with a baggage truck.
From Yang Qian's initial resistance to the end, he still couldn't escape the law of true fragrance.
After getting tired of sitting, knowing that Cao Wushuang refused to leave, Yang Gan became angry and leaned directly on her, planning to leave by himself after she couldn't bear it anymore.
Unexpectedly, she didn't say anything and even adjusted her posture to make herself more comfortable. Yang Gan was immediately helpless.
"so comfortable."
Bellica looked at the two of them and then at Krisna, "There seems to be something wrong with Miss Cao."
Krisna said depressedly, "Well, he is very good at fighting. Even if he is interested in Yang Gan, it is fine. The strong men from all countries here can have many women."
"Besides, I seem to have really fallen in love with Yang Gan. He is much gentler than the men over there, and he doesn't have the bad habits of men in this country, where he looks down on women."
"I don't care, Krisna, are you really willing to share a man with me?" Belika told her her thoughts for the first time.
Krisna smiled and said, "The two of us are still so clear about each other?"
The two women showed expressions that both you and I understand.
Don't think that women are very reserved. In fact, women's needs are more than six times that of men.
As the sky became darker and darker, Ran Jing rode over and said, "Your Majesty, there is a village nearby. We can camp near it."
Yang Gan looked at the sky, nodded and said, "Go and make arrangements. Remember not to disturb the people. Say hello to the farmers in Zhuangzi."
"No~~!"
Ran Jing ordered a few soldiers and ran towards Zhuangzi.
It didn't take a while to communicate. It was the first time for everyone in Zhuangzi to see such a well-equipped army.
There were also many children who kept pointing at the rhinoceros. It was probably the first time they saw such a huge beast, and they were curious and a little scared.
Just as everyone was setting up camp, Ran Jing came over with a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had a particularly burly figure. Under Ran Jing's guidance, he cupped his hands in front of Yang Gan and said, "Greetings, sir."
Yang Qian nodded in return and said calmly, "Are you the manager here? What can I do?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head with a humble look on his face, "Sir, I heard that you are from Yuntong. I wonder if you have any coarse salt? Can you sell some to Zhuangzi?"
"How much do you want?"
"Not much, maybe five buckets is enough."
Yang Qian understood that this time he had brought enough supplies. Five buckets or half a stone was evenly distributed, so there was no problem.
"Ran Jing sold him five dou."
"Your Majesty, what's the price?"
"Just give them the lowest coarse salt price on the market."
After hearing what Yang Gan said, the middle-aged man followed Ran Jing excitedly towards the baggage truck.
Logically speaking, salt blocks are generally carried when marching and fighting, but Yang Gan feels that salt blocks are not very friendly to the volume ratio of luggage. If you replace them with fine salt, the same space can hold at least about one-third more.
When the middle-aged man saw that the salt bag contained fine salt, he showed an expression of ecstasy. This thing is a rare commodity here, and ordinary landowners and squires are reluctant to buy it.
Don't think that Yuntong County is prosperous in business. If the caravans don't come here, it will be in vain.
At this moment, a weak figure flashed past Yang Gan.
At this time a soldier's voice sounded.
"Huh? Where does this little brat dare to steal military rations?"
A person who can enter the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry must be at least 180cm tall. He has quick eyesight and quick hands to grab the freshly heated can, but when a weak figure pulls him, he staggers and almost falls.
"Oh, why did your kid escape?"
Seeing such a thing happening, the middle-aged man immediately became anxious. Holding the salt bag in his arms, he ran out towards the weak figure.
The robbed soldier walked directly into Zhuangzi, and Yang Gan said displeasedly, "Forget it."
The soldier was stunned and immediately replied, "No."
He walked toward the stove with his head covered.
Looking at the depressed middle-aged man, he asked, "Who was that kid just now?"
"Alas~~!"
The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Sir, this child is also a poor person. Last year, there were refugees passing through Zhuangzi. Fortunately, there were not many people, otherwise there would be a case of refugees snatching food."
"We in Zhuangzi also organized young people and built wooden walls, but the refugees were very strange. Instead of attacking our Zhuangzi, they headed towards Yuntong County. This is really strange."
When the middle-aged man saw this scene, he was also puzzled.
Yang Qian knew clearly that he knew about this and took care of the border himself.
"After we tore down the wooden wall, we found five people dead near the big tree outside. But this little guy was lucky. He was just dying of hunger. After everyone discussed it, we took him in."
Yang Qian pinched his chin and said with a smile, "It's a good thing. I think your village is not small. It should be no problem to raise a child."
The middle-aged man said with a sad face, "Sir, you don't know something. Although this child is as skinny as a monkey, he is actually very good at eating. One meal can be worth two strong men."
Yang Gan's eyes lit up, abnormality is a monster, no matter people or things, only mediocre people will be ordinary, but all strange people will have something different from ordinary people.
"How old is he?"
The middle-aged man shook his head.
"Male or female?"
The middle-aged man still shook his head.
"You know the name, right?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and said helplessly, "He doesn't like to talk, and you can't tell from his voice, but the mess he made must be a boy, as girls all like to be clean."
"Then how strong is he?"
The middle-aged man pondered for a while and suddenly said, "I remembered it. When I first came in, I didn't know it, but one time, the stone roller in Aunt Wang's house fell down, and that boy happened to be there."
"When we thought we were going to hit him, we didn't expect that he pushed hard and pushed the stone roller away. We were all anxious. After checking, it turned out that he was fine, except that his arm was slightly bruised."
As the middle-aged man spoke, Yang Qian's eyes gradually lit up.
"Can I take this child away?" Yang Qian said calmly.
Although the words were used for discussion, the firm tone in them was not something ordinary people could disobey.
The middle-aged man said, "Sir, don't worry, I'll let him go with you."
After speaking, he immediately walked towards the farm. Suddenly he stopped and turned around and said awkwardly, "Sir, although this boy is taciturn, after all, he has been raised for a year and everyone in the farm likes him. I hope you will treat him well."
Yang Gan smiled and said, "Don't worry, this kid is young and very strong. His talent will be buried here. Such strength is a blessing from God. After I take him away, I will feed him, clothe him, and teach him Read and write.”
"In a few years, he will be a great general who can make great contributions to our Daxia."
The middle-aged man solemnly handed over his hands and walked inside.
After a while, I saw a middle-aged man walking out with a child, followed by a lame village woman.
When he came to Yang Qian, the middle-aged man knelt down and warned him seriously.
"My child, this is a noble man. You will follow him from now on. You will be fed, clothed, and able to read and write."
The child's hair was disheveled. Although the clothes on his body were tattered, they were washed very clean. He was obviously well taken care of. There was also a yellow kitten on his shoulder.
The kitten looked half-grown, and looked as skinny as him.
The village woman next to him kept wiping her tears and warned him tirelessly.
At this time, the child raised his head and looked at Yang Qian, showing no timidity at all: "I want medicinal materials, copper and iron, and bows and arrows."
The middle-aged man and the village woman suddenly trembled in fear and immediately planned to kneel down, but were stopped by Yang Gan.
He asked with great interest, "What do you want these three things for?"
"Auntie needs medicinal herbs for her leg injury. Grandpa Li's plow is broken. It's best to repair it with copper and iron. Uncle's bow and arrow are broken. If you can't repair it, you won't be able to hunt."
Yang Gan looked at the two of them. The village woman's tears, which had been stopped, continued to fall.
"Why should I give it to them? Nothing can be obtained for nothing. Do you have money?" This little thing is nothing to Yang Gan.
But the child is still young, and it would not be good if he was spoiled. Pampering him would be like harming him.
The child shook his head and said in a very serious tone, "I have no money, but I have a life. I will listen to you. Is that enough?"
Yang Qian snorted heavily. Although he had seen too much of the cruelty of this world, there were still some things he couldn't accept.
"Ran Jing."
"The end will be here."
"Go, give the village woman ten portions of medicinal materials according to her wounds, and ten sets of bows and arrows. If there is no bronze, just give her five iron ingots."
Yang Gan touched his head, "Your life is not that cheap, I promise you."
"Then when are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow, we'll leave at dawn."
"Then I will still stay in Zhuangzi today. Oh, by the way, I want to take Xiao Huang with me."
Yang Gan asked curiously, "Who is Xiao Huang?"
The child pointed to the cat on his shoulder and said seriously, "It's Xiao Huang."
Yang Qian grinned, "Okay, come over tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, oh, bring your little yellow with you."
"Um."
As he spoke, he retreated behind the middle-aged man blankly. After the middle-aged man and the village woman asked someone to come over to take the supplies, they thanked him profusely.
A pair of good bows is not cheap. Ten of them at once is no different than making a fortune. The important thing is that these are not hunting bows. They are for military use. In terms of quality, lifespan and power, they can surpass hunting bows for eighteen years.
Yang Gan returned to the camp, and Ran Jingqi asked, "General, does this kid have any special talents?"
Yang Qian thought for a while and said, "It seems that he is born with supernatural powers. He is still young and there is still room for cultivation. Moreover, he is calm and composed. Most children cannot be so calm in front of me."
"By the way, if you meet any talents in the future, you can recommend them. I'm really hungry for talents right now."
"Then Your Majesty, what are the standards for recommending people?"
Yang Qian recalled the plan in his mind and said, "It's very simple. You have skills and an upright heart."
"Integrity of heart?"
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