Chapter 6 Zhong Ming Ding Food
Yan Bei and others marched in Youzhou, with a clear purpose, pretending to be businessmen and guards from Zhuo County, and traveling north on the road. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Although there was a carriage that slowed down the march a little, it was several times faster than on foot, not to mention that the carriage was driven by four horses, and the journey was extremely smooth.
From Zhuo County to Ji County, take the road when Tao Qian Lao'er came, and then move northeast to Yuyang County, this place is very familiar to the Yan family's group of tiger and wolf people, it is extremely easy to find familiar blacksmiths in Yuyang County, so that they have the opportunity to recast all the ring swords and Han swords on their bodies, but in this kind of place, Tao Qian's armor and ring knife must not be shown.
A group of outlaws rested in Yuyang County for two days and two nights, and at this time, the news of the murder of the outgoing Youzhou assassin Shi Taoqian was still not discovered.
said that it was rest, in fact, a group of yellow turban men each hugged the orchid girl of Yuyang County and slept fullly, drinking enough to eat meat, which was Yanbei's consistent reward for treating his loyal subordinates who worked hard for him.
More than a dozen men lived a life like a real emperor in the past two days, and spent more than 60,000 yuan in the blink of an eye, and the few pieces of gold cakes that Yanbei brought out from Yan's Wu Fort were spent penny after replacing some of the salt and water needed outside the north, and the wealth of their group at this time was only five gold cakes looted from Tao Qian's convoy, but he had his own way.
In two years, Yanbei gathered the wealth of an ordinary generation of powerful people in Youzhou, and although most of them were disgraceful, they still could not offset his amazing talent as a businessman...... He spent a lot of money in Yuyang to buy a small three-legged copper tripod and a small amount of iron pots for Han people to cook and eat, as well as a beautifully shaped copper barbecue basin, as well as some essential gadgets that Han children liked...... Of course, smuggling swords was a more lucrative job, but he never sold those things.
Although he was not a scholar, he longed for the next generation to become scholars, and scholars all had their own conduct, so he also had them.
There were times of war between Han and Hu, and he didn't want any weapon in the hands of Hu Ren to cut into his Han brothers in this era of constant troubles.
After purchasing money and property into a small amount of goods, the group continued to the north, passing through the walls of the Han border and walking through the desert for more than fifty miles, and they finally saw the real transit place, the land of the Wuhuan people.
In this day and age, it is necessary to know two countries at the same time, and it is a good fellow to be a businessman, although this profession is also dangerous.
He knew where the Han city wall was weakly guarded, and he also knew where the tribes of the Xianbei people and Wuhuan people would settle in the vast grassland in this season when the grass was yellow and the horses were thin.
This road, he has gone from his youth to the present, and he has been lost many times, so he naturally knows the road.
They were greeted by billowing dust and bright bronze swords and bows brought up by the fierce cavalry of this small tribe of Wuhuan in bronze armor.
"Erlang, with such a copper armor, you say I can split several layers with one knife?" Jiang Jin held his head high on the horse, holding the handle of the knife in one hand and the reins in the other, looking unstoppable, he turned his head and crooked his mouth and laughed quietly: "Why don't we slaughter them and go to the next tribe with bows, arrows and horses?" ”
This is only a small tribe of Wuhuan, and it is found that their escort cavalry is only more than ten years, but there are already slaves running to the tribe to deliver messages.
Yan Bei glanced at Jiang Jin angrily, took a horse whip to push Jiang Jin and Wang Yi who were guarding in front of him, rode forward to say hello in skilled Wuhuan language, and shouted to the Wuhuan cavalry: "I am a merchant from the Han land, I don't come here to fight, I just want to exchange some items." ”
Their horse team of twenty people, only Jiang Jin and Wang Yi, two guys wearing iron armor, have the bottom in their hearts, the leather armor can't prevent bows and arrows, and the broken thing shoots an arrow and a blood hole on the body, unless it is not strong, at most two arrows will go down and run with the strength of blood, and after half a pillar of incense, a good man can not even ride a horse.
The Wuhuan cavalry was surprised by this group of Han people who could speak the Wuhuan language, it was not strange that the Wuhuan people could speak Chinese, but the Han people could speak the Wuhuan language?
He took it for granted that this group of people was a man who grew up on the grassland.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yi stepped forward to talk with him, he used to do the Yan family's horse trading business in Saibei, although most of the time it was stealing horses or robbing horses, but for this kind of technical activity like exploring and taking things, Yanbei has always paid attention to thieves and not going empty, often buying some gadgets from the Han land and selling them into the tribe for some money and then stealing horses.
Speaking of which, Wang Yi still has more contact with the Wuhuan people in the group, of course, not to contact the tribes here, but to know more about the Wuhuan people's way of life.
On the contrary, the Wuhuan tribe they visited often could not survive the fierce competition for the horse farm in the second year.
There was Wang Yi's conversation, and after a short time, he negotiated with the Wuhuan guards, and he took two people to bring goods into the tribe to buy and sell, and the rest of the people found a piece of land outside the tribe to rest.
Yan Bei and Wang Yi took a guard into the tribe to sell, and Jiang Jin took people to rest outside on horseback.
Of course, no one will put down their weapons in their hands, whether it is Wuhuan or Jiang Jin, and they are all ready to rush to the other party's camp to burn and loot at any time.
The iron pot cooked by the Han people and the bronze barbecue pot for barbecue meat are in demand outside the plug, and these tribal adults can't make an iron pot with the strength of the whole clan, as for the bronze barbecue pot is sold to their tribal chiefs or Wuhuan nobles, and most of his barbecue methods are soaked in wood and wear the whole sheep on the fire, which is far less exquisite than the Han people's food.
As for the bronze three-legged tripod, Yanbei gave it to him as a gift when he met with the chief of this tribe.
This kind of thing, even in the Han land, is a status symbol, and it is exactly the right time to give it to the Wuhuan chieftain for sacrifice.
Xiaoding's size is not big, even smaller than a boiling pot, in the Han land, it is probably a first-class title of scholar doctor can be used for cooking, but the Wuhuan people don't pay attention to these, as long as they look at the atmosphere.
In recent years, the Wuhuan people have often plundered the Han land, in addition to a large number of animal skins and bones in their hands, there are also a lot of goods plundered by the Han land, which were all exchanged by Yanbei.
From leopard skin wolf skin to sheepskin dog skin, Yan Bei changed two boxes, and in addition, the value of sixteen gold was agreed upon after the exchange of the things he brought.
"No, I don't want sixteen pounds, you just need to give me ten gold cakes...... I have a request, though. Yan Bei smiled and said to the Karasuma nobleman in front of him: "I want the best gold cake, ten pieces." ”
In the Han Dynasty, the general goods were big money, and in a few years they would become small money privately minted by Dong Zhuo, and in addition, gold was also used as hard currency, and one gold was enough to replace 10,000 big money in peacetime.
The so-called one gold is a piece of gold cake, and the unit of measurement of gold cake is catties. In other words, one gold is really a pound of gold.
The Karasuma nobles didn't understand Yanbei's requirements, but he was even more happy to do so, and immediately called the slaves in the tribe to offer ten pieces of gold cakes with the best quality, which were pocketed by Yanbei, in addition to leaving Yanbei and his party to stay in the tribe at night to participate in the wine banquet.
However, Yanbei did not have this Yaxing, and after refusing, he accepted a few bags of Karasuma wine sent by the Karasuma nobles, which was not delicious but warmed up, and was born from the wine-making process of the Han people, except that the taste and turbidity were worse than the Han wine, but it was a good thing in the wild.
The temperature of the grassland and desert during the day and at night is quite different, and some spirits warm up to block the cold wind that howls by.
Pushing the cart loaded with animal skins and karsuma wine, Yanbei and Wang Yi left the tribe with ten gold cakes belonging to them in excellent condition, and saw Jiang Jin lying on the ground from a distance while listening to what the entourage was talking about, sketching on the ground with a horsewhip, and seeing Yan Bei riding with Karasuma by his side, he scratched the traces on the ground with his feet without a trace, and greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Go now or rest a little longer?"
Yan Bei and Wang Yi looked at each other and smiled.
Leaving now shows that there are too many samurai in the tribe, and the stables are well guarded, and neither one makes it impossible for them to do a second business.
After a short rest, it was said that the temptation was almost over, and the tribe could do it, and for the next two days they would leave the place and return lightly, whether they were set on fire or killed, and all the cattle in the stables and cattle and sheep pens should be released to spread all over the grassland, and they would take away the strongest horses.
The Wuhuan people would not keep an eye on them for a few horses, but would often scatter all their hands to chase the lost cattle and sheep, and then the rest of the group would rush into the tribe and take whatever they could.
Their usual tricks.
This time was an exception, though.
"Let's go now." Yan Bei patted the cart that had unloaded the horses and drove into the small box, took out a bag of wine and smiled at Jiang Jin in Wuhuan language: "Lord Karasuma gave us a cart of fine wine, enough for us to enjoy on the road, so don't disturb the peace of the tribe here." ”
Jiang Jin kicked the grass under his feet a little bored, and the iron shoes collided with a crisp sound, "That's it, I want to rest for a while." ”
Yan Bei smiled, didn't pay attention to him anymore, and opened his hand and shouted: "Brothers, put the horse on the cart, let's go!" ”
In the final analysis, Yan Erlang's prestige has been established since three years ago, and only he has the highest official position in the group, and he is the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, not to mention that after the three generals died one after another, they fled all the way back to Youzhou with their group and re-established their lives.
Immediately, the halter cart was put on the horse, but in an hour, a regular caravan came and went like the wind, disappeared into the grassland, and galloped away in the direction of the setting sun.
"Erlang, I'm optimistic about the terrain, there aren't many guards on their periphery, it's definitely easy to touch them, is it because of the guards inside them?"
After walking only five miles away, Jiang Jin couldn't hold back his horse and walked to Yanbei's side and muttered quietly: "I still want to snatch our Ding back, damn it, Lao Tzu has never eaten Ding, just give it to a Hu man!" It's not going to go your way! ”
"He treats me as a businessman, and we treat him as a horse thief, but this Wuhuan tribe treats us as a guest, and drinks other people's wine, where can we set fire to other people's houses and be that evil guest?" Yan Bei tapped Jiang Jin's helmet with a horsewhip and said with a smile: "Do you remember what I said when we first arrived in Youzhou three years ago?" At that time, I said, give Yan someone two years, let each of you be a meat eater, Yan did not break his promise. ”
"It's the same this time, go to Jizhou to join Wang Yi's brother, and wait for Yan to give him another two years!" Yanbei hit his horse up, and suddenly stationed in Ma Langsheng said to a group of fighting men who were blinded by the Saibei hunting wind: "As long as our lives are still alive, I will teach the brothers to eat every day!" ”