The cold wind also made the sleeping man in the tent shiver, wrapped the felt on his body a little tighter, and muttered in his mouth. Fan Caibao snorted, not only did he not put the felt back, but stood at the door of the tent and pulled the felt and opened the hole a little wider.

After a while, he lowered the felt curtain and walked out with his sleeves on.

It was still dark outside, but there was already some light, and I could make out something vaguely.

It was a flat open space, about ten or so square feet, and the open space was covered with large and small tents, like the tents that Fan Caibao came out, there were still about twenty or thirty tents, and in the center of these tents, there was a circle of larger tents. And in the palace of this circle of tents, there is a big tent.

This tent is three or five times larger than the one they live in, two zhang square, one zhang five or six feet high, and the material is obviously better.

Looking at the big tent, a complex light flashed in Fan Caibao's eyes, and there was fear, hatred, and anger in it. But the look was fleeting, and then the numbness on his face returned.

This is where the Fan family camped.

In the middle was an open space with a radius of thirty or forty meters, and in addition to the tents, there was a simple stable set up on the east side, and from there came a burst of neighing horses. And around the clearing, there was a circle of carts. At this time, it can be seen that these big cars have a hook in front of and behind the car, and they are hooked together at this time. These cars were not small, they were six or seven feet tall, and hundreds of large carts were connected to each other in front and back, forming two lines of defense inside and outside, just like two solid car walls, which protected the camp solidly.

And on the wall of this car, there are guards walking back and forth with knives.

Just looking at this camp, the Fan family is much more spacious than Dong Ce's side.

This is also a matter of course, after all, the Fan family is far away, maybe it will take a few months, there are many cars, there are many people, and there are many materials to bring, so it is natural to prepare more properly.

Although it was still very early at this time, the Fan family's camp was already alive.

In those tents that were slightly larger, the caravan guards in black clothes and black pants were already yawning and walking out of the eight masters, maybe they had been holding their urine all night, and many people directly pulled down their pants and sprinkled hot urine on the open space. Suddenly, the camp was filled with the smell of urine.

When they had finished urinating, the guards walked to the smaller tents, which were populated by the drivers and the men who accompanied the car.

Seeing a guard walking towards the tent he had just come out of, Fan Caibao had a snicker on his face.

Sure enough, as soon as the guard entered, there was a burst of shouting, screaming, and thumping inside.

Apparently, someone was beaten.

Soon, the guard kicked out all the people in the tent, and Fan Caibao quickly turned around and left, for fear that they would see him.

Fan Caibao is a guy who accompanied the caravan, and he said that he was a man, but in fact he was a miscellaneous man. They carried goods in a complicated manner, and when they left the camp in the evening, they were responsible for setting up tents, waiting for the horses, cutting firewood, fetching water for fire, and cooking pots. And in the morning they had to pack up their things, wait on the horses, load the carts, and put away the tents......

They were the lowest group of people in the caravan. The coachmen were only in charge of the chariots, the caravan guards were only in charge of showing off their might, and they had to do all the dirty and hard work.

Fan Caibao mixed a large pot of beans and carried it to the stable, he was responsible for serving these horses, but he didn't have to cook or anything. The most unlucky ones who cook have to go far to find water and dig ice to bring it back. If the water source is far away or the ice is not very smooth, and it is late to cook when you come back, and it delays the meals of those guards, it will be a beating.

Fan Caibao carefully fed the horses with bean fodder and forage.

He had a dark complexion, some signs of wind and frost on his face, and some more stubble on his chin, but he could still see that he was not very old.

In fact, Fan Caibao is only seventeen this year.

Fan Caibao was born as a tenant of the Fan family.

It is a tenant, not a slave, and not a child.

In fact, although the reputation of the children born in the family is not very good, and it is impossible to say that the children and grandchildren will not be able to raise their heads to see people for several lifetimes, if they can stand up to the head of a wealthy family, then life is really good.

And the tenants are different, no matter whose tenants it is, whether you are a tenant in the imperial village or a tenant of a small landlord in the countryside, in fact, the days are almost the same.

In particular, the Fan family is still a master who does not treat tenants very well.

From Fan Caibao's grandfather's generation, their family is the tenant of the Fan family, renting fifteen acres of land, and there is not a single acre of water.

Fan Caibao's grandparents lived a good life, although the rent of the Fan family was very heavy, but the harvest was not bad that year, in addition to paying the rent, there were still some things left, a little money to spare. Relying on saving for many years, Fan Caibao married his father and his daughter-in-law, and had Fan Caibao.

But the further back on, the harder the days become.

There has been no rain for many years, and the harvest in the field is getting less and less, and sometimes even there is no harvest, but the rent of the Fan family is very small. Although the Fan family is not an official government, it is more fierce than the official government, and in the Fan family's mansion, there is a private prison, as long as there are people who can't pay the rent, they will be immediately caught in prison and beaten for the first time.

Many people went in and didn't get out again.

As the saying goes, human life is a matter of heaven, but human life is really nothing in the eyes of the Fan family.

Zhangjiakou Fort and the surrounding military forts have no county commanders and other officials in charge of the people, only military generals, and the surrounding large areas of land belong to the Fan family, and the Fan family's power there is almost not weaker than the government. Those generals let the Fan family feed them well, even if someone goes to cry out for injustice, no one cares. And whoever dares to shout grievances, just wait, without three or five days, will be unlucky.

Over time, no one cried out anymore, they all endured it.

Many families can't survive anymore, some hang themselves, some jump into wells, and some men in some families beat the Fan family to death, and the women and children are sold to other places as slaves. All kinds of misery, and so on.

Fan Caibao's family is stronger, his father is a good master in the field, although the harvest is not good every year, but under his careful service, there is still some output. And his second uncle is a guy from a grain store in the Fan family, with diligent hands and feet, and a sweet mouth, which is very liked by the shopkeeper. He worked in the grain store, so that the family's rent was free, and he was given silver every month, and his life was very comfortable. He and Fan Caibao's father have a deep brotherly relationship, so every time he takes out some money to help him, Fan Caibao's family price is tight, but he finally survives.

Among the tenants of the Fan family, as long as they can do things in the Fan family's store, they can be regarded as having a good way out.

But then there was that incident, and his second uncle couldn't keep either toe, and it was difficult to walk, let alone do things. According to the rules of the Fan family, he can find a descendant to take over his errand, but his second uncle only has one daughter, so it is logical that this errand falls on Fan Caibao's head.

However, if you want to take over and go to the store to do things, you have to agree to a steward of the Fan family who specializes in this matter. Fan Caibao's second uncle and father went to the steward to talk several times, and at first they let them in, but later they called out directly when they saw the two. The two families totaled and scraped together a gift of ten taels of silver to ask for a meeting, but the money was accepted, but the person still didn't see it.

In the end, they just don't let go.

Finally one day, Fan Caibao took his mother with him, and this time, it took a long time to come back.

Although his mother is almost forty, she is a, and she is very beautiful. After the two came back that time, Fan Caibao knew what his mother had paid to make him do this errand.

From that day until Fan Caibao set off with the caravan, it was only two months of hard work, and Father Fan, who had never beaten a woman before, beat his mother eight times.

That steward is Fan Jienian in the big tent not far away.

Fan Caibao slammed his fist on the wooden beam of the stable, making a bang, and just as a guard passed by outside, he glared and scolded: "Are you fucking looking for death?" Shocked, Ma Laozi can't kill you! ”

Fan Caibao hurriedly bowed his waist, his face was full of smiles, and he nodded again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the little one is blurry, don't dare anymore." Your adult has a lot of ......"

The guard glared at him fiercely, snorted, and turned to leave.

The Fan family has been doing business outside the customs for a long time, and there are several caravans to leave the customs almost every year, so they have accumulated a lot of experience. The guys in the caravan do their jobs and know what they have to do, and they are very efficient. Few people spoke, and they were all busy with the business at hand.

Even the guards of the caravans brought out their horses, fed them with fodder and beans, put on their belly belts and saddles, and walked around in preparation for a later journey.

That is, in less than an hour, when the sky is bright and the sun is rising, the caravan is ready. The carts were disassembled, and the suits were put on the horses, ready to set off at any time. The rice was already cooked, and bursts of aroma filled the air. Even the tents were dismantled and piled on top of the big cart.

Everyone stared at the big tent in the middle, waiting for the meal to start, and after eating, they could bury the ashes and set off. It was only at this time that Fan Jienian came out of the tent with a big yawn, he was disheveled, and he glanced out sleepily: "It's all ready?" Cheng, let's eat, what are you going to eat today? He asked naturally what he was eating, the two people who were guarding outside the tent, and the little hats in green shirts were all the sons of the family he brought, and when he heard the words, he hurriedly said: "Master, the preparation this morning was hasty, there are only three dishes, fat sausage, fish-flavored liver tip, beef soup, do you think it?" ”

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