The "villagers" don't want to talk to a little girl here, and Qin Gu has already put his mind on eating.

After tasting the food in each hour, I found that the level of appreciation of the color and aroma of the food has become higher.

This oil cake is really ordinary in terms of appearance, color and taste, and it is directly kneaded into the shape of a round cake and fried in the oil pan.

The shape of the kneading is not round, the thickness is uneven, it is not crispy or fluffy, and it also has a heavy smell of oil smoke and fermented sourness.

Picky, but it doesn't affect her appetite for eating.

Qin Gu's attitude towards life is: if you know that the conditions are limited and you have to eat food, hypocrisy will only embarrass yourself. I simply relaxed my mentality, even if it is not the most delicious existence in my memory, I can chew out another taste.

Qin Gu looked quite sven eating, but after a while, half of the large stack of oil cakes on the table was missing, and looking at her leisurely appearance, she was not supported at all.

The sound of horses' hooves drew nearer, and in an instant, a tall horse rushed out of the forest path.

Another one wears a hat and carries a broadsword on his back.

When he came near the teahouse, he tightened the reins so hard that he pulled the horse's head up, and there was a long neigh.

The man stopped his horse, turned over and jumped down, looked around the teahouse, and then tied the horse to a nearby tree at will, and turned and went straight to the teahouse.

Walk to the table on the other side, where there were originally two hat-bearers.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the tea shed became solemn and eerie.

Almost everyone pricked up their ears and kept an eye on the table. And the eyes have to deliberately look at the beans in front of them.

In fact, the three of them didn't make any sound, and several people just looked at each other, nodded, and completed the exchange.

A "villager" listened intently for a long time, but did not hear what they said, and couldn't help but look up cautiously...... The person next to him immediately made a look: Don't look over there, be careful of being discovered.

Qin Gu looked at the mime drama of the joint of the Jianghu people that was really staged in front of her eyes, which reminded her of an idiom - covering her ears and stealing the bell.

Oh, we all know each other, and that's why we're here for that: one who thinks they've got exclusive information and is secretive, and the rest of the people think they're pretending to be passers-by and sneaking around, but in fact no one knows anyone.

About another hour had passed, and it was already the second half of the day.

Except for asking for two bowls of water and going to the woods to solve personal problems twice, the people in the tea shed basically stared at each other the rest of the time.

Qin Gu had finished the food on the table, and with the energy replenishment, he felt refreshed.

When giving the money, Qin Gu saw that the three oil cakes on the stove were still there, so she asked the old woman to wrap the three for her, and she took them away.

In fact, there are usually villagers here who come here to rest, but today the atmosphere here is weird, even if there are real villagers who pass here, they don't dare to come here to join in.

And these people in the martial arts generally don't eat food of unknown origin, especially in such an extraordinary period.

In the case of herbal tea, according to their experience, they can tell whether there is anything mixed in it, but this fried thing has a strong smell of oil smoke and the sour taste of flour fermentation, so it is difficult to distinguish.

It happened to be cheaper Qingu.

Qin Gu's movements broke the peace of the tea shed again, and they all looked at her: Is she really just passing by here? Also, it seems that she has eaten so much and is sick and nothing, it seems that there should be no hands and feet in the cake......

These people have been waiting here for most of the day, and the pancakes they bring are dry and hard, how can they smell like oil cakes... I knew I should have been... Alas.

Not long after Qin Gu left, the people in the tea shed stood up in unison and rushed outside as if they had suddenly been beaten with chicken blood.

Soon, a motorized cart came out of the woods.

If Qin Gu was here, he would know that this team of carriages was none other than the convoy of the revitalization of the dart game.

There were six cars in total, and they were piled up with bags of goods.

The carriage was stopped by the people in the tea shed, Li Fangyuan rode on horseback, clenched his fists and shouted: "Heroes, we are the revitalization of the dart bureau, entrusted by the people to send this batch of goods to the northern Xinjiang city, and please make it convenient for all the heroes, we are grateful for the revitalization of the dart bureau." ”

A "villager" stepped forward, "Presumably Your Excellency is the big leader of the revitalization of the dart game, Mr. Li." We are not trying to embarrass you today, but we are also entrusted by others to find something. Please also ask Mr. Li to make it convenient. ”

Another "villager" shouted: "Mr. Li, everyone understands people, and Ming people don't say secret words." I'll tell you the truth, we've been waiting for you here for a long time, if you're interested, we'll hand over the things, and we'll still be friends when we meet in the future, otherwise, we'll tear our faces, and everyone's faces won't look good. ”

The "villagers" were divided into four different groups, a total of nineteen people.

The lowest cultivation is the two who were choked by Qin Gu before, the second and third layers the day after tomorrow, and the rest are on the fourth to sixth floors, which can be regarded as masters.

Although they represent different interests, they have only one goal at hand – to revitalize the game.

And on the side of the revitalization of the dart game, plus Li Fangyuan only has twelve dart masters.

The highest cultivation is Li Fangyuan, the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow, and the rest of the dart masters are basically on the second and third layers of the day after tomorrow.

Therefore, if you really do it, the revitalization of the dart game will indeed not take advantage.

Li Fangyuan also understood this truth, so he didn't be tough, but threw the question to the other party: I am very willing to cooperate with you, but as soon as you come up, you are domineering and sword each other, but you don't say what you want, how can I give it to you?

After some exchange of lips, Li Fangyuan asked someone to take out a rectangular box-like thing from a box in the carriage behind, wrapped in cloth on the outside.

When everyone saw the outline of this thing, which was exactly what they were looking for, they immediately became excited.

It seems that the news they got was correct, the people of Yiyang Palace did hand over the real treasures to the Zhenxing Dart Bureau for consignment, and the Zhenxing Dart Bureau used the pretext of helping the imperial court transport grain, from Liyang City to Shangjing, and then from Shangjing to Bailing.

What a good calculation, trying to get out of their tight intelligence network?

Of course, as for the Yiyang Palace entrusted several other dart bureaus, there were also people to follow them, but they had only one task, to take things from the revitalization dart bureau.

In other words, regardless of whether the things brought by this revitalization dart game are real or not, they will take it. Anyway, in the end everything fell into their hands, afraid that the real thing would fly?

Let's say that just now, the four groups of people also unanimously aimed at the revitalization of the dart game.

Now that he saw that Zhenxing Dart had finally taken out the things, as if he could take them with just a hand, he asked them: Since you all want it, which of you should I give this thing to one of you?

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