After a day and a night, nearly 30 hours of journey, until noon the next day, the train finally arrived at the large gathering place of the Huojiao clan - Yanyang Ancient Town.

The five ancient towns of the Horned Rhino Clan are all named after "Jinmu, Water, Fire and Earth", such as the "Xinling Ancient Town" of the Jinjiao Clan, the "Senluo Ancient Town" of the Mujiao Clan, the "Chuanmiao Ancient Town" of the Shuijiao Clan, and the "Fengyao Ancient Town" of the Tujiao Clan.

Yanyang Ancient Town is located in a basin surrounded by mountains, and the terrain is relatively gentle. Along the way, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the lake is colorful, the four seasons are like spring, and the climate is very pleasant.

After leaving the train station, Qin Keer summoned a taxi and took Tie Slag and Mu Qianhe to the Shanhai Lake Hotel to stay. This taxi was a little more dilapidated than the previous one in Yujing, and it ran bumpy and rattling.

However, the driver from Yanyang Town was far less talkative than the one from Yujing, driving intently along the way, without superfluous words. Sightseeing along the way, the houses in Yanyang Town are more antique and quiet than Yujing. As far as the eye can see, small and exquisite pavilions are hidden in the bustling city, looking forward to the bamboo forest

About half an hour later, the taxi pulled into a leafy, dark and deep forest path to the front of a lightly decorated, quaint and elegant hotel. From the beams and pillars of the porch, the mottled traces are not difficult to see that this hotel has a long history.

"This shop has a history of 3,000 years, and it has never been closed since ancient times, except during the nuclear winter after the Great Nuclear War." Qin Keer introduced. Shanhai Lake Hotel is the most exclusive hotel in Yanyang Ancient Town, and she once stayed with her father for one night. Consumption here is undoubtedly extremely expensive for her family. But now it's different, she follows the iron slag, and there is almost nothing she can't afford.

Moments later, the waiter drove the three of them to the mountain lake behind the hotel in a battery car.

On the platform by the lake, there are long tables covered with white napkins. Looking around, there were very few guests at this time, only a few scattered tables.

Then, Iron Slag picked a spot closest to the lake and sat down. From here, there is a mirror-like lake, and you can see a few small boats floating on the lake.

Qin Keer showed the waiter the Zijin card, and the waiter immediately invited the restaurant manager over.

"Dear Miss, what would you like to eat at noon today?" The manager asked respectfully.

Qin Ke'er didn't speak, raised her slender hand, and motioned to the manager to ask the iron slag.

"Dear sir, what would you like to eat at noon today?" The manager turned around and asked in a humble tone.

"What's famous here?" Iron Slag asked rhetorically.

"The big grass carp in Shanhai Lake, one fish and nine eats, caught now, killed now, and made now." The manager replied.

"One fish and nine to eat? What came from? Iron Slag asked. Due to the lack of water in the Northern Wilderness, it is difficult to eat fish, so he does not know much about the practice of fish.

"Fish head for soup, fish bones for porridge, fish tail for frying, fish skin vinegar, fish belly braised for braised belly, fish spine steamed, fish fillet shabu-shabu, fish maw fried, fish scales for jelly." Qin Ke'er replied preemptively at articulate.

"It's amazing~" Mu Qianhe clapped his hands gently, and Qin Ke'er immediately raised his eyebrows and glanced at her proudly.

"Then let's try it." Iron Slag said.

After the manager and waiter retired a few minutes, a small boat left the shore......

"Look, that boat is for us to catch fish." Qin Ke'er held the arm of the iron slag and pointed to the boat that was rowing towards the center of the lake and said.

"What if I can't catch a fish?" Mu Qianhe looked at Qin Ke'er and asked with interest.

"Cold salad!" Qin Ke'er had a small face and said with disdain.

"It's really arrogant......" "It's arrogant, what's wrong?" "Okay...... I'm going to call you arrogant sister in the future. Mu Qianhe sighed and said.

"Don't scream." Qin Ke'er said with one hand on his waist.

"I'm going to scream, Sister Arrogant, what's wrong?" Maki Chizuru retorted.

Just as the two women were arguing, a tall, bald man wearing a red vest and scaly tattoos on his shoulders walked over.

"In Xialongsan, the people on the road are called dragon head cannons." The bald man touched his skull and introduced himself in a rough voice. Then, he pointed to a table of people not far away and said, "My eldest brother wants to invite three friends to come and sit, get to know each other, and make a good relationship." ”

Iron Slag looked at the boat in the lake, neither looking back nor speaking.

Seeing this, Long San was not angry, laughed heartily, then clasped his fists with both hands, and said solemnly: "Brother, as the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and rely on your friends when you go out, it seems that you are the first time in the Far East, right?" ”

Iron Slag turned his head, looked at Long San, and said lightly: "Friend, please go back, we don't have the habit of communicating with strangers." ”

"As the saying goes, once born, twice ripe." Long San said sincerely.

When Iron Slag first arrived in the Far East, he was not familiar with the environment, so he did not plan to cause trouble. I saw him pick up the table knife on the table, twist it hard, and twist the iron knife into hemp rope.

I thought that by showing this hand, I would be able to make the other party retreat, but the result was unsatisfactory. Na Long San looked at the deformed table knife and didn't show too much surprise.

"It turns out that my brother is also a martial arts practitioner, not bad...... yes," Long San said as he walked to the stone guardrail at the edge of the platform, and suddenly his body sank slightly, followed by a loud shout, and at the same time, his legs kicked hard, and he actually hit the stone pillar of the guardrail with a thick bowl mouth.

In the next second, I only heard "Bang! With a muffled sound, the stone pillar broke in response, shattered into several pieces in mid-air, and fell into the lake one after another.

"Brother, my iron-headed skill is okay." After the blow, Ryuzo walked back, patted the stone dust on his forehead, and said.

"Smack!" Seeing that force could not intimidate the other party, Iron Slag took out a badge from his inner pocket and slapped it on the table.

Ryuzo took a closer look, and it was an iron badge engraved with some kind of small flower.

"You're from the Red Flower Society?" Long San hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Uh......" Iron Slag was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say. Unexpectedly, the world-famous Lombal family is actually unknown here......

"Smack!" Iron Slag quickly reacted and snapped a second badge.

Ryuzo took a closer look, and it was engraved with the logo of a bear's paw. He immediately clenched his fists and said solemnly: "Brother, it turns out that you are from the Black Bear Club of Senluo Town, and you will be fortunate to meet you." ”

"What black bears do!" Iron Slag's brows furrowed, obviously about to have a seizure.

Seeing the continuous deflated appearance of the iron slag, the two girls finally couldn't help it, and at the same time, they laughed and trembled with a "poof...... sound.

Seeing that the iron slag's face was getting darker and darker, Qin Ke'er didn't dare to laugh anymore, and forced her smile, "Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and a badge was also photographed.

The badge was engraved with a flaming background and a rhinoceros horn, and Ryuzo took a step backwards involuntarily after taking a single glance. I saw that his face changed greatly, and cold sweat broke out in an instant.

"Dragon...... Ryu San...... Yes...... There are eyes that don't know Mount Tai...... Right...... I'm sorry......" Long San said as he folded his hands and bowed down to Qin Ke'er.

"Let's go." Qin Ke'er said expressionlessly.

"Thank you...... Thank you...... ...... for me No...... ...... on our behalf Grass Dragon Club...... ...... to the Grand Master Ask...... Say hello......" Ryuzo stammered, seemingly greatly frightened.

"What qualifications does an underground organization that can't see the light have to say hello to the Great Grandmaster of the Fire Horn?" Qin Ke'er asked coldly.

"Yes...... Yes......" Long San nodded as he retreated, and quickly ran back to his companion. After a few moments, they left in a panic.

"Bell ......"

Not long after Long San and the others left, a loud metal knock suddenly sounded in the distance. Qin Ke'er followed the sound and looked, and suddenly saw that on the small boat on the lake, two fishermen were holding a big fish that was struggling and rolling.

"Wow~ Look, catch it!" Qin Ke'er shook his iron slag arm and shouted excitedly.

As the boat docked, about twenty minutes later, plates of steaming fish were served. This big grass carp is more than 100 catties, and only a small part of it is used for cooking.

"Come~ Try the boiled fish fillet~ This one is a little spicy, but it is very fragrant~" Qin Ke'er sandwiched a piece of fish meat stained with red oil for the iron slag, blew it on the side of his small mouth first, and then put it into his small white porcelain bowl.

"Let's try this, the red belly of the fish, the bite is like Kerr's small meat, soft and ......sweet," Mu Qianhe sandwiched a piece of fish belly meat, put it in a small bowl of iron slag, and quickly took out the fish fillet that Qin Ke'er put and ate it in one bite.

"You!" Qin Ke'er gritted her teeth and blushed.

"Ouch~ I'm angry~ My sister is here to clip it to you~ Okay~" "Don't. "Okay~" "Don't, don't~" "Come on~" "Don't! ”

Laughing and scolding, a hearty whole fish meal was eaten. After eating and drinking, the three returned to the hotel, asked for a suite, and stayed in.

They stay here for two reasons. One is that Qin Ke'er is going to take Iron Slag to visit the Fire Horn Temple tomorrow, and Iron Slag also wants to see the ancient temple. At this point, the two hit it off, and it was settled; Second, Qinjia Village is located in a remote mountainous area, there is no road access, you must first take a car, wait until the nearest market from Qinjia Village, and then transfer to an animal cart to continue moving.

I have to say that after coming to the Far East in person, Tie Slag deeply realized the poverty, backwardness, and simplicity of the Far East. On the one hand, the economy of the Far East is very poor, and along the way, there are hardly many decent factories to be seen. Moreover, even the commercial street of Yujingcheng, the thousand-year-old capital, is not very prosperous, and the flow of people is not even as good as the street of Fengsha Castle, as for Yanyang Ancient Town, it is not to mention. On the other hand, the Far Easterners attach great importance to tradition, and there are traces of antiquity almost everywhere, from a stone pier on a stone bridge to an entire garden, all of which are full of historical charm and long-standing atmosphere.

In addition, through the observation of these two days, Tie Slag found that the pace of life of Far Easterners is very slow and leisurely. They are not in a hurry and would rather spend their time chatting than doing more. From the speed of walking, to the time it takes to serve food, to the process of checking in to the hotel, it is all slow......

Here, it's as if everything is half a beat slower. Iron Slag also found that Far Easterners like to eat something called "melon seeds", including pointed sunflower seeds, red and black watermelon seeds, and light green pumpkin seeds. Walking through the street, you can see people gathered in groups of three or five, drinking Far Eastern tea, sipping melon seeds, and then spitting non-stop. With their rapid and loud voices, the melon seed shell mixed with spittle stars flew everywhere......