In front of Uncle Zhu's stall, more than twenty Dongman sergeants have gathered. The leader of the group wears a crown made of colorful feathers on his head. The other sergeants just put a crest on their headbands.
Different white feathers are different. This is a special way to distinguish between high and low status within the Dongman. Those who wear crowns made of multiple feathers are undoubtedly the leaders of each tribe and officers in the army.
Next to Uncle Zhu, Yu San's fish basket was already empty. Some of the Dongman soldiers in front of him also held some fresh fish in their hands, and sometimes they would occasionally flip them.
In front of the Dongman sergeants, a military officer holding a carbon rod in one hand and a pamphlet in the other stood between the sergeants and the vendors. While recording quickly, he said: "No need to squeeze, everyone has these things."
However, there are only six of you and you can still get seventeen items in total."
The leader of the Dongman army, speaking in blunt Chinese, said: "We, there are thirty-seven brothers in our team. Even if two people sleep on one bed or one mat, it is not enough. I want
, I want nineteen, nineteen mats."
The clerk shook his head: "No, General Tan has an order that one person can have up to three items. I have already counted them for you. Now all of you here can only take seventeen more items. If you violate it, you will be punished."
Violation of military orders, Captain Asiba, you are an officer and the leader of these brothers, you should understand this."
Captain Asiba gritted his teeth, turned back to the subordinates behind him who were carrying fish and said in a deep voice: "It's all your fault. If you insist on these few fish, one fish counts as the same thing. If you take two less fish, we will have
The mat is ready.”
A sergeant behind him said with a sad face: "Boss, you obviously said you wanted two people to eat a fish, and I took it according to your request. If you return the fish now, then..."
Yu San laughed: "This fish can't be returned. It's supposed to be abundant every year for good luck. If you return this surplus every year, then something bad will happen, so don't blame me."
Captain Asiba's expression changed and he said: "That makes sense. This fish can't be withdrawn no matter what. Brothers Balig, go to the stall over there to buy powder and call Jili Gao and the others.
, and asked them to leave room for two things so that they could get enough mats."
The Balig brothers immediately ran towards the rear. On one side, there were a few Dongman sergeants with feathers of other shapes and colors. They were obviously not from the same tribe or a team. They also curiously surrounded the mat stall.
Captain Asiba said quickly: "Brothers from the Sunset Tribe, our team is short of these two mats. Can you please make it easier?"
The sergeants left with a smile. Captain Asiba breathed a long sigh of relief and was wiping the sweat from his face when he heard a cold voice from the side: "Uncle, I dare to ask how to sell these two mats."
?”
Captain Asiba's expression changed, and he and all his subordinates looked towards the source of the sound. They saw Zhang Huai'en leading Hu Daquan, arrogantly arranging several Dongman sergeants, and walked to the stall.
He was still rubbing his nose, with a look of disgust flashing across his face, as if the smell of sweat from these Dongman soldiers was mixed with the fishy smell, which disgusted him.
Captain Asiba instinctively wanted to have a fit, but when he saw the two men coming who were wearing fine armor and white tassel helmets, he knew that they were the general guards of the Governor's Mansion. He frowned, pressed his hands on his chest, and that's it.
The etiquette of a Dongman tribe: "May I ask how you call this brother?"
Zhang Huaien said coldly: "I am the deputy guard captain of the Governor's Mansion, and so is Zhang Huaien. Judging from your military rank, you should be just a captain. When you see me, you have to call me "sir."
Asiba gritted his teeth and said, "Although we are not in the same army, you do have a higher rank than me. Sir Zhang, it is polite to hold such a low position."
As he spoke, he gave another military salute, and all the sergeants behind him also saluted, but everyone's face showed displeasure.
Zhang Huaien nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at Uncle Zhu: "Uncle, you still have nineteen seats here, right?"
Uncle Zhu quickly said: "Exactly, my bamboo mat is made of fresh bamboo from the mountains outside Jiangling City. It has been soaked in mountain spring water to cool it down, and it has also been smoked with herbs to keep away mosquitoes, snakes and ants."
Don’t dare to get close, it would be perfect if you use it when camping in the wild.”
At this point, Uncle Zhu paused and said, "Sir Zhang, I'm sorry, but these bamboo mats have been ordered by this Dong officer. We will wait for their other brothers to arrive soon, and we can record the goods as agreed.
If you want two seats, I will send them to the governor's house for you early tomorrow morning. What do you think?"
The military official who kept the accounts also said: "Sir Zhang, General Tan has an order saying..."
Zhang Huaien suddenly said sternly: "Asshole, you, a little scribe, dare to make irresponsible remarks in front of me? No matter how big your general Tan's order is, can it be bigger than the general order of Jingzhou Governor's Office?"
Everyone's expressions changed. The young clerk turned pale and did not dare to speak anymore. Captain Asiba couldn't help it anymore and said in a deep voice: "Sir Zhang, I respect you as a superior and I have always been polite to you.
But everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis. I obviously bought the seats here first, and everyone has seen it. Now I just ask my subordinates to come and pick up the goods. We have been shopping here for half a day today and are about to leave. We will come back later.
You can’t get this thing, you are in Jiangling every day, and this uncle also said that he will send it to you tomorrow, why do you have to fight for it?”
Zhang Huai'en sneered: "What a joke, you don't have enough rights to pick up goods here, so you can't talk about first come, first served. Whoever comes first gets first. Who asked your subordinates to go to other places? There are not enough mats now. The market in Jiangling is also
It’s not opened for you Dongman soldiers and their families. You can buy this thing, but we, the soldiers and civilians of Jiangling, can’t buy it?”
Yu San curled up his lips and said: "Sir, but we vendors have clearly heard that this market is just for these Dongman brothers. You see, they don't have to pay when they buy things. They keep accounts."
That’s all, and I haven’t heard that your Jiangling soldiers can buy things at today’s market, let alone keep accounts.”
Zhang Huai'en glared at Yu San so hard that Yu San didn't dare to speak. He only heard you sternly say: "Asshole, what do you know? You have been guarding Jiangling for more than a year and fought bloody battles. Now you can
Who is setting up a stall here to sell things? Is it a Jiangling soldier like me, Zhang Huaien, or these Wulingdong barbarians who keep accounts and get goods?"
In front of Uncle Zhu's stall, more than twenty Dongman sergeants have gathered. The leader of the group wears a crown made of colorful feathers on his head. The other sergeants just put a crest on their headbands.
Different white feathers are different. This is a special way to distinguish between high and low status within the Dongman. Those who wear crowns made of multiple feathers are undoubtedly the leaders of each tribe and officers in the army.
Next to Uncle Zhu, Yu San's fish basket was already empty. Some of the Dongman soldiers in front of him also held some fresh fish in their hands, and sometimes they would occasionally flip them.
In front of the Dongman sergeants, a military officer holding a carbon rod in one hand and a pamphlet in the other stood between the sergeants and the vendors. While recording quickly, he said: "No need to squeeze, everyone has these things."
However, there are only six of you and you can still get seventeen items in total."
The leader of the Dongman army, speaking in blunt Chinese, said: "We, there are thirty-seven brothers in our team. Even if two people sleep on one bed or one mat, it is not enough. I want
, I want nineteen, nineteen mats."
The clerk shook his head: "No, General Tan has an order that one person can have up to three items. I have already counted them for you. Now all of you here can only take seventeen more items. If you violate it, you will be punished."
Violation of military orders, Captain Asiba, you are an officer and the leader of these brothers, you should understand this."
Captain Asiba gritted his teeth, turned back to the subordinates behind him who were carrying fish and said in a deep voice: "It's all your fault. If you insist on these few fish, one fish counts as the same thing. If you take two less fish, we will have
The mat is ready.”
A sergeant behind him said with a sad face: "Boss, you obviously said you wanted two people to eat a fish, and I took it according to your request. If you return the fish now, then..."
Yu San laughed: "This fish can't be returned. It's supposed to be abundant every year for good luck. If you return this surplus every year, then something bad will happen, so don't blame me."
Captain Asiba's expression changed and he said: "That makes sense. This fish can't be withdrawn no matter what. Brothers Balig, go to the stall over there to buy powder and call Jili Gao and the others.
, and asked them to leave room for two things so that they could get enough mats."
The Balig brothers immediately ran towards the rear. On one side, there were a few Dongman sergeants with feathers of other shapes and colors. They were obviously not from the same tribe or a team. They also curiously surrounded the mat stall.
Captain Asiba said quickly: "Brothers from the Sunset Tribe, our team is short of these two mats. Can you please make it easier?"
The sergeants left with a smile. Captain Asiba breathed a long sigh of relief and was wiping the sweat from his face when he heard a cold voice from the side: "Uncle, I dare to ask how to sell these two mats."
?”
Captain Asiba's expression changed, and he and all his subordinates looked towards the source of the sound. They saw Zhang Huai'en leading Hu Daquan, arrogantly arranging several Dongman sergeants, and walked to the stall.
He was still rubbing his nose, with a look of disgust flashing across his face, as if the smell of sweat from these Dongman soldiers was mixed with the fishy smell, which disgusted him.
Captain Asiba instinctively wanted to have a fit, but when he saw the two men coming who were wearing fine armor and white tassel helmets, he knew that they were the general guards of the Governor's Mansion. He frowned, pressed his hands on his chest, and that's it.
The etiquette of a Dongman tribe: "May I ask how you call this brother?"
Zhang Huaien said coldly: "I am the deputy guard captain of the Governor's Mansion, and so is Zhang Huaien. Judging from your military rank, you should be just a captain. When you see me, you have to call me "sir."
Asiba gritted his teeth and said, "Although we are not in the same army, you do have a higher rank than me. Sir Zhang, it is polite to hold such a low position."
As he spoke, he gave another military salute, and all the sergeants behind him also saluted, but everyone's face showed displeasure.
Zhang Huaien nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at Uncle Zhu: "Uncle, you still have nineteen seats here, right?"
Uncle Zhu quickly said: "Exactly, my bamboo mat is made of fresh bamboo from the mountains outside Jiangling City. It has been soaked in mountain spring water to cool it down, and it has also been smoked with herbs to keep away mosquitoes, snakes and ants."
Don’t dare to get close, it would be perfect if you use it when camping in the wild.”
At this point, Uncle Zhu paused and said, "Sir Zhang, I'm sorry, but these bamboo mats have been ordered by this Dong officer. We will wait for their other brothers to arrive soon, and we can record the goods as agreed.
If you want two seats, I will send them to the governor's house for you early tomorrow morning. What do you think?"
The military official who kept the accounts also said: "Sir Zhang, General Tan has an order saying..."
Zhang Huaien suddenly said sternly: "Asshole, you, a little scribe, dare to make irresponsible remarks in front of me? No matter how big your general Tan's order is, can it be bigger than the general order of Jingzhou Governor's Office?"
Everyone's expressions changed. The young clerk turned pale and did not dare to speak anymore. Captain Asiba couldn't help it anymore and said in a deep voice: "Sir Zhang, I respect you as a superior and I have always been polite to you.
But everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis. I obviously bought the seats here first, and everyone has seen it. Now I just ask my subordinates to come and pick up the goods. We have been shopping here for half a day today and are about to leave. We will come back later.
You can’t get this thing, you are in Jiangling every day, and this uncle also said that he will send it to you tomorrow, why do you have to fight for it?”
Zhang Huai'en sneered: "What a joke, you don't have enough rights to pick up goods here, so you can't talk about first come, first served. Whoever comes first gets first. Who asked your subordinates to go to other places? There are not enough mats now. The market in Jiangling is also
It’s not opened for you Dongman soldiers and their families. You can buy this thing, but we, the soldiers and civilians of Jiangling, can’t buy it?”
Yu San curled up his lips and said: "Sir, but we vendors have clearly heard that this market is just for these Dongman brothers. You see, they don't have to pay when they buy things. They keep accounts."
That’s all, and I haven’t heard that your Jiangling soldiers can buy things at today’s market, let alone keep accounts.”
Zhang Huai'en glared at Yu San so hard that Yu San didn't dare to speak. He only heard you sternly say: "Asshole, what do you know? You have been guarding Jiangling for more than a year and fought bloody battles. Now you can
Who is setting up a stall here to sell things? Is it a Jiangling soldier like me, Zhang Huaien, or these Wulingdong barbarians who keep accounts and get goods?"
This chapter has been completed!