Chapter two hundred and sixty seventh wind half house
The autumn wind sweeps across the fields, and among the streets, the waves of golden wheat roll with it. It is spectacular, amazing, and refreshing, and I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in my heart.
As the fragrance of rice filled the air, farmers could be seen sweating like rain. Suddenly, smoke and dust rose in the distance. The farmers busy in the fields looked curiously, but there was not much panic in their eyes, only curiosity.
Although less than three hundred miles away from them, Daqian was sending troops to fight against the beast barbarians, but what does this have to do with them? As long as it does not affect the upcoming autumn harvest.
"Whose caravan is this? How proud!"
Farmers wearing linen clothes with mud on their feet were holding farm tools and looking at the convoy that had come into view. It was a huge caravan composed of dozens of carriages. What was more eye-catching was the caravan. The horses pulling heavy trucks actually reflect the unique luster of metal in the sunlight.
Only the most distinguished and prestigious men in the provincial capital could use the horses made of gold and iron to pull carriages, but this caravan was actually used to move goods.
"Feng? Which trading company is this? I've never heard of such a wealthy businessman in our Yangwu Prefecture!"
"They must be from out of town!"
Two farmers sitting on the ridge of the field were chatting casually, looking at the convoy that stretched for several miles without much fear in their eyes.
More than a year ago, they had seen an army of hundreds of thousands of people passing nearby. Although they could only look at it from a distance and only see part of it, it also greatly expanded their horizons. , I will no longer be surprised by such a small scene.
"Master, if this trip is successful, our profit will be at least 30,000 gold baht!"
In the convoy, a car that was quite luxuriously decorated and even filled with the fragrance of tea was looking at a rather strong old man. He looked at the waves of wheat undulating in the wind outside the car window and looked towards the opposite side who was tasting the rice. Ming's young scribe smiled.
He was a young man with a rather burly figure. His eyes were bright and showed no signs of fatigue. Although he was dressed like a scholar, he still had an indescribable aura of wealth and nobility. He could tell by looking at him that he was a noble son. .
"Uncle Chen, it's too early to talk about this now. Let's wait until we can negotiate this deal!"
Feng Zichuan once again led a team and traveled thousands of miles to discuss matters in a different place. Even though the amount of money involved was huge, it was unimaginable for ordinary people, but for him now, he was already numb. .
Rich?
Such a description can be regarded as a derogation for the assets he currently owns. In Longchuan Mansion, some people even jokingly called him Feng Banfu - the assets owned by one person are enough to be worth half of the assets of the people of the mansion. .
In just a few years, he has accumulated such wealth and such achievements. Even for a businessman, his reputation has spread widely. What's more, before he entered business, he was actually a scholar. This is even more worthy of discussion. Got it.
"Master, you have already taken action personally. Is there anything that cannot be discussed?"
The old man who was sitting in the same car with Feng Zichuan said with a smile. One thing he still doesn't understand is how this wealthy businessman who abandoned literature and went into business persuaded those who negotiated with him to agree. Some of the people he collaborated with were clearly out-of-reach "big shots". According to common sense, there shouldn't be any interactions.
"Uncle Chen, you think too highly of me!"
Feng Zichuan shook his head, with a calm expression and an extraordinary bearing. He had been to many places over the years, and his knowledge and horizons had been greatly broadened.
"The master of the house is very kind!"
"It's getting late, prepare to find a village to rest, and wait until dawn before continuing on your journey!"
Feng Zichuan did not answer any more, but raised his head, looked through the open car door, looked at the sun that was about to set in the west, and gave instructions.
"yes!"
Thinking of resting before the sun sets is unthinkable in other chambers of commerce, but it is extremely common in the Feng Chamber of Commerce, because the transportation capacity of the chamber of commerce has long been dominated by machine horses, which are sleepless and resistant to wear and tear.
When the smoke was rising from the chimney, this huge caravan had already entered a large village. The village elders received them very warmly, just because this caravan from other places was extremely generous, and they
It also brought a lot of novelty things.
"That's great!"
The sun had already set halfway, and with the afterglow of the setting sun, Feng Zichuan sat in the large camp, looking at the young children in the village being greeted by their parents to go home for dinner, and he couldn't help but look back with nostalgia in his eyes.
"Master, do you miss the young master?"
The old man who was following him looked at his words and asked aloud.
"I haven't seen him for more than a year. The boy won the first place but complained that he was not knowledgeable enough and wanted to study abroad. I allowed him, but I didn't expect that when he went there, except for a letter from time to time
Except when I send it back, I can’t even see my personal shadow.”
Feng Zichuan had a look of sadness on his face. He was busy and fashionable, but once he had some free time, he couldn't help but think of some tender things in his mind.
"The young master should be four out of ten now. According to my Daqian law, he has reached the age of marriage and can become a husband. Someone like the young master who travels around the world before he reaches the crown will surely become a great event in the future.
"
"Uncle Chen, please stop saying good things to my little boy. He has a very lazy temperament. I think he doesn't want to become something big, he just wants to be a rich and carefree man!"
"If this talented young master lives in seclusion, it will be a loss to the entire Daqian!"
"It's an exaggeration."
"I have also read the articles written by the young master!"
"Uncle Chen, don't take your words seriously."
During the leisurely exchange, the aroma of the food wafted into the air. The caravan group rested early after eating, with no intention of traveling at night.
In Jinglin Prefecture, Feng's Chamber of Commerce is definitely the employer that ordinary people want to work for. The working hours are the shortest and the wages are the most generous. Even if they go out, they will not make people work day and night without sleep.
It was late at night, the bright moon hung high, and the cold moonlight fell from the sky. In the silence, a dark cloud covered the bright moon and blocked the moonlight. The world suddenly fell into darkness, and in the darkness, the earth
Started to tremble slightly.
Feng Zichuan suddenly woke up from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw a disheveled Uncle Chen stumbling into the carriage where he was resting.
"Master, it's not good, the beasts and barbarians are coming in!"
Red firelight suddenly penetrated into the carriage from the outside, and accompanied by thick dust and smoke, Feng Zichuan could clearly see the extremely frightened old face in front of him.
"What's going on? This place is still hundreds of miles away from the border, and a year ago, didn't my border army kill the beast barbarians and defeat them? How come they are here?"
As for the well-informed Feng Zichuan, who suddenly heard the news about Ci, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened on his face, but in the end, he still kept calm and did not panic too much.
"I don't know, head of the family, now is not the time to talk about this. That group of beast barbarians are burning the rice fields. We'd better run for our lives quickly!"
The old man anxiously stepped forward to pull the head of the family, who was still wearing his underwear.
"good."
Feng Zichuan found it difficult to adapt to the sudden change. Even if he saw a lot, he was communicating with people, not with a group of cannibal monsters.
In a panic, Feng Zichuan looked out of the car window. Although night was still covering the earth at this moment, the rising firelight reflected one terrifying huge figure after another, like a nightmare.
It was a race he had never seen before. Those monsters had a formidable and powerful physique, and the shortest ones were over seven feet. They wore rough animal skin armor, with thick necks, and shoulders as thick and wide as rocks. They were naked. On his arms, the knotted muscles bulged high, and his skin was like bronze.
What is particularly frightening is their faces. Almost all monsters have thick and long fangs. The lower teeth are twice as long as the upper teeth. They bite together like sharp scimitars.
Their eyes refracted the gleaming green light in the night light, their noses twitched slightly, and their ferocious faces did not look like humans at all, but more like a group of huge beasts walking upright.
At this time, they were holding torches and burning the wheat fields without restraint. There were farmers in the village who were awakened and howling in despair. The crying also attracted the attention of a group of monsters.
"Quickly, inform them and find a place to hide!"
After just one glance, Feng Zichuan gave up the idea of escaping on a mechanical horse. These mechanical creations that can be bought and sold by merchants cannot be compared with the speed of war horses. The only thing worthy of praise is their stability and durability.
But in front of these huge monsters, it is estimated that they will not be able to run very far before they are caught and torn apart.
"You hide first, I'll inform them!"
Uncle Chen stood up and just took a step forward.
All the hairs on Feng Zichuan's body suddenly stood up, and he roared: "Uncle Chen!"
He watched helplessly as not far away, a monster with arms thicker than a human waist took out a bone spear from his waist and threw it. The moment the bone spear fell out of his hand, Feng Zichuan judged that The landing point of this crude weapon.
It was a very weird situation. He could see everything, even the air marks left by the bone spear as it passed through the air, but he couldn't change anything. He could only watch the bone spear cruelly. He punched through Uncle Chen's chest, bringing out a bloody rain of blood.
The blood all over Feng Zichuan's body seemed to have solidified. The bone spear penetrated Uncle Chen's chest, leaving a huge hole and stabbing diagonally into the ground, killing him almost instantly.
Woo~
A low horn sound suddenly sounded, and the beast barbarians who were raging in the fields and even preparing to rush into the village and kill them suddenly let out a rapid cry. They gathered together and began to escape.