Chen Yuan had been to the border of Tongshan County before, where Li Zhiqing was killed. The distance between the two counties was only more than thirty miles, which was not that far in later generations. However, even the official roads in this world are rough.
, it is difficult for carriages and horses to move.
Fortunately, nothing happened on the way. After passing the hut where the gang who stole the child stopped that day, they went all the way into Tongshan County, found an open space, and set up a stage to perform a new play "Jiangmen Shooting Halberds"
》Look at the effect. In order to facilitate more people, I changed the babbling tone of the past and told the narrative story in a few plain words, attracting many people to watch and cheer.
After noon, the stage was closed, and the ox cart was set up and left the city. The hooves were raised and gently fell, and they passed through the city gate and stepped onto the official road. In the cool breeze blowing in the hot summer, the golden rice fields rippled.
The mountains in the distance on both sides, the fields nearby, and the village gradually fade away behind you.
The ox cart was moving slowly, and the fat Taoist man was shaking his bell and jingling incessantly, looking at the scenery outside the official road in a trance.
There are many wooden carvings with different expressions on the car. If you put them in ordinary people's homes, they would be weird and mysterious things. However, the car is so full that only the crazy old man can sit down.
On the bumpy road, the car was shaking. Chen Yuan put away the paper with the "Sword Control Technique" written on it and looked back in the car. The master, who was almost buried by a pile of puppets and debris, was looking at him helplessly with his hands and feet curled up.
"The canopy is really not enough. The truck bed is also narrow, and there are more puppets in the back, so I'm afraid they won't be able to fit in."
Looking at the gazes of the passing business travelers, Chen Yuan drove Lao Niu to the roadside and looked at the carriage and hood. When he was thinking about how to plan, a voice suddenly shouted from behind: "Brother in front, walk slower.
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Chen Yuan, who was gesturing about the size of the carriage, raised his face. A shirtless man pulled a donkey cart over. On the carriage was a round-bellied water tank with the word "wine" on it.
Chen Yuan raised her hand towards him: "Is this eldest brother my name?"
"Didn't I call you? I saw my brother's woodcarving show in the city. The performance was wonderful. It just so happens that the village has a happy event to attend. Can you come over? Don't worry, the reward will not be small."
The man was also a hard-working man. He turned around to get a bowl from the donkey cart, scooped out a bowl of wine and handed it to Chen Yuan: "Brother, you have worked hard along the way. Let's take a sip of wine first to moisten your throat."
He pulled the towel around his neck and wiped his forehead, and saw Chen Yuan taking the drink and taking a sip, with a simple and honest smile on her face, not caring whether her words might offend her at all.
"Our village is not far from here. Brothers, we could have had a wedding banquet with them in the past. The whole village was eating, and it was very lively. The host who hosted the banquet must have given us a reward."
The Zhuangzi the man was talking about was called Liuzhuang, and it happened to be not far to the north. It was still more than ten miles away from the town where the Chang family was located. Chen Yuan looked at the sky, and if he walked by so slowly, it might be getting dark too.
'After passing the Canglan River, the officials and Taoists here are too arrogant, so I still don't need the speed talisman... Well, let's just use the wood carving show in exchange for a meal for the three of us. It's not a waste.'
After thinking about it, Chen Yuan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll follow you."
Seeing Chen Yuan's promise, the man smiled even brighter, rubbed his hands and nodded repeatedly, "Then I'll go over and wait for you at the entrance of the village. Brother, just keep walking along this road."
After saying that, he took the donkey cart and waved goodbye.
The sun is slanting, the old trees beside the road, and the dusky crows are crowing.
Chen Yuan pulled the bullock cart to a nearby forest. For a moment, a burst of birds flew away, the forest swayed, and the old cow called "Moo!", there was a ping-pong-bang sound for a while, and then came out, the green cow came out.
Pulling a large cart onto the official road again.
Thick crossbars were placed on the back of the old cow, and the carriage extending back became wider, with an extra layer of benches for sitting on it. The original carriage also became a pure wooden box, which was much wider.
The outside of the carriage is painted with brown paint, which makes it look antique. One side of the carriage wall can be pushed and pulled, and it can be turned into a small stage in an instant when it is lowered.
Inside the van, there are many small compartments on the side that cannot be pushed or pulled. Each puppet can sit inside, which saves a lot of space.
The crazy old man felt comfortable now, he could lie down and lie down, and he could roll around after stretching his legs.
‘Using mana to rush the production is indeed more effective with half the effort... You can do it however you want, but it is a bit like the food trucks of later generations...'
Chen Yuan sat comfortably on the brand-new ox cart and cracked his whip. The old ox turned back and rolled his eyes, spread his hoofs, and struggled to pull up the new cart.
'My master is very comfortable, but I, the old cow, am suffering... Sigh...'
After walking forward for a while, I didn’t see the man pulling the donkey cart on the roadside. Instead, I saw an old farmer cleaning his hoe in the ditch. When he heard the bullock cart coming, he raised his eyes and looked at the unknown man with some curiosity.
Cars I’ve seen.
After a while, Chen Yuan got out of the car, walked over quickly and raised his hands.
"This old man, does he know how to get to Liuzhuang?"
The old farmer looked at Chen Yuan with a strange expression and said, "What are you doing at Liuzhuang?"
"I met a man in Liuzhuang on the road. He said that the village was holding a wedding and asked me to come and perform a wood carving show." Chen Yuan took a puppet and showed it to the old farmer, but the latter buried his head, waved his hands repeatedly, and carried a hoe.
Just go to the village.
"Young man, it's getting dark soon, and it's hard to walk at night... Find a place quickly."
"This old man is very strange." The fat Taoist raised his head and looked at it, then threw the wooden sculpture into his hand. Chen Yuan smiled: "It's amazing that there are ghosts. Right, Master?"
In the car, the crazy old man clicked on the wood carving like he was holding magic formulas, and shouted: "Move! Move! Move quickly!" Immediately, he brushed his messy hair and said angrily: "Don't interrupt me to do this!
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As if he didn't care about the old farmer's demeanor just now, the ox cart continued forward. Half a mile behind, in the falling light, they saw the man pulling the donkey cart from a distance standing on the roadside and waving to them happily.
"Brother, you are here. Please come inside. Please come inside. I have told the host of the banquet that we will perform two performances in Shaiba after the banquet."
"That's not right. We walked for a while and couldn't find it, so we asked an old farmer in the field on the way. The man was weird and didn't say anything." When the fat Taoist heard that he was eating, his eyes lit up. On the contrary,
The man looked at Chen Yuan with a strange look on his face.
"...Brother, please don't talk to people randomly on the way...Forget it, they are all here anyway, so hurry in and the banquet will begin soon."
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the old cow. As soon as the reins were in his hand, the cow's head swung and the reins broke away from his hand. The old cow walked to the wooden bridge with its hooves.
The man also rubbed his hands in embarrassment, but made an inviting gesture to Chen Yuan and the fat Taoist. He invited the two of them to enter the village entrance in front. As soon as they entered the village, there was a lot of noise and red silk hanging from the treetops.
, lanterns with the word '囍' hung high, and villagers of all sizes gathered around more than a dozen round tables waiting for the banquet to begin.
The host was a man in his early forties, and he would return gifts to the guests from time to time, and he would happily ask people to sit down. When Chen Yuan followed the man over, the host seemed to have known about it, and said repeatedly: "Thank you for coming to help me, please take a seat quickly."
, Xiaoqi, please take this brother to his seat, let’s have a good time after dinner.”
When the villagers around heard the words, they all turned to look over and nodded at Chen Yuan with a smile.
"Master, come on, the master has spoken. Come on, let's take a seat. I'll call the old madman... I'll call the master of the host!" The fat Taoist hadn't seen such a scene for a long time. He raised his head and looked to see if there was a bride.
The figure ran to the bullock cart in a hurry.
Lao Niu took a deep breath and looked at the figures sitting at the table. His huge eyes, which were brightly lit with festive red lights to check out, were all white.
Invited by the man, Chen Yuan sat down at a table and nodded with a smile. In his eyes, he saw the front door of the house hung with red lanterns and couplets hung on both sides.