Although Loulan City is not as full of tall buildings as Qitian City, it is still very prosperous.
After Helanji's rectification and regulation over the years, through a series of measures such as road repairs, this city has long become the only way from the Central Plains to the Western Regions. Whether it is silk tea shipped from the south or food from the Central Plains,
Or metals from the north... Any caravan that wants to transport them to the Western Region for sale will replenish water at Linglan Lake and take a rest in Loulan City.
However, tribes from the grasslands and the Western Regions who want to go to the Central Plains to sell cattle, sheep skins, wine and other goods must also pass through Loulan City.
These flowing commerce have added vitality to the city that was already focused here, and also brought generous tax revenue to the northwest county.
Chu Tianjiao rode a horse and swayed lazily in the street. He also imitated the passers-by and covered his face with a water-green veil, revealing only a pair of big eyes. It was not that he was afraid of people seeing him, but actually
The wind in the northwest is too strong and the sun is too strong. She has been in the south for many years, so her skin has somewhat adapted to it.
The person accompanying her was naturally the green slave. Unlike Lian'er, the green slave grew up in the northwest. Later, he went to Qitian with the housekeeper. Returning this time was equivalent to returning to his own place. Not only was he familiar with the terrain of Loulan City,
Very familiar, especially good at riding horses.
For the convenience of traveling, Chu Tianjiao specially ordered her to change into a set of men's clothes. The green slave was born taller than ordinary women, so she changed into men's clothes and covered her with a veil. When riding on the horse, she only looked heroic, and she looked like an ordinary wealthy person.
There is no difference between my servants.
"Look, little sister, there is Bafang Street over there. Not only are there all kinds of beautiful clothes and jewelry, but there are also all kinds of snacks unique to the northwest. My favorite is the spicy fried noodles!"
She originally planned to wander around the city and go to Loulan Lake to find out why the lilies of the valley turned red. Now when she heard about the snacks, Chu Tianjiao's eyes suddenly lit up. She immediately changed her decision and went to Bafang Street to comfort these people.
My stomach felt lonely after two days of rushing.
Soon, the two came to Bafang Street and got off their horses. The green slave ordered two bowls of fried noodles from a roadside stall, and carefully wiped the chair for Chu Tianjiao before asking her to sit down.
While waiting for the interview, I overheard a man who clearly looked like a local talking about the strange things that had happened by Loulan Lake in the past few days.