Yun Ye lowered his head in thought, and the men around him were eagerly waiting for his decision. After all, this was an important matter. If you think about it, you will understand that if you can get the secret recipe of salt out of thin air, who doesn't think more seriously, how can you take it lightly?
Tell others easily. After waiting for a long time, Yun Ye still couldn't make a decision. Zhang Cheng showed disappointment on his face, knowing that his request was too much. He gritted his teeth and decided to give up on the matter. He couldn't let Mr. Yun do it.
I'm sorry for my ancestor Yunyun. Before he could open his mouth, Yun Ye raised his head, looked around at the eager eyes and smiled calmly: "Yun Ye never thought that just salt is so important to you and the Tang Dynasty. I always thought it was just a piece of salt before.
It's just a seasoning. Without it, it won't do much harm to the world. It only affects the appetite. Now I'm shocked to realize that the profit and loss of salt is a matter of life and death. With the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty, why not pluck a hair and benefit the world?"
"Young Master, you agreed," Zhang Cheng said with surprise on his face, and he threw himself forward to bow. For a moment, Yun Ye was the only one standing in the audience, and everyone else bowed down.
"Uncle Zhang, what is this? If you want to learn it, I will teach you that it is not that difficult. Uncle Zhang, I still like you to call me brat, brother Yun, what kind of young master, young master, don't make it disgusting.
Everyone, I don’t feel comfortable either. It’s my fate that I met all my uncles and brothers at the most unlucky time. Otherwise, I would have been eaten by wolves, and what kind of young master would I be?”
As soon as the conversation started, the atmosphere became lively. Everyone touched Yun Ye's head and tugged his face. The smiling faces were full of respect. Yun Ye's mood suddenly became cheerful.
After Zhang Cheng received the exact promise, he impatiently urged Yunye to write down the various tools and materials needed for making salt. Without paper and pen, he was so anxious that the two women also had anxious looks on their faces.
Beating his chest and feet, he kept complaining about why he didn't bring any pen and ink. He quickly grabbed Zhang Cheng, who wanted to bleed his body, took his dagger, and ordered the auxiliary soldiers to find two wooden boards. He used the dagger to carve words on the two wooden boards, even though they were twisted and twisted.
Zhang Cheng, however, held it in his arms like a treasure, took the crotch cloth, no, it was linen and carefully wrapped it. Two fully armed auxiliary soldiers carried planks on their backs and rode towards Lanzhou City. Of course, they also took away half of it.
Salt as evidence.
"Uncle Zhang, it's too dangerous to ride a horse at night. It's not urgent. Anyway, I agreed and it won't be too late to send him off tomorrow." Yun Ye didn't understand Zhang Cheng's urgency.
"You know what, if we make salt one day earlier, the army will have more fighting strength. The Turks have entered the border again, and we can't just watch these bastards act arrogantly. One day, we will kill all these Turks. We can rely on vinegar cloth
It’s hard to live a single day of cooking and eating.”
"Vinegar cloth, what is this? Can it be eaten?"
The auxiliary soldier next to him quickly pulled out a piece of vinegar cloth and handed it to Yun Ye. The cloth was four fingers wide and stiff, like dried kelp. It was dark and exuded a rancid sour smell. Oh my God, Yun Ye let out a cry.
Damn it, how bad does this person have to be to eat the food cooked by this thing? No wonder Zhang Cheng would be so angry when he saw himself using salt in thick rice. He would cry with joy when he heard that he promised to teach them how to make salt. A tough guy.
She was crying like a baby in confinement, and she couldn't be persuaded. Anyone who persuaded her would be beaten. No matter, make salt, make salt, it's always a good thing to help them. Yun Ye let out a long yawn, feeling tired from the past month.
It seemed as if he had suddenly emerged from the cracks in his bones. There was a thick blanket under him, leaning against the fire, listening to the two women chattering and laughing as they changed his clothes. A long-lost sense of security filled his body. With the help of wealth,
Fall into a deep sleep.
I woke up as a habit when the sun was about to emerge. A deep sleep last night completely drove away my fatigue. I stretched for a long time and heard the rattling of my joints. It seemed that I could still grow. Otherwise,
A height of 1.6 meters would make Yun Ye depressed to death. Zhang Cheng seemed to have not slept all night, standing by the roadside and staring in the direction of Lanzhou like a stone. The two women were making porridge. Yun Ye woke up and gathered around his crotch.
Bu Zai stretched his waist, covered his mouth and snickered. Yun Ye then realized that he seemed to have run away. He quickly covered his lower body and laughed awkwardly. An older woman came over with a few clothes and smiled, "You're still shy."
Well, if the first child of the slave family grows up, he will be older than the young master. Young Master, try on the clothes. If they don’t fit, the slave family will change them."
"Thank you two sisters, it's a blessing,"
"It's no use thanking a woman. All I can do is sew and mend. This is the duty of a slave."
Yun Ye is getting to know a bunch of tight clothes and trousers. What is this whole piece? Why is there still a skirt? Where are the buttons? There are cloth belts everywhere. Why, do you need to put on socks first? This bunch of clothes is the famous Tang suit.
, clothes are tied from left to right, which is a characteristic of Han civilization. Like Yun Ye, who was tied from right to left just now, this is purely a sign of barbarians, who wear their hair in left folds. Seeing this, Yun Ye laughed out loud.
Come on, in the future, the 1.3 billion people in the entire Republic will all be uncivilized savages. If, in the early years of the Tang Dynasty, you caught an ownerless savage, that is, a foreigner, congratulations, he will be your private property, and you will be captured.
A wild boar makes no difference.
"Look, you are just enjoying the blessings. You don't even know how to wear clothes. It's a sin to enjoy the blessings." This bastard Zhang Cheng may have a hatred of the rich. Seeing the two women dressing Yun Ye, he is not diligent about his limbs and lacks grain.
The cysticercosis was very dissatisfied.
The two women pushed Zhang Cheng away, looked up and down, and clapped their hands: "Ah, what a handsome young man. I don't know how a rich family can give birth to children. Are all of them so handsome?" Yun Ye thought to himself,
Ask me, I know, the thirty or so people I met in Datang are all here.
At this time, a whistle sounded, and the sentry hissed: "There are cavalry coming, about twenty cavalry!" As soon as he shouted, the thunderous sound of horse hooves sounded loudly.
Zhang Cheng jumped down from the dead tree beside the road, grabbed Yun Ye and threw it to the two women. He shouted: "Form up!" He saw more than thirty men quickly using the grain truck as a barrier. The gunman was in front, with his knife.
With his hands behind him, Zhang Cheng stood in the team, and two men stood outside the circle. There were more than a dozen arrows planted on the ground in front of them, ready to attack. The two women dragged Yun Ye and ran into the woods.
Cheng turned around and shouted: "Hide well and you are not allowed to come out. Even if you are dead, you are not allowed to come out."
"Brothers, let's stop talking nonsense. If the Qiang people come, they can delay it as long as they can. It is right to keep Brother Yun. Brothers are still waiting for him to make salt. We don't need the grain truck. We will delay it.
When the captain comes, we will win."
After hearing this, blood rushed to his head. Yun Ye rushed out with a shovel. The two women held him tightly behind the tree and refused to let him out. The official road was dusty and could only be seen vaguely.
The black shadow rolled in like a strong wind. Is this the power of cavalry? Yun Ye's heartbeat was beating so hard that he could hear nothing but the roar of horse hooves. His opponent was dripping with sweat while holding the shovel.
At the bend of the road, a chestnut horse sprang out like lightning. On the horse, a strong man with a helmet and armor holding a spear rushed straight to the front of the formation. Holding the reins in his hands, the horse neighed, raised its front hooves and kicked a few times into the void.
Next, he suddenly stopped. He heard a shout: "Where is Zhang Cheng?"
"It's the captain." The woman let go of her hands. Yun Ye shook his arms. They were probably bruised and in severe pain. He was so deflated that he immediately collapsed on the ground. Seeing the two women hurriedly putting on his shoes, Yun Ye suddenly
His face was red and his ears were red. It was so embarrassing that he actually lost his shoes. Yun Ye's chest was suddenly filled with anger towards the captain. If you don't make such a big move, you will die.
Coming out of the woods, Zhang Cheng murmured something to the captain in a very clumsy manner and pointed at himself, which was very obscene.
As soon as he was getting dressed, Yun Ye consciously and elegantly clasped his fists at the captain: "Young man Yun Ye has met the captain."
The captain looked directly at him, making Yun Ye feel uncomfortable. He thought it was because he was wearing the wrong clothes. He was hesitating whether to ask someone to check again. It was inevitable that he had made a mistake just now. But he saw that the captain was very unreasonable.
Pointing at himself, he asked Zhang Cheng: "Is this the master you are talking about?" Zhang Cheng nodded hurriedly. However, he saw the captain was furious, kicked Zhang Cheng to the ground, and punched him like a mountain tiger.
It's like making trouble with a dragon in the sea. While Zhang Cheng begged for mercy, he was beating and scolding: "You are a bitch, there are so many people who can't do anything about it. You use a doll to trick me and let me beat you to death. It is better than punishing you for lying about military intelligence."
crime."
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