After walking for two days, on the third day they saw the grassland on the edge of the desert. The team immediately cheered. The further they walked, the more grass there was on the ground. Although it was very short, it was still grass after all, wasn't it?
Man Bao lay looking at the car window for a long time. Bai Shan ran over on horseback, holding her horse in his hand, and invited her: "They said there are wild rabbits ahead, do you want to go hunting?"
Man Bao's eyes lit up, he took a bow and arrow and broke away from the convoy with them and ran away first.
Daji followed with his guards.
Heavy Rain rolled his eyes and called for his brothers to follow him.
There really weren't many rabbits on the grass, but it was rare to see green, so the horse racing mood would be much better. The land here was very hard, and the Gobi and grasslands were not very distinct. Man Bao thought, it must be difficult to farm here.
"Look, that's a river!"
Everyone immediately stretched their necks to look, and saw that the blue water was really a river, and it was a big river. Everyone got excited and started running towards the river. It was a winding river. Grass saw something on the ground.
There are three traced roads, and everyone can't help but look at the heavy rain.
Heavy Rain identified the direction and pointed towards the north: "It should be over there."
That was also the direction from which the river came. Everyone ran forward in the direction of the river. The convoy behind them also sped up and followed them not far behind.
Going along the river, Manbao and the others first saw scattered herdsmen and herds of cattle and sheep, and then they saw farmland not far from the river.
As soon as they saw the farmland, everyone cheered up. Most people didn't live too far away from the farmland. As expected, soon everyone saw a house made of yellow mud. There was smoke rising in the air. Manbao looked at it subconsciously.
He looked at the sun in the sky and said curiously: "It's neither early nor late, so why is there smoke?"
Dayu said: "This is the evening meal. They only eat two meals a day. Some people drink some goat milk in the morning and only eat in the afternoon, which is equivalent to one meal a day."
"Didn't you say that there will be many merchants passing by here?"
Heavy Rain grinned and said: "So when there is no war, they can have a full meal in the afternoon. Otherwise, many people would just make milk tea and make some naan cakes in the afternoon when it is not cold like this."
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Bai Shan pointed to the farmland by the river and asked: "Don't they grow food? The yield is very low?"
How could he know that it had rained heavily and the ground had not been planted?
"They are very poor anyway, much poorer than the people in our small town."
This is also the reason why they feel that every place in the town is good, and they are unwilling to move to death.
While they were talking, their horses approached the village. It could be regarded as a village because there were not many houses and there were not many people.
The people in the village discovered them, and then they heard shouts and cheers, and many people ran out of the house. Before they could move, the children and teenagers in the village were already running towards them.
They ran up to them, put their hands together and performed a Buddhist salute, chatted to them, and then stretched out their hands to pull their horses.
Man Bao's eyes widened and he turned to Bai Shan and said, "I don't understand what they are saying."
Bai Shan didn't understand either, but he could see the enthusiasm and smiles on their faces, so he didn't resist, but touched Thieves' neck and asked him to follow them.
Heavy Rain slowly let them help him lead the horse and said: "I don't understand either, but I know they are trying to attract customers. Let's go. There are so many people in our convoy and this village is so small. It is estimated that every household
You have to free up a room to accommodate us, so there is no need to compete for guests.”
Man Bao was curious, "Have you never lived in this village when you passed by before?"
"This village didn't even exist when I left before," Dayu said, "Looking at it, this house seemed to have been built only during this period."
Yeah?
Man Bao and others went to look at the yellow mud houses on both sides of the road, and found that although they were not very good, they did not seem to have much signs of use, and they did look like they were newly built.
When they entered the village, they were greeted by the adults, who saluted them with smiles on their faces and all performed Buddhist rituals.
Dayu said: "Gaochang believes in Buddhism. This area is very close to Gaochang. These people may have escaped after the destruction of Gaochang."
For those who gave smiles, Manbao and the others also subconsciously smiled back, then dismounted and returned the gift with a Confucian courtesy.
The villagers became even more enthusiastic and crowded around them to go in. The people who were crowded together even quarreled. Two strong women took advantage of their gender and squeezed in. They held Man Bao and Zhou Liru's horses and pointed at them.
The family kept gesticulating, wanting to take them home to rest.
Man Bao smiled slightly, pointed outside the village entrance and said: "There are still people outside, so many, so many people."
Although they didn't understand the language, everyone still understood her gestures. Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction she was pointing, and by chance, the carriage loomed in their sight.
The villagers' eyes immediately brightened.
At first I was confused, why were these guests only riding horses and not even carrying any luggage?
But now they saw the carriage and understood that it was a caravan. It looked like a big caravan!
Distinguished guest!
As a result, the villagers became even more enthusiastic. The person who had taken the lead in grabbing Manbao's horse did not let go, but yelled a few times back. The people who were squeezed behind and couldn't grab them had already started running towards the convoy.
When the people who were called out of the house saw them, they didn't even ask them why, and ran out. Manbao and the others were instantly empty, except for the person who was still holding on to their horses.
Manbao and the others were not in a hurry, so they walked slowly along the road to the village. The man leading their horses wanted to invite them to go into the house to rest first, but several people declined.
They didn't dare to force themselves, for fear that they would be snatched away, so they could only follow step by step.
When the people from the motorcade arrived, those who followed them around and came back were startled. They looked at the number of people, then looked at Zhou Man and the others, and they were no longer in a hurry.
There were so many people, so there was no need to fight to get to their house, and these people looked like they were in the same group at first glance.
The villagers enthusiastically gathered the convoy into the village, because no one's house could accommodate so many people, and there were no shops here, so everyone was stuck on the road.
Finally, an old man came out and shouted, asking everyone to be quiet. Then he stepped forward and looked at them, as if he was looking for the person in charge.
Manager Li took the initiative to negotiate, but he didn't understand the language, and these people couldn't understand Chinese either.
So the two pedestrians stood up and Wei Xingren translated for them. Manbao and the others also came up curiously to listen.
Gold and silver are rare here, and copper coins are rarely used. They prefer silk cloth and tea, which are the hard currency in the Western Regions.