Volume 1: The Rising Storm in the Western Regions Chapter 124: Horse Traces
Zhao Rang found that as long as Haidiya mentioned this stranger, his words began to make no sense...
I thought to myself, a middleman will come to guide the way. What is the difference between this and praying to God and worshiping Buddha? Can all your wishes really come true in this world?
Haidiya saw that Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong both looked disbelieving, and then said:
"It's true! I've tried it myself!"
Zhao Rang asked suspiciously:
"Have you ever seen a middleman use this method?"
Haidiya nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:
"Of course! More than once!"
"Then how to do it specifically? There are many of us. If it works really well, we will definitely see you!"
Yuan Mingkong seemed to believe it.
Regardless of whether he believes it or not, there is no other way at the moment. We can only try everything first, and treat a dead horse as a living horse. What if it works?
"At least two or three times."
Heidiye replied.
Yuan Mingkong felt that he was too long-winded and could not get back to the main point, so he asked impatiently:
"Just tell me the last time, where and how you saw it, be specific!"
Haidiya was punched by Yuan Mingkong, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he recalled it seriously:
"It's just outside the palace in the northwest corner. There's everything in that area, and they're all just like the gangsters. Oh, by the way! There are also a lot of powerful people!"
When Yuan Mingkong saw that he was talking crookedly again, his eyes widened. Haidiya immediately pulled him back and continued:
"That time it was a cold spring in Danye Kingdom, and hailstones as big as eggs came down on them! All the grass sprouts that had just appeared on the racecourse were smashed to death. I thought I would lose everything, so I thought of looking for strangers.
Ask and see if there is a way to crack it."
This was the antecedent. Although it still had nothing to do with the specific method, it was quite interesting to listen to, so Yuan Mingkong did not interrupt.
"After I went to that place, I just wandered around. I drank tea when I was thirsty and ate when I was hungry. Finally, I got bored and went to a clothing store. As soon as I left a piece of clothing, I ran into an old man with a hunchback and a cane when I went out.
After he poked me and asked me to follow him, I knew he was right this time!"
Haidiya's face glowed red when he said this.
"Then what?"
Zhao Rang was listening intently, but he suddenly stopped talking! Who can bear this?
Haidiya shook his head and said:
"You can't tell me the rest!"
Then he quickly explained:
"It's not that I didn't say it! This is a rule he gave me. No one can say it! If I say it, there will be no next time!"
"It's the same this time. No matter who of us sees it, we can't describe it. Just tell everyone how to solve this matter."
There is nothing Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong can do about people who believe deeply. Fortunately, Haidiya has already mentioned a general range - the clothing store in the northwest corner of King Shan Ye's city.
After Zhao Rang asked Heidi carefully the names of the teahouse where he drank tea and the restaurant where he ate, he and Yuan Mingkong set off in the mist before the morning light.
He originally wanted to ask Ye Sanniang to come with him, but Yuan Mingkong asked her to take care of his sister, so Zhao Rang remained silent.
Of course Ximen Dazhuang is still sleeping soundly... If no one calls him, unless he wakes up from hunger and suppresses his sleep, he will have to sleep for a full hour.
Follow the long street in front of Qingshanke and go eastward to reach the palace.
This is different from Dawei.
According to the Feng Shui rules in Dawei, most of the houses faced north and south, and the imperial city was built in the middle and in the four directions. On the Shanye Kingdom, Zhao Rang found that many beautifully built houses were all facing the east, even if
No matter how the house conflicts with the terrain, there is no need to worry about it. This is true for Haidiya's house in Qingshan Guest House and the royal palace.
When we arrived in front of the royal city, the east was already a bit white. Looking at this scene, Zhao Rang could somewhat understand it.
With its back to the east, when the sun rises, the palace will turn into a silhouette, highlighting its majesty and mystery. Zhao Rang didn't know if what he thought was right, but he was convinced that there must be this reason.
The northwest corner is where the side entrance of Shanye Palace is located.
The first king of the Shanye Kingdom was born in Cao Mang. After the founding of the country, in order to prevent future generations from being separated from the people and suffering from the sufferings of the world, he specially opened the door and built a market on the palace wall. Over the years, this place has developed extremely lively.
.From morning to night, people flow like water.
However, such matters can only be dealt with by three generations at most.
The founder of the powerful previous dynasty was afraid that his descendants would enjoy themselves too much, so he specifically issued an edict requiring his successors to eat tofu with every meal. But over time, which wasteland would be willing to eat tofu with every meal? The imperial chef began to rack his brains to change his tricks.
Before the fall of the country, this flavored tofu was also known as "White Bird Brain". As the name suggests, it was made from the brains of a hundred rare birds... These methods are worse than not establishing rules and regulations, and the more you go on, the more unsightly it becomes!
Directly in front of the northwest corner is a large teahouse. Yuan Mingkong translated the name on the plaque and it should be called Taihe.
The Western language cannot be translated one-to-one with the word "Dawei". After Yuan Mingkong understood its meaning, he picked out the word "Taihe" from the word "Dawei" and it can still be matched.
"Taiheju?"
"Taihe Residence, Taihe Building, and Taihe House are all fine."
"Haidiye is talking about this teahouse, right?"
"He said it's right at the intersection and it's pretty big, so that should be it!"
Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong looked around and found that there was no other teahouse that could rival Taihe's.
On the way here, the two of them agreed that Yuan Mingkong would sit in the teahouse drinking tea while Zhao Rang went to the clothing store.
As a prince, Yuan Mingkong's understanding of the market is naturally incomparable to Zhao Rang's. Compared with the two places, drinking tea is of course easier and in line with his temperament.
The only difficulty is that Zhao Rang cannot speak the Western dialect. But Haidiya said that there are many powerful people here, and with a little money, you can hire a translator. Zhao Rang couldn't help but think of Zhang San.
It would be convenient if he was here!
Now that he is here, Zhao Rang also wants to see what the teahouses in the Western Regions are like.
The teahouses in the Imperial City are not that simple like the teahouses in the Dawei Imperial City. Few people come here just to drink tea. As the saying goes, wine is the matchmaker of sex, and tea is of course the matchmaker of "things". The more you drink tea, the more you wake up.
Talking about things will get twice the result with half the effort.
Especially in the early morning, Taiheju opened its doors with the first ray of morning light. The front door was already crowded with many people looking for work, masons, carpenters, Liba, and various craftsmen. They opened the open space in front of the teahouse.
The carving up was clean, and the masons would never stand with the carpenters. As for Liba, who had no skills and could only work hard, he was the most looked down upon, and could only stand on the edge.
Looking at it this way, the bustling door suddenly became tidy.
"Master!"
In the noise, Zhao Rang seemed to hear someone shouting "Master" in a powerful dialect. He looked up and looked around, but couldn't find it. He thought he heard wrongly.
"Master!"
"it's me!"
"I, Zhang San!"
Zhao Rang noticed that someone was suddenly approaching from behind him. He immediately turned around and put his right hand into his pocket.
Before going out, he deliberately tore open the lining of his pocket so that he could reach out and hold the knife hidden in his coat.
"Zhang San!"
The person standing close was none other than Zhang San, whom Zhao Rang had just remembered.
"Why are you here!"
Zhang San rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"I'm looking for a job! Are you two here to have tea so early?"
In Chunhua Tower, Zhang San had already left when he went upstairs to change the box. He knew that he could not interfere with what happened next, and he could not interfere. When gods fight, the common people suffer, and Zhang San is very measured.
"Didn't I give you money when I went to the dark street?"
Zhao Rang suddenly asked.
Zhang San chuckled but didn't answer.
In fact, not only did Zhao Rang and the others not give Zhang San any money to work as a gangster guide, Zhang San even paid for renting the carriage. Otherwise, he would not have been scolded by his wife after returning home, and he would have come out before dawn today.
I took the job in front of the teahouse.
"Let's have a cup of tea and have breakfast together first!"
Zhang San hesitated for a moment, then nodded and agreed.
Last night, Aziz and Haidiya appeared at Chunhua Tower at the same time, which really scared him... But now seeing that nothing happened to Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong, he felt that these two were really powerful!
He was so inconspicuous that he could still escape unscathed when he was caught in the middle of those two people who stomped their feet and made the whole city tremble.
As soon as they sat down, Zhang San began to play his role as a guide and introduced Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong:
"Boss, the tea here is not weighed by the pound, it is sold by the portion. Each type of tea is divided into strong and light. The strong tea has more leaves and is more expensive than the light tea."
The two nodded and said:
"It's natural."
Seeing that the two of them understood each other, Zhang San pointed to the row of tea jars placed in the center and continued:
"The most popular drink in the Western Regions is brick tea. Add milk to brick tea and it becomes milk tea. Other teas are all shipped from Dawei. I'm sure you two don't care about them!"
Zhao Rang liked drinking milk tea in the North, and he also disliked that the tea in the North was not good enough and the milk was not strong enough.
I have been in the Western Regions for so long, but I have never had a good cup of milk tea. Today I came to see the stranger, but I still managed to get it wrong. Zhao Rang said immediately:
"I drink milk tea, I want it strong!"
Zhang San first agreed, and then asked:
"Master, is it stronger, the tea or the milk?"
Zhao Rang replied without thinking:
"Toon!"
Yuan Mingkong ordered a cup of green tea shipped from Dawei. It was the Biluochun he had been accustomed to drinking since childhood.
However, the biluo vernal equinox here is very fine, there are 2 liang for one portion, 6 liang for 1 portion, and the best one is 12 liang for one portion.
Even if it costs two taels of silver for a portion of tea, it is exorbitantly expensive. Ordinary people cannot afford to drink it... But consider that this tea is transported over the mountains and ridges from the south of Dawei. You have to beware of bandits and the sun on the way.
Rain causes tea leaves to deteriorate. After calculating these costs, plus the rent and labor of the teahouse, it is considered reasonable.
Zhang San asked the waiter to order, and he also ordered a milk tea for himself, but it was light tea and thick milk.
The clerk brought over a booklet, which was full of handicap, with as many as forty or fifty types, even compared to Dawei Imperial City.
Zhao Rang opened the book and Yuan Mingkong looked at it with great interest, when a shadow suddenly appeared on the booklet.
When I looked up, I saw two strangers standing across the table without saying a word.
Seeing that Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong noticed him, they sat down unceremoniously.