"I heard that the porters of Wu State have very powerful plans, and the merchants in Xia Chengnan City are not as good as them."
"You are not strong by planning, you are strong by fighting!"
In Shangqiu, the capital of the Song Dynasty, the excitement spread all over the place in one day.
There is no reason why the people of the Song Dynasty did not care about a porter from the Wu Kingdom. In fact, he was beaten and screamed by a fierce man from the Wu Kingdom last year. He was so miserable that he naturally remembered it clearly.
Now the people of Wu came again. Not only did they crush the commercial skills that Song was proud of, but they also chased them down the street for ten miles. It was quite shocking.
However, the Song people in Shangqiu still have only one thing to say to the Wu people.
Shit, Wu Man Dog!
Fortunately, in all the countries in the Central Plains, killing people on the street is not a big deal. These days, there is no penalty for killing people on the street. After the officials on duty that day mediate, the problem can be solved.
Whether he should serve a sentence, or whether he should be sentenced, all depends on the Shangguan's mood.
If you're in a good mood, catch it. If you're in a bad mood, who wants to take care of such nonsense?
So when the city magistrate came over and recalculated how much the merchants charged, Wu Guo's porters were fine. They were treated as honored guests and sat in the city magistrate's office for a while, probably receiving a little reward.
Leave.
It's just that on the second day, there were many more carriages and horses outside the guest house where the porters stayed. The quality was not at the same level as the guest house.
The guest house is very simple, just a rammed-earth wooden house with some thatch, just enough to accommodate people.
The sanitary environment... that is, it was relatively dry and easy to clean, so when the porters from Wu Kingdom arrived, they bought this place. It became the place where the caravan from Baisha Village, Jiangyin City would stay, and it would become a fixed point here in the future.
"Is this text?"
Outside the guest house, a signboard is being erected. The signboard is not for the Song people, but for the Wu people. To be more precise, it is for a small number of nobles from Jiangyin and Biyang.
Only a few nobles in Biyang Kingdom learned a few simplified Chinese characters from Li Jie.
"How many of you want to buy some goods? Our goods are unique and a specialty of Wujiangyin. Gentlemen, would you like to come inside and take a look?"
The Wu people who were installing the signboard spoke in a strong Suzhou dialect. The current Suzhou high-level people speak very differently from those in the Central Plains, but they are still roughly the same system.
All the countries in the Central Plains complained about Wu Chu and the bird language was just a complaint, but you can still understand it.
"unique?"
The scholars who stopped at the door were all sneering. They couldn't help it. They knew very well how many things Wu could have. The most they could have was silk. What else could they have?
I just saw Wu who was doing things in plain clothes but full of confidence, so I became a little curious.
"I heard that some people from Wu were making trouble on the street yesterday. I wonder who they were?"
"Um?"
The Wu man in a green robe suddenly lost his expression and stared at the visitor with an unkind expression, "Everyone, what happened yesterday was because the people of Song Dynasty were greedy for money and shameless. Why are my compatriots making trouble on the streets? There is a saying: When you see injustice on the road, draw your sword to help! Force!
Although Yang is far away, I am a brother in Jiangyin. If my brother is in trouble, how can I not help him? If he does not help, then it is not the Wu people who are causing trouble, but the Wu people who are beasts!"
The few scholars just opened their mouths and didn't think too much about it. They just never expected that the Wu people across from them could be so good at speaking out.
Originally, he wanted to pretend that he didn't understand what the other party said, but he still felt ashamed. Several scholars got off the carriage one after another and bowed respectfully to the Wu people.
"It's unintentional for you to make a mistake. Don't blame me. Don't blame me..."
Several Song scholars apologized, but the Wu people were not arrogant and refused to give in. Instead, they raised their hands and returned the gift: "The second and third sons are open-minded and aboveboard. Come in and drink tea. Please!"
"Tea?"
"please!"
Wu Ren was full of confidence in his words, and turned around and shouted, "We have a distinguished guest coming, and you are not ready to serve tea?! Serve good tea!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Several Wu people who were working with their sleeves rolled up immediately put down their work and started working.
The people of the Song Dynasty didn't say much, they just observed secretly. They found that these "servants" of Wu State who had put down their work actually washed their hands first, then cleaned their faces. After wiping them clean, they changed into dry clothes. The clothes were not that good.
It is made of linen, but it is washed cleanly and worn on the body. It does not look expensive but is very decent.
"The Wu people here..."
Some scholars sighed with emotion like this, but they couldn't go on because they didn't know what to say.
Compared with other country guesthouses not far away, the situation is completely different.
These remote and low-end guest houses are often dirty and messy, but when Wu people come, the first thing they do is clean them.
Completely different from most business people who just take things as they come.
"I dare to ask the proprietor. Just now someone said: When the road is uneven, draw your sword to help. I don't know what a sword is. Who said this?"
"This is called a sword, as my lord said."
As he spoke, the man from Wu with dark skin and thick beard smiled and pulled out the sword at his waist, which was completely different in shape from the swords worn by scholars.
The counterweight of the Ganshou Sword was adjusted many times before the "Crocodile Man" and "Yongfu" could adapt to it. This thing is quite useful in street fights and team operations in tight terrain.
Of course, County Magistrate Li wanted to form cavalry, but it turned out that spears were the most handy, they could kill people with just a poke, and the training difficulty was much lower.
The most important point is that the Ganshou Dao is too expensive and can only be distributed to the captain. Anyway, there is no hope of fully equipping it in the short term.
"Can you..."
There was a scholar who was obviously a warrior. He had a strong figure, calloused hands, and slight scars on his face. His image and style were somewhat different from other scholars.
However, he was obviously well-educated. After he opened his mouth, he felt something was wrong. He nodded to Wu in embarrassment, took a half step forward, then took a step back, and bowed to express his apology.
"No problem!"
The Wu people were happy, "I am the 'Baisha brave man' in Jiangyin City. Warriors love sharp weapons. Let me give you a look."
He handed the knife over with both hands, his behavior was very refreshing, but when he made this action, there were other Wu people standing still on the left and right, and they were also holding the guy in their hands...
Most of the Song scholars did not notice it, but the warriors still keenly felt the difference between the Wu people.
Overcome by curious and joyful thoughts, the samurai stepped forward and took the knife with both hands. Then he slowly held the handle of the knife. When he slowly pulled out the scabbard, the rough and sharp appearance of the blade was revealed.
Come, the Song warriors' breathing became rapid.
As an aspiring warrior, he would not be happy when he saw a beautiful woman, but when he saw a magical weapon, he felt itchy and almost went crazy.
"This...is the knife!"
The eyes of the warrior of the Song Dynasty were full of fanaticism. He knew the goods, and the scholars around him were also discerning. As long as they were scholars, they would have a skill of killing people passed down from their families, and they would naturally have a correct understanding of weapons.
"This knife..."
"Not for sale!"
The Wu man directly interrupted the Song warrior's words. The other man's behavior made it difficult for him to think with his toes. So the Wu man laughed and said, "Do you know how much experience you need to go through to get this sword? Now I am
Only one of the 'brave' captains can obtain this sword to prove his ability!"
As soon as he said this, the warrior's expression was quite complicated. He closed his eyes as if he was making a difficult decision. His expression was unpredictable, and it felt like a battle between heaven and man.
After a long time, the Song warrior sighed, returned the sword to Wu with both hands, and asked in a low voice: "I wonder if Jiang Yinzi is still recruiting warriors?"