bookrebus Chapter 380 Going to Beijing
Chapter 380 Going to Beijing
Baihu looked at them and said, "I think we've seen a ghost."
Xuanwu slapped his head and said:
"Where in the world did this ghost come from? Let's retreat first. As long as there is green mountains, there will be no fear of running out of firewood. We have more than just one iron mine.
But this time, I'm afraid the situation has gotten out of hand. I'm afraid the Parthian Empire won't let us go."
Lin Wanwan was eating fruit at this time. The ground was piled with tropical fruits brought from the Anxi Village.
Mrs. Bai looked at the durian and said, "I don't know what kind of fruit this is. Let's open it and try it."
As soon as she opened it, she almost vomited: "Is this fruit bad?"
Lin Wanwan quickly waved her hand, and the milk tea next to her translated: "Wanwan said it's delicious, I want to eat it too..."
Milk tea was almost drooling. Madam Bai peeled the durian and said, "This...is this edible? The people of Parthia are weird, and this fruit is weird too."
Master Bai said:
"These are all kitchen items, they must be edible. If they are not edible, why would they be placed here?
Let’s all try it, and if it tastes good, we’ll give it to Wanwan.”
There were several particularly large durians, some of which had exploded.
Mr. Bai broke off a piece of the fleshy durian and put it in his mouth.
At first, the strong smell made him pinch his nose, frowning tightly, his face full of resistance, and he swallowed the durian forcefully.
But unexpectedly, as I chewed, something wonderful happened. The more I ate, the more delicious it tasted.
When Wang Fa smelled the strong smell, his face turned pale instantly, his stomach churned, and he almost vomited.
He waved his hands hurriedly and shouted, "This thing must be stinky, how can it taste good? I won't fall for your tricks!"
Liu Xiang picked up a piece of durian and drank it in one gulp.
In an instant, a complex and rich taste spread in the mouth.
His originally furrowed brows gradually relaxed, his eyes full of surprise. He didn't expect that this seemingly stinky durian could be so delicious.
Mrs. Bai held a piece of durian in her hand and brought it to her mouth. The smell made her step back.
She closed her eyes and tried to muster up the courage to eat the durian, but after trying several times, her throat seemed to be blocked by something and she couldn't put it in her mouth.
Zhao Qiaoniang took a bite of the durian and said excitedly, "Mom, this tastes really good. It's soft, sticky, and especially sweet. Try it!"
Mrs. Bai quickly waved her hand and refused: "Forget it, I really don't dare to try it. Just give it to us Wanwan!"
Lin Wanwan couldn't hold back any longer. She took the durian and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
After eating a large piece of durian, she licked her lips in satisfaction, her eyes full of nostalgia.
This familiar taste is what she has been longing for for a long time. It can be said that people who like durian love it deeply, while people who don’t like it avoid it.
Not only durian, but also mangosteen, mango, and jackfruit, all of which are Lin Wanwan's favorites.
Madam Bai peeled two mangosteens for her and said, "You can't eat this anymore. If you keep eating like this, you won't be able to finish lunch. We're also planning to leave for Bianjing. I don't know what Bianjing has become like now."
The large amounts of grain stored in the warehouses of the Parthian stronghold became their spoils of war.
As early as when they took action, they had planned their retreat in advance and engaged the enemy head-on to attract their attention.
Zhao Lei and Liang Tieshan quietly led a team of people and carried out bags of food along the path behind.
Madam Bai stood in front of the mountain of grain and looked at Zhao Qiaoniang and said, "I didn't expect such a small village to be so rich. The entire granary is full, enough to feed us for several months."
Zhao Qiaoniang sighed and said, "The poor will die of poverty, and the rich will die of wealth."
All of this food was shipped from the Parthian Empire at a very low cost.
At present, the Parthian Empire is experiencing a good year with good weather and good harvests, and this year is no exception, making local food prices more affordable.
They were well versed in business and followed the principle of buying low and selling high. They purchased large quantities of cheap grain in the Parthian Empire and then transported it thousands of miles to sell here.
Not only that, they will also transport the valuable iron ore and various ores here back to the Parthian Empire.
The Parthian Empire was experienced in this type of trade and, relying on its own advantage in grain production, was able to thrive in this transaction of buying low and selling high.
Master Bai sneered and said, "The Parthian Empire is a notorious bandit nation. Just wait and see! It won't be long before the border becomes chaotic."
Da Qi is now facing internal and external troubles. This year's harvest is poor, and people are starving everywhere. The border outside is also in turmoil, and no one knows what the situation will be like in the future.
Early the next morning, Lin Wanwan was carried onto a carriage. The surface of the carriage was covered with a thick layer of dust, making it look gray.
The curtains were replaced with dull colors such as black and blue. The fabric was worn and patched at the corners, swaying slightly in the wind.
If you walk in and take a closer look, you will find a different world inside.
Just take the carriage that Lin Wanwan was riding in. Although it looked ordinary, it actually held a lot of secrets.
The interior of the carriage is made entirely of the finest wood boards, which exude a faint wood fragrance. Every inch of the wood is polished smooth and flat, demonstrating its extraordinary quality.
As soon as you enter the car, the first thing that catches your eye is a particularly large cradle with a circle of soft cotton inlaid on the edge to protect Lin Wanwan from being bumped while sleeping.
There is also a quaint and elegant coffee table in the car. Its tabletop is made of a whole piece of sandalwood, and a set of exquisite tea sets is placed on the coffee table.
The coffee table is surrounded by thick wool carpets, which are soft and warm to step on.
Huangmao took the lead and walked at the front of the team, followed by a large group of people.
Master Bai rode his horse in front with an upright posture. Wang Fazhe looked excited and looked around from time to time. Gu Dongyang and Liu Xiang walked side by side, talking in low voices.
Chou Chou, Lin Song, Lin Bai and Lin Yuan followed behind on horseback. The horses they rode were relatively short, but they were gentle and obedient. They walked with steady steps, clattering on the official road.
At night, when a group of people arrived at Xiongguan City, the guards at the city gate immediately stopped them.
The guard looked at everyone with sharp eyes and shouted, "Where are you from?"
Master Bai stepped forward calmly and replied respectfully, "Sir, we are from Longhu Town."
The guard held out his hand and said coldly, "Bring out the customs documents."
Master Bai quickly handed over the documents, and after the guards inspected them, they asked, "Bandits are rampant these days. Where are you going with all this cargo?"
Master Bai smiled warmly and patiently explained, "We are preparing to go to Bianjing. We plan to sell these goods there to earn some money for the journey."
But the guard still held on to him and repeatedly asked for details about the goods.
Huang Mao hurriedly took out a small piece of silver from his waist, quietly put it into the guard's hand, and said humbly: "Sir, we are in a hurry. Can you please give us some convenience?"
The guard understood what he meant and coughed lightly, his attitude changing instantly: "It would have been better if you had done this earlier. Money makes things easier. Come in!"