Chapter 2006 Lobbyists Deceive the King's City

Bolero, who was holding the bowl, quickly poured two mouthfuls of broth into his mouth to soak up the fried noodles, suppressing his shock.

He figured out how to cook dozens of dishes.

Roast, boil, fry, steam, eat raw, what else?

"They work a lot, they eat well and have strength." Burello found an excuse himself.

"What's so much? Look at Li En, Southeast, Northwest and Middle School over there. The five of them are slaves, and they only work for four hours a day.

The rest of the time was spent reading, swimming, wandering around the village, and eating dried meat as snacks.

In this way, I can get several coins a month, but there is no place to spend it, and it is left there to rust. "

Fan Fan's face was full of sadness, mourning his misfortune, angry that he did not fight, and did not work during the good times.

Boleiluo continued to eat to calm down his shock and swallowed: "Where is Zhangjia Village?"

"It's the same. Every family lives in a small building and eats cucumbers in the winter. The cucumbers have so long butts left, so they throw them away."

Fan Fan's criticism of Zhangjiacun was outrageous.

"So rich? Why?" Burello wanted to find out the reason.

"What else could it be? It's close to the Lijiazhuangzi. Because of the Lijiazhuangzi in Chang'an, the people learned to raise more chickens and didn't eat the yolks of the eggs. They were too dry and choked their throats.

When you eat meat, it tastes fat, right? The people didn't like to eat it, so they bought the bones and ate the little meat on the bones.

The most annoying thing is that when they are walking to eat, they miss the big meat buns and the little ones, and the pia falls on the ground. I don’t want it anymore, it’s dirty! "

Fan Fan started talking about ordinary people and continued to accuse.

"If it falls on the ground, pick it up, pat it, and blow it, then you can eat it? Where is Luoyang?"

Boleiluo also knew that Luoyang was another prosperous place in the Tang Dynasty and wanted to compare it.

"Luoyang? The proprietor and your majesty went to Luoyang and were busy making money for the people.

Hundreds of thousands of people walked there from all over the place and gave them things wherever they went.

A person can buy dozens of kilograms of rice for a day's work. Local eggs are so cheap that he can afford ten at a meal.

When Ah Jin and his tribe follow them back, they arrange to stay next to Lijiazhuangzi in Luoyang.

In less than two months, I can wear new clothes and start eating meat every day. "

Fan Fan turned the topic to Ah Jin and others, drawing cakes, big cakes.

Brelo stopped eating: "Were they not slaves in the past?"

"Slave? The slaves of Lijiazhuangzi work for four hours a day, and how much money they get every month.

Do they want to be slaves? dream! If it weren't for our Yulin Flying Cavalry making a lot of money, I would have wanted to be a slave to Lord Li.

Life in Lijiazhuang is easy. Li Dong advocates benevolence and righteousness. Apart from anything else, what will happen to your clan’s horses when they get old? "

Fan Fan worked hard to dispel the other party's fear of the future. He was not a slave, so go ahead.

"If you can't do the work, you'll have to kill it for meat. The same goes for dogs. They're old and useless." Burello gave the answer very naturally.

"Lijiazhuangzi is not like that. There are a lot of old people, take good care of them, and play chess and cards when they have nothing to do.

The guard dog never eats meat. Horses and cows were used for work, and when they could no longer work, they were raised until they died, and then the meat was eaten.

Think about it, Boss Li treats livestock like this, what would it be like if he were a human being? "

Fan Fan made a comparison and was not lying.

The steamed stuffed buns fell to the floor, and eating the eggs but not the yolks is a lie.

If the proprietor didn't catch the buns himself, he would pick them up and eat them if they fell on the floor, let alone others.

That is to say, His Majesty dropped the bun and before he could pick it up, the palace maids and eunuchs next to him rushed to pick it up, stuffed the bun into their mouths, and thanked His Majesty for the reward.

Brairo ate in silence, thinking about things.

Fan Fan took out a small flat wine bottle from his pocket, took out some dried meat, and drank from the dried meat.

Brelo smelled the smell of wine. As the leader of the tribe, he could occasionally take a few sips, but the smell was not as strong as it was now.

"Is the wine spicy?" Burello swallowed, greedy for the wine.

"Try it, take a small sip, be sure to take a small sip. If you can't stand it, hold your breath first and don't cough."

Fan Fan handed the wine bottle over. He was not afraid that the other party would have an infectious disease, as long as he could persist in returning to Dongzhu Li.

Brairo took it and smelled it first. It was too strong. He put his mouth to the mouth of the pot and sucked a little.

There was a cold feeling in the mouth first, then the position of the throat was like a knife slashing, and when it reached the stomach, boom! After the wine dispersed, he shivered, and then he breathed out warmly.

He narrowed his eyes: "Good wine! Drink it to warm yourself up."

"Yes!" Fan Fan agreed: "Lijiazhuang has a lot of this wine. The Tang Dynasty now has a lot of food, so it doesn't hurt to use it to make wine.

The old grain is also fed to chickens and pigs. The old grain is piled in the warehouse and has become moldy and hairy.

You can’t finish it at all. Have you ever seen rice that is harvested every three months? No? The whole Henan Prefecture is planting it. "

Burello took another sip of wine and took a few breaths: "The food is piled up and moldy? We had food in the past? Now we have nothing."

"The people of the Tang Dynasty who came to Luoyang from other places had no tableware, tools, food, or money.

The weather was not very cold yet, but some people only wore hemp pants and found shoes to change into when they arrived at the inn. The inn provided food, drink and accommodation.

There is a post station ten miles away. You can use it casually. If you are on your way in the morning or evening, the director of the pavilion can borrow some clothes and change at the next post station.

Wait until Luoyang, rest for two days, eat well, sleep well, and find something to do, which will cost you thirty or forty dollars a day! "

Fan Fan spoke in more detail, and this is how direct sales people generally talk.

"We didn't have a post station in the past." Brai Luo envied Datang's ten-mile post station, and he began to consider the specific issues of traveling to Datang.

"Go to your king, no, to the king of the Tang Dynasty, and we will exchange it for something else.

Rest for a few days, take care of yourself, and then follow us. There will be more sleds, and then change horses. Everyone will take sleds to the seaside.

There is a big ship parked on the seaside. Get on the ship and go south, bypassing the peninsula. There is a train station in Haizhou. You will know how good life is when you take the train. "

Fan Fan completed the task and fooled a tribe to follow.

Bulairo took another sip of wine, finished his meal quickly, and urged the tribesmen to speed up and hurry.

The Southwest Barbarians gave them horses to use, mainly to reach the destination.

The entire Bulairo tribe was persuaded by the Yulin Flying Cavalry, and there was no need to hold a meeting to discuss.

In the middle of the night, they rested for another half an hour to rest the horses.ＵU Reading ｗｗｗ． ｕukａｎｓｈｕ． ｎｅｔ

When the sun popped out from the horizon again, everyone finally... saw people.

It was still more than ten miles away from the city. This side belonged to the tribe that depended on the royal city.

They all knew each other. Looking at the people here, they were okay. The heavy snow didn't crush many of their houses.

The team stopped nearby to rest and eat.

There were too many soldiers and horses. It was not good to rush directly into the other party's royal city. It would scare people.

We hoped that this tribe would report the news, and then the royal city would send people to welcome them.

It was said to be a trade team. Lijiazhuang sent troops to arrive. Who would dare to treat it as an ordinary business?

Khitan was usually responsible for transit. Now they were fighting and bullying the later Turks. They had no time.

This tribe was frightened. Suddenly, a large group of people appeared, holding weapons one by one. They wanted to rob?