I made myths

Chapter 106
"Jiang Yan! Slow down! I can't keep up!"

"Can't keep up? Then follow up quickly, whoever gets home later will wash the dishes!"

Jiang Yan walked through the trees with a mischievous smile, while Chuan Er was chasing hard on the ground with a bundle of green wood on his back.

But his strength is far inferior to Jiang Yan, and he is carrying a heavy green wood on his back, even if Jiang Yan can release water, he can't catch up at all.

The two children ran and played in the mountains like this, took the prey from the traps, and went home to let Wen Qian cook for them.

I don’t know when Jiang Yan adapted to today’s life, from treating Chuan’er as a child to now being able to play with him freely.

After a while, the two crossed the small roads with ease and came to the business road beside the mountain.

Coincidentally, a caravan passed by here, carrying all kinds of goods, including ordinary children's food.

For example, the apple-sized round unknown fruits wrapped in red syrup deeply attracted Chuan'er's attention.

When he was in the city, he hadn't gotten over the pain of parting, so he was naturally not interested in these things, but now that he has come out with the company of Wen Qian and Jiang Yan, his childishness has become more serious, and he is also interested in delicious food.

On the other hand, Jiang Yan lacked interest. After all, it was entirely his credit that this thing was able to be placed on the table.

Moreover, he ate this thing and almost died.

The red syrup extracted from the sweet red leaves is wrapped with sweet balls that can also be used to extract syrup, and can be sold after waiting for the syrup to solidify.

After you buy it, you need to rinse it with hot water to wash away the naturally sticky dust on the surface and soften the special syrup.

This kind of syrup is very concentrated and will not be melted by normal temperature. It can only be eaten after pouring hot water to soften it.

If the sweetness tolerance limit of a normal person is one, these two things are about 0.7+0.8=1.5.

Only those who are extremely fond of sweets, or who regard sweet elements as a necessity for their cultivation, can bear it.

"I really don't know which genius invented this food."

Just when Jiang Yan was sighing secretly, a woman's voice suddenly came from the sedan next to her: "Stop for a moment."

Hearing her words, the caravan stopped immediately, and the woman stepped out of the sedan chair.

It is said to be a sedan chair, but in fact it is just a seat made of wooden boards, not gorgeous and very ordinary, but the woman is handsome, and the clothes she wears are also made of silk, not the normal stiff linen.

After she came out, she looked at Chuan'er and Jiang Yan, and asked softly with a gentle smile: "Whose children are you? Why are you here?"

Chuan'er was a little shy, and hid behind Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan calmly replied: "We are the children of the woodcutter here." He pointed to the green wood on Chuan'er's back.

The woman nodded, and said to the peddler holding the sweet balls, "Give them two syrup sweet balls."

The peddler was following the caravan, and the caravan would also pay later. Naturally, he had nothing to be stingy about. He took out two syrup sweet balls and poured hot water on them, and handed them to Jiang Yanchuan'er until they were ready to eat.

Taking the two unseen foods from Jiang Yan's hand, Chuan'er took a careful lick. The next moment, his eyes widened, and there was a faint light, and he started to eat.

Jiang Yan felt a phantom pain in his throat. He quickly turned his head and said thank you to the woman.

The woman also nodded gently, told them to go home early, and then ordered the caravan to continue moving.

But just as the team started to advance, there was the sound of rumbling horseshoes in the distance. From a distance, a group of bandits wearing animal skins were already running towards the caravan.

The caravan was in a mess in an instant, and the peddlers who followed the caravan were even more panicked. They either collapsed to the ground, or ran away and were shot to death by bows and arrows.

The members of the caravan were naturally experienced and knew that carrying heavy cargo could not outrun the lightly loaded bandits, so each of them took up their weapons and put on a defensive posture to protect the middle sedan chair in the middle.

"Child, carry those two children into the sedan chair!"

The woman in the sedan chair shouted in panic, someone immediately picked up Jiang Yanchuan'er and stuffed her into the sedan chair.

Jiang Yan's expression was a little strange, he was taken into a daze for a moment and thrown into the sedan chair, only to come back to his senses when he was hugged by a woman.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Chuan'er was trembling all over, and his eyes were full of fear.

Reminiscent of Chuan'er's experience that I heard from Wen Qian before, the originally complicated expression suddenly turned cold.

The people in the caravan outside are confronting the bandits. No matter what era, there will always be people who burn, kill and loot. They mix in various situations, just like the green forest heroes in the Water Margin. There are not many heroes. Good people are masters of murder.

And in this initial era, they appeared as bandits. They originally enjoyed the dividends of the ethnic group's conquest, but now they are much less due to the co-governance of the Three Emperors, but they still exist and are difficult to eradicate.

If they are broken up, new forces will still gather and continue to do harm to the people.

The reason is that the development of the human race is incomplete, and there are still many difficulties.

"The caravan in front, do you understand the rules?"

"Of course I understand, catch it!"

A money bag was thrown out and thrown into the hands of the leader of the bandits, who nodded and put the money bag into his arms greedily.

This is one of the rules of business, spend money to avoid disaster.

If you encounter bandits who are difficult to deal with, spend some money so that you can pass safely.

But rules exist, but there are always some people who want to break them.

After collecting the money, the leader of the bandits still didn't give way, and said shamelessly: "My brothers Bailai came here from thousands of miles to protect you, but you only give this money, which is not enough for a full meal. It is not appropriate." Bar?"

"Shameless!"

The woman in the sedan chair cursed in a low voice, her voice was pitifully low, obviously she didn't want to be discovered, Jiang Yan could feel his body trembling as well.

"It seems that my travels have gone the wrong way."

Jiang Yan sighed in his heart, the purpose of herding cattle and sheep was to experience the suffering of the world again, and then implement more appropriate rules.

What he didn't expect was that after walking up, it would be so difficult to walk down again. Even standing in the crowd, it was difficult for him to see ordinary people who were close at hand.

The money thrown by the caravan just now, not to mention hundreds of people, even a thousand people are enough to be happy for a few days.

The greed in people's hearts is like a mountain, which is difficult to climb and cannot be calmed down.

The leaders of the caravan also cursed the bandits in their hearts, but they had so many people that they had no room to resist, so they had to throw out a piece of money again and said: "Master, we are also a small business. If you let us go, we will be fine." I will offer you money next time."

After collecting the money and listening to the good words, the bandit nodded in satisfaction, and responded: "I can talk, so let's go, when will you be back?"

"It's three to five days faster, and ten days slower." The person who led the caravan responded.

"That's great, I'll come to see you in a few days, don't miss the appointment."

"Nature, nature."

The caravan leader breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly greeted the caravan to leave.

Everyone showed a look of rejoicing for the rest of their life after the catastrophe. The bandit in the lead seemed to like to see their desperate expressions very much, standing on the side of the road and quietly watching the caravan leave.

suddenly!

"Wait!" The leading bandit spoke again and stopped the caravan.

His eyes were fixed on the sedan chair, and his brows were slightly raised: "Who is sitting here? Such a big air, he won't come out to see me."

(End of this chapter)