Film and TV time travel: reselling supplies as soon as the end of the world

For the next period of time, the caravan stopped and started frequently and did not encounter any danger. Gradually, Yu Biaotou and others relaxed their surveillance on Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang kept chatting with Yu Biaotou and others from time to time. From the fragments of words, he knew that Yu Biaotou and others were from Longmen Escort Agency. Speaking of Longmen Escort Agency, isn't it the escort agency that escorted Wudang Yu Dayan? Hasn't this escort agency been destroyed by Cheng Kun? Doesn't that mean that the Sky Eagle Cult hasn't obtained the Dragon Slaying Sword yet?

"It's just as I thought, it's the time when Zhang Wuji hasn't been born yet." Zhou Yang was alone, sitting in the open space to rest: "It's still early now, I guess the Mongols will release the Dragon Slaying Sword as bait in a while."

"Mr. Zhou, what are you thinking about alone? Are you missing home?" Pang Qing greeted Zhou Yang from a distance.

Zhou Yang stood up, bowed to Pang Qing and said, "My family is no longer in this world. I was just thinking about how to settle down in Lin'an Prefecture."

Zhou Yang curled his lips in his heart and said, "My family is not in this world, so you wouldn't know even if I tell you."

When Pang Qing heard Zhou Yang say this, he felt a little embarrassed: "Mr. Zhou, I..."

"Uncle Pang, don't blame yourself. This is destined by heaven." Zhou Yang laughed and prepared to talk about something else with Pang Qing.

"Let's set off, let's set off." The loud voice of Yu Biaotou came from a distance. Yu Biaotou saw Pang Qing and said, "Manager Pang, we are setting off. We will try to get to the inn fifty miles ahead before dark."

Pang Qing complained to Zhou Yang, just like Yu Biaotou, but Yu Biaotou never looked at Zhou Yang from beginning to end. Zhou Yang was used to Yu Biaotou's attitude, but he couldn't afford to offend such a martial artist now, and Zhou Yang was not the kind of person who would lick him hard, so he could only wait until Lin'an Prefecture separated from them.

Yu Biaotou and Pang Qing walked further and further away. Yu Biaotou finally couldn't hold back any longer and said, "Manager Pang, I have a question. Why is the manager treating Zhou Yang so courteously? I have been in the martial arts world for so many years, and this is not the first time we have cooperated. I have never seen the manager treat anyone like this on the street."

Pang Qing smiled, looked at Yu Biaotou and said, "Yu Biaotou, you don't know. When I first met this man, he only had a pair of shorts to cover his body. We have been merchants for decades and have seen a lot of fabrics, such as linen and silk, but I have never seen fabrics like this one. Although I don't know what kind of fabric it is, it is not something that ordinary people can afford. Although this man may not be from a wealthy family, it doesn't hurt to be polite and make friends with him."

How could Pang Qing know that this kind of cotton cloth is everywhere in the future. Yu Biaotou also saw the underwear on Zhou Yang, but he didn't see anything, so he flattered Pang Qing: "It's still the shopkeeper Pang who has a unique vision. We are really short-sighted."

Seeing Yu Biaotou's disapproving look, Pang Qing didn't say anything more, but just said, "Let's go."

So the team began to move forward slowly again.

Zhou Yang didn't know that Pang Qing could see something from him through the fabric of his underwear. He was still aimlessly following the team and walking slowly forward. As he walked and stopped along the way, Zhou Yang clearly felt that the fat on his body was slowly decreasing. He could not see the fat on his arms falling down, only the clothes on his body were getting bigger.

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They walked all the way until about 7-8 pm, and finally arrived at the inn. A group of people entered the inn, and Zhou Yang and a group of guys were assigned to a large bunk bed. With his current status, there was no way for him to change to a better room. He could only squeeze in the bunk bed. Zhou Yang smelled the smell of smelly feet in the room, and saw so many big men picking their feet in the room. Zhou Yang was speechless. He used to think that his feet were smelly, but the feet of the people in this room were really smellier than each other. The smell was really that if Zhou Yang went out now, he didn't know if he would have the courage to come back.

When it was late at night, Zhou Yang couldn't bear it anymore, so he quietly got up and walked out the door, ready to go out for some fresh air. Not long after he left the house, he heard someone talking in the hall in front of him. Zhou Yang followed the sound and walked over, seeing a group of gangsters drinking in the hall.

It's already this late, and you're still drinking, Zhou Yang secretly complained.

"Sir, what are you doing?" The waiter appeared out of nowhere and scared Zhou Yang.

"Brother Xiao Er, you scared me. Don't you know that scaring people can scare them to death? I'm so hungry. Can you give me something to eat?" Zhou Yang took out two silver peanuts from his pocket and handed them to the nodding waiter.

"Sir, I'll go cut some beef for you and get you some wine."

"Okay, go ahead." Zhou Yang nodded and walked towards a table in the hall. As soon as he sat down, he saw the waiter following him: "What's wrong? Not enough money?"

"No! No! There are too many." The waiter shook his head quickly.

"Oh, go ahead! The rest is yours." Zhou Yang actually didn't know how much purchasing power these two little peanuts had.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." The waiter left happily. Not long after, he brought a large plate of beef and a pot of wine.

Zhou Yang just sat there and started eating. The voices of the people at the table behind him were getting louder and louder. Maybe they were talking too much. He could hear them talking about what happened between this sect and that sect.

They were all sects that had never appeared in any TV dramas, not even as supporting roles, yet Zhou Yang was listening to them with great interest.

"Have you heard? The Beggars' Sect spread the news that the Ruyang Palace will escort the Dragon Slaying Sword to pay tribute to the Mongol Emperor!"

"What's that Dragon Slaying Sword? Is it very powerful?"

"Don't you know about the Dragon Slaying Sword? The supreme sword in the martial arts world, the Dragon Slaying Sword, commands the world and no one dares to disobey! Legend has it that whoever obtains the Dragon Slaying Sword can command all the heroes in the world!"

"Humph! How can such a treasure be obtained by the Mongol Emperor?"

"That's right! How could the Mongol Emperor be worthy of owning such a treasure?"

"It is said that many martial artists are planning to unite and steal the Dragon Slaying Sword!"

"Otherwise, we will also go and lend a helping hand to our fellow martial artists."

When Zhou Yang heard what they said, he laughed secretly. He didn't know whether they could help the martial arts world, but they definitely had ideas about the Dragon Slaying Sword.

It seems that Cheng Kun has persuaded King Ruyang to release the Dragon Slaying Sword for martial artists to fight for, and the plot is about to begin. In any case, he will go to Lin'an Prefecture first. With his current strength, he can't get the Dragon Slaying Sword at all. Instead, he is more interested in the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Nine Yin Manual in the Emei Sect's Heavenly Sword.