The masked man was very interesting, he put a lot of silver taels in his bag, and also put a sharp dagger of excellent quality.

Lu Huaijin felt that the safety factor was not high enough, so he did not hesitate to pay double the price to the blacksmith to rush to work, and ordered a box of small and practical hidden weapons such as iron needles and darts. He practiced unremittingly every day, and his hidden weapon skills improved rapidly.

Just in case, he smeared poison on some hidden weapons, and carefully kept them close to his body for self-defense in case of distress.

Along the way, he found that the territory of Qian Kingdom was relatively peaceful, and he rarely encountered bandits and horse thieves, so he boldly bought a large and strong carriage.

Wherever he goes, he will buy some local specialties, handicrafts and other things to transport away, and then sell them in the next place, and then buy local specialty products.

Earning the price difference in this way, and repeating the cycle, his small coffers that had shrunk gradually filled up.

With this kind of business, he no longer has to worry about sitting and eating mountains and mountains, and he feels more at ease, and he also has the mood to travel in mountains and rivers.

He made a self-made quill pen and notebook, made an account book, and wrote down what he saw, heard, and felt along the way as a souvenir.

In mid-spring, the climate is warm, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, which is suitable for camping and barbecue.

As long as it doesn't rain, Lu Huaijin will choose to eat and sleep in the wild, which can not only make him happy, but also save money.

He was from a poor family in his previous life. Although he had never been hungry or frozen, he had developed a good habit of thrift since he was a child.

Now, he came to a completely strange world with no one to rely on. Although he started a small business with the money donated by the masked man, he still saved as much as he could and did not dare to spend it recklessly.

Fortunately, in his previous life, he knew how to dig out bird eggs, catch hares, touch fish, catch shrimps, and make a fire to make homemade delicacies.

In this life, his martial arts are much stronger than those in his previous life, and his desire to survive in the wild is no problem.

Walking at sunrise and resting at sunset, breathing the fresh air that was not available in the previous life, eating green and non-polluting food, drinking clean and clear fresh water, and sleeping on the ground after eating and drinking enough every day, Lu Huaijin felt that this The small days were still quite peaceful and beautiful.

More than 3 months passed in a flash, it was midsummer and the weather was hot.

That evening, the setting sun was like a fire, burning half of the sky red.

Lu Huaijin successfully fished up two plump and lively grass carp from the clear river, cleaned them up quickly, put them on branches, and lit a fire for barbecue.

In order to satisfy his appetite, he bought a variety of seasonings and put them in the carriage.

With these seasonings and skilled craftsmanship, the grilled fish is naturally crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a tangy aroma.

He was sitting happily on the grass by the river, eating grilled fish, drinking fine wine, and admiring the sunset in the cool breeze, when the peaceful dinner time was suddenly broken by a group of people who broke into the river beach.

The group owned a two-horse carriage, a groom, two horses and two riders. The three men were all big and round, with knives on their waists, and all of them possessed martial arts.

They turned a blind eye to Lu Huaijin, and domineeringly chose places with the upper hand to station, with a clear division of labor for catching fish, hunting, and lighting fires, and making dinner deftly. They looked like veterans of wild survival.

Lu Huaijin was disappointed by the thick smoke constantly blowing in the wind, and felt a little dissatisfied, but he didn't break out.

He has never been a person who likes to stir up trouble, and now he is alone in a strange world, and when he encounters troubles, he can avoid them if he can, how can he take the initiative to provoke troubles?

Besides, he could feel the dangerous aura about these tall men with high noses, deep eyes, and burly men, so he wouldn't be so stupid as to protest.

The three big men sat in front of the fire, eating meat and drinking heavily, talking and laughing like no one else was around.

Lu Huaijin knew that they were speaking the language of the Huns. On the surface, they ate fish and drank carelessly, but they were actually listening with their ears up.

Although he had already planned to leave after dinner, he was always on guard because he was afraid that these people would suddenly attack.

Today, the area north of the Yangtze River is occupied by two great powers, Qianguo and Zhenguo. The official language of Qianguo is Xianbei, and the official language of Zhenguo is Xiongnu.

If you want to get along well, knowing Chinese is not enough.

Xie Jiahong should have learned these two languages ​​before him, but even though Lu Huaijin first came into contact with them, he mastered them very quickly.

Because he was in Qianguo, he was able to communicate proficiently in Xianbei along the way.

As for the Hun language, he was a little rusty because he didn't have many opportunities to communicate, but he could still understand it.

"Hey! Are you eavesdropping, kid?"

The groom who grabbed the rabbit's leg and ate his mouth full of greasy food suddenly yelled at Lu Huaijin.

Lu Huaijin's heart shuddered, his expression remained calm, and he continued to eat fish in a leisurely manner.

The groom suddenly got up and rushed to Lu Huaijin, shouting, "Still pretending? I know you're eavesdropping!"

Lu Huaijin pretended to be surprised, looked at the groom with a scar about a finger long on the left forehead with a fearful and blank expression, and said timidly in Chinese: "Master, what are you talking about? I I can't understand what you're saying."

The groom glared fiercely at Lu Huaijin, then said "useless Han Chinese" contemptuously, turned around and walked back to his camp, and said to his companions, "No problem, it's Han Chinese."

"Why bother? It can be killed directly." The bearded man disagreed, "The dead are the safest."

"Don't cause trouble!" The groom warned, "Don't forget our mission!"

"That kid is still running a fever and has been refusing to eat. Can he survive?" the triangular-eyed man worried. "If he dies, we'll all lose our heads. Do you want to see a medical clinic?"

"What if the news gets out and someone catches up with you?" the groom reprimanded, "There are only three of us left, so we can't take any risks!"

"That bastard Yeluhao!" The bearded burly man slammed his fist on the ground, "I want him to pay in blood!"

"This bastard Yeluguang is in his hand but he can't kill him. He's so breathless!" The triangular-eyed man gritted his teeth, "I really want to peel his skin and stretch his tendons!"

"Shut up!" the groom scolded, "Your Highness wants to live!"

Lu Huaijin's heart trembled, and he was secretly glad that he was still smart just now, and he didn't show his feet, otherwise, his head would have fallen to the ground by now.

Thinking that these people regard human life as worthless, he is both afraid and timid.

Your Highness?

Is it the royal family of the real country?

Why did this person order someone to kidnap the son of King Qin of the Qian Kingdom?

The kid Yeluguang has never shown up, he should be lying in the carriage, right?

I don't know how his condition is, whether it is serious.

Lu Huaijin has always felt guilty towards Yeluhao, if he can rescue his son for the latter this time, it can be regarded as repaying his kindness.

It's just that these three people are not low in martial arts, and they are extremely vigilant. They are hard to beat with two fists, how should they be rescued?

Thinking of the drugs and poisons that he made himself in the baggage just in case, his mind came alive.

It's a pity that he is in the downwind, otherwise, put some drug in the fire, maybe they can be stunned.

After Lu Huaijin finished his dinner, he took out the clay pot and went to the river to wash it, and returned with more than half of the pot full of river water.

Then, he opened the package containing Chinese herbal medicines, took out Ophiopogon japonicus, Shengdi, honeysuckle, chrysanthemum, licorice, gardenia, and isatidis, and soaked them in clay pots.

This prescription dispels wind and clears heat, relieves throat and detoxifies, and can treat sore throat, dry itching, cough and other symptoms caused by exogenous wind-heat, and helps relieve Yeluhao's son's condition.

In fact, he has here a good antipyretic prescription taught to him by Zhang Huaijin - Zhuru, silkworm sand, tangerine peel, but he can't decoct the medicine now.

If any of the three big men happened to drink this medicine, his actions would be tantamount to self-reporting.

About half an hour later, the sky was dark, and the mosquitoes by the river began to rampant.

Lu Huaijin built two fires, one for boiling medicine and the other for burning wormwood.

Wormwood is used to repel mosquitoes, and people who go out in this era usually carry some with them.

As the white smoke of wormwood rose, the mosquitoes fled in haste.

The mixed medicinal fragrance gradually diffused in the air.

The three big men were very familiar with the white smoke and medicinal fragrance of wormwood. Seeing that the mosquitoes were driven over, they cursed and took out the wormwood to burn.

While brewing the medicine, Lu Huaijin observed the direction and strength of the wind.

Feeling that the wind stopped, he quietly took the antidote, mixed the drug with wormwood, and threw it into the fire.

The scent on his side is complex, completely covering up the mild smell of the drug.

About half an hour later, Lu Huaijin poured the concoction of the first decoction into the ceramic bowl, and then added water to the steaming clay pot for the second decoction.

After another twenty minutes, he poured out the second decoction juice in the clay pot and left it to dry to warm.

Probably due to the openness of the place, the scent of mist takes effect very slowly.

Lu Huaijin felt a little anxious when he saw that the three people behaved as usual, and they didn't bring water or food to the carriage.

The medicine juice was warmed up. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, he picked up the earthen bowl and pretended to drink the medicine.

"Hey boy, what are you drinking?"

The groom yelled across the smoking fire, this time in Xianbei.

Lu Huaijin intentionally paused for a while, then turned his head and asked in a broken Xianbei dialect, "Master...are you...talking to me...?"

The groom was very satisfied with Lu Huaijin's timid posture and bad language, so he got up and walked over.

He tried his best to put on a kind gesture, but unfortunately, the scar on his left forehead and the forced smile made his expression look a bit hideous.

"What is the medicine you drink for?"

"Little man...exogenous wind-heat...sore throat...the doctor gave the villain...prescribed some medicine...to drink every day...clearing heat...removing internal heat..."

Lu Huaijin stammered for a while, but luckily the groom had the patience to listen.

The groom frowned and thought about it, then stared at Lu Huaijin and asked, "My eldest nephew has a fever, can he take this medicine?"

"You are so cunning, you kidnapped King Qin's son, and you dare to lie that he is your nephew." Lu Huaijin slandered, and replied, "This...don't care...fever..."

"No effect at all?" The groom asked unwillingly, "Didn't you just say clearing away heat?"

Lu Huaijin shook his head first, then nodded again, and said cautiously: "Little man...before...had a fever...the doctor prescribed medicine...haven't finished drinking..."

The groom's eyes lit up, he hurriedly interrupted Lu Huaijin, and asked, "What medicine? Let me see!"

Lu Huaijin took out the prepared medicine package from his luggage, but before he could open it, the groom snatched it away.

Seeing the groom returning to his camp like a whirlwind, Lu Huaijin became skeptical about the effect of the drug that Xiaodong taught him.

The groom opened the paper bag and showed the traditional Chinese medicine inside to his companions.

"Do you know this medicine? Can you drink it?"

"It's all Han people's stuff, who knows." The bearded and strong man said.

"Let the Han man boil it and drink half of it. If he drinks it and there is no problem, we will feed the rest to that kid." The triangular-eyed man suggested, "Even if it can't be cured, at least it won't kill him."

"If it works, then tie him up and let him cook medicine and take care of that bitch." The bearded man said coldly, "If it doesn't work, then kill him, lest he leak the news and harm us."

The author has something to say: the extra update does not affect the main text, which is still updated daily.

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