In the years of ancient traders

"You kid, are you just cheating on your brother like this?" Yin Sheng stood in front of the hot pot restaurant with a rather bleak look.

Song Anan didn't bother to talk to him.

Speaking of Brother Keng, his second brother was called the second, but no one dared to be the first. Those weird medicines when he was a child often gave him diarrhea.

"Of course I won't let Second Brother Yin go like this." Song Shu said, waving his hand to recruit ten of Song Anan's personal soldiers, each armed with a sword, "These are the elite of Anan's men, and they will definitely protect you."

"That's about the same." Yin Sheng glanced at those people. He had been away from home for so long that he still couldn't recognize them all. "How are these people's skills?"

"Fair." Song Anan said.Much worse than myself, but better than my second brother.

"Okay, Second Brother will do what he can to do it for you." Yin Sheng said, taking his medicine bag, and beckoning the group of people to go into the dense forest.

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The tribe at the foot of the Rila Mountain is called the Lila tribe. There are not many people, but they are very fierce.

Yin Sheng swaggered into the tribe with his men and was immediately surrounded.

"Go and call some more people." The tribal chief said to the warriors on the side.

This group of people seemed to be swaying, but in fact they were hiding very deeply. They avoided their whistle and rushed straight into the tribe without making a sound.

"Oh, it's a big battle, but you came to welcome me?" Yin Sheng got a folding fan from nowhere and shook it leisurely, as if this was his home.

The soldiers he had brought were scattered around him, swords drawn, battling the spears of the Horde warriors.

The tribal chief was born locally and had learned some Mandarin, so he could understand Yin Sheng's words.But he wasn't the kind of people from the Central Plains who like to go round and round. He didn't answer Yin Sheng's words, and said directly: "Your Excellency brought so many people into my tribe, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing serious, just pick up a few people." Yin Sheng shook his folding fan and took a step forward.

The warriors of the tribe rushed forward in response, and the soldiers of the Yin family also caught up at the same time, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Not far away, on an open space near the tribe, a group of children were playing. There were adults working nearby, but someone came to pass the message, and they all left.

"Shopkeeper Song, the adults are all gone." The scout withdrew from the bushes and quickly returned to the rear camp.

Both Song Shu and Anan were there, and the remaining employees of the Song family and a few soldiers of the Yin family were resting on the mat.

Shortly after Yin Sheng left yesterday, Song Shu left as a team and quietly fell behind Yin Sheng.Originally, Song Shu wanted to discuss it with him in advance, but Anan said that his brother had too many moths, and he was afraid that something bad would happen, so he gave up.

Now it seems that Yin Sheng may have guessed a little bit, so he broke in so blatantly, and attracted the tribe to call back all the adults.

In any case, this is exactly what Song Shu wanted.

"Take the pot and set it up," Song Shu ordered.

The workers of the Song family immediately started to move their hands, those who moved the firewood moved the firewood, and those who set up the pots set up the pots. After a while, the fire rose.

The children were playing in the open space, but after the adults left, they became more unrestrained.

But before he had time to climb the tree to go crazy, he saw a group of adults in Central Plains clothes rushing into their open space.Although these children were young, they were also vigilant. They immediately gathered together and looked at the coming person defensively.

The workers of Song's family ignored them, and raised the fire by themselves, and poured the hot pot ingredients and beef bone soup into the pot. After a while, the aroma of the hot pot wafted out.

Immediately after the pot rolled, two workers brought two large pots of meat. The pot was not big, but the meat was piled high, like a hill.

Crash.

The meat was all poured into the pot.

The children swallowed, staring intently.

Their tribe lives by hunting and gathering. Although the forest is rich in prey, meat is not available every day.

"Boss, the meat is ready, come and eat!" a worker shouted.

Those children looked in the direction of his yelling, and saw a white young man in a green robe walking out of the dense forest.Behind him was a tall young man, with undulating muscles on the two exposed arms, not inferior to the warriors in their tribe.

"Come, come, let's eat together." Song Shu greeted the workers.Some workers brought bowls and long chopsticks and distributed them to everyone.

Song Anan went to pick up the meat for Song Shu, and Song Shu asked someone to bring a seasoning jar, and said while adding ingredients: "This hot pot must be delicious with sesame oil and garlic. It not only adds flavor, but also removes the ingredients in the pot Angry. Sometimes I also add fermented bean curd, which is salty and fresh.”

Song Shu spoke loudly on purpose so that the children next to him could hear him clearly.

"I prefer soy sauce." A worker said angrily, "add onion, garlic and parsley, put the boiled beef in it, roll it around, stuff it in your mouth, it will be delicious."

"Soy sauce is good, but sesame paste is more fragrant..." These Songji workers are all experienced hot pot eaters, and they were instructed by Song Shu. They talked about the deliciousness of hot pot almost to the sky.

Today, several people from the Central Plains were arrested in the tribe. The chief asked them to teach the official language and Chinese characters. These children listened to them every day. While talking about it, people practiced it. Just by looking at the way they eat in full swing and smelling the aroma, they all know that it is delicious.

"The meat is gone, bring some more!" someone shouted.

"Only eat meat, but don't hide. Didn't we also bring pig brains, duck intestines, and tripe? We also brought the fish meatballs and chicken meatballs. Let's have a full meal."

"Come on!" Several people got into the bushes, and when they came out, each of them took pots of food in their hands, and each pot was piled up like a hill.

In order to create a full pile of pots, the pots that Song Shu brought were not big at the beginning, so they can create the effect of hills when they are placed casually.

Such pots and pots are brought up one after another, and the visual effect is very shocking.

Those children's eyes were straightened, and a few young ones had already taken a step secretly.

"Huh, ten thousand gold." Yin Sheng smiled, "Why didn't the chief take someone to grab it?"

"If you don't have money, don't even think about taking people back." The chief said, his face was tattooed with black and blue patterns, and he turned his face, making it even more pervasive.

Their tribe had a tradition of eating captives, but the few captured some time ago did not eat them.They are all learned and talented people who can farm, write Chinese characters, and speak fluent Mandarin.

The Central Plains dynasty was rich, and their tribe wanted to live a life without worrying about food and drink. Therefore, starting from his generation, people with high status in the tribe would find ways to learn the Central Plains Mandarin in order to do business with those people and improve their lives.

Mandarin is hard to learn, and people in the Central Plains avoid them even more when they see tattoos all over their faces.

So it's rare to catch such a good teacher, it's really priceless!

"You have deducted all the stones for our business. Where did you get the money from? You have caused me to lose everything." Yin Sheng said, and immediately put on a miserable expression, acting penetratingly.

"Ten thousand gold, no discussion." The tribal chief said.

The tip of the spear of the warrior of the tribe almost pierced Yin Sheng's face, and the soldiers he led almost put their knives on his neck.

Yin Sheng put his hand into his pocket, which contained the medicinal powder he developed, as long as he finds an opportunity to spill it, more than half of the people here will fall down immediately.It's just that this medicine powder doesn't distinguish between enemy and friend, and he doesn't want to use this method of hurting others or himself unless it is absolutely necessary.

I hope he is not mistaken, if Song Shu and Xiao Min don't come to the oriole in time, his little life may have to be accounted for here.

Hey, I think his daughter-in-law will die young before she comes back.

What a pity, what a pity, there will be one less genius doctor in the world from now on.

"Would you like to eat together?" Song Shu took the initiative to ask when the preparation was almost done.

A child swallowed immediately.

"Don't eat!" The taller leader took the drooling one behind him, and looked at Song Shu warily.

"Who are you? Why are you in the territory of my Lila tribe?" The tall boy's official words were right, and Song Shu guessed that his father's status in the tribe would not be low.

"We are businessmen passing by. We are hungry. Let's borrow your place for a meal." Song Shu said.

"Young chief, let's go back and call people, and arrest them too." Another boy approached the tall one and said in their own words.

The meat looks so delicious, if you catch them, all the meat will belong to the tribe.

Song Shu couldn't understand what they said, but his eyes were not very friendly. Before he had time to retreat, Song Anan had already stepped in front of him and brought two bowls of instant beef with oil.

"Taste." Song Anan took a few steps forward, put the meat on the ground, turned around and brought Song Shu back to the pot.

"Young chief, can I have a taste?" The one who swallowed just now couldn't help it anymore. He was only five or six years old, and he grew up in a tribe, so he didn't have any twists and turns. People are not dangerous, so they start thinking about meat.

"Your Excellency, the tip of your spear is going to poke my face. This is not the way to treat guests." Yin Sheng spoke in a leisurely manner, as if he was being pointed at with the tip of a spear.

"The way of hospitality is to treat guests. You bring warriors, not guests!" The chief raised his scepter and pointed at Yin Sheng, "Are you going to leave by yourself, or should we throw you out?"

The people from the Central Plains must not let go, but the warriors brought by this person are very strong, and the people of their tribe will definitely be injured in a fight.

It would be great if there was a chance to sneak attack like last time.

"Yeah!" When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a tall young man ran over. It was the young chief who had just talked to Song Shu.

"What are you doing here? Go back!" the chiefs shouted in their language.

"Yeah, a merchant said that he has high-yield corn and barley seeds. He showed me that there are many grains on the ears of wheat, which are several times that of our tribe!" the young chief said.

Merchants?Alarm bells rang in the chief's heart.

"What about the other kids?" he asked.

"I was eating hot pot. He brought a lot of meat. At first I thought it was bad people who dared not eat it, but the meat was not poisonous, and I tasted it!" said the young chief.

Finished!

The chief thought.

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