"Feng Rushan, you said that if the two of us painted wolf head tattoos on our bodies, we could hide it from the Juexiong people. Are they that stupid?"
In front of a simple tea stall on the roadside, Murong Xuefei wore a black veil and yawned in boredom.
In fact, the so-called tea stall is just a table under a thick old willow tree. There is only one kind of tea, which is the most common milk tea made from tea bricks mixed with goat milk. Murong Xuefei is not used to milk tea. It had a weird taste and I didn't take a sip. However, the price was not expensive. As long as two white shields a bowl, Murong Xuefei didn't care if it was a big bowl.
They stopped not to drink tea, but to let themselves and Linma rest.
Murong Xuefei actually preferred the vigorous leopard and lin horses. Unfortunately, Feng Rushan didn¡¯t want to be in the limelight, and the leopard and lin horses were too expensive. In the end, they each rode a lin horse.
Lin Horse has a docile temperament, good endurance, strong strength, and can bear heavy loads, but its speed is average, especially its sprint speed. It is not an excellent war horse, but as a transportation mount, it is not bad.
Although there is a storage ring, the daily necessities that a wandering hunter should have, such as tents, bows, arrows, weapons, etc., still have to be placed on the back of Lin Ma in a pretentious manner.
The Juexiong grasslands also have their own currency, which they call shield coins. For the sake of simplicity, humans directly correspond to white, blue, purple and gold star coins, called white shield, blue shield, purple shield and gold shield. Shield coins and corresponding star coins The exchange ratio in the black market is almost 1:1. Before entering the Qinke Grassland, Feng Rushan exchanged a lot of shield coins. Although he couldn't do big things, the daily necessities were not a problem. Thanks to the relationship introduced by Di Yuanfang, It's not difficult to exchange some shield coins.
"Uncle Master, if they really investigate, they will definitely not be able to hide it. However, if there is nothing to do, who will check the identities of three ordinary little people"
Human merchants with permission could also walk in the Qinke Grassland, but it is not difficult to imagine that there would be some inconveniences. In the end, Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei accepted Di Yuanfang's suggestion and made a fake identity certificate. , became the three Canglang clan members with the largest number among the Jue Xiong clan.
The appearance of the Juexiong people is almost not much different from that of the human race. Of course, there are small differences, such as the color of the eyes, but the appearance of the large and small tribes of the Juexiong people is not the same. Exactly the same, this is not a fundamental obstacle to Feng Rushan and the others.
The Juexiong people believe in the wolf god, and several tribes even claim to be descendants of Sirius. All Juexiong people have a wolf head pattern on their body. Most of them are tattooed when they are born, but it is said that a very few lucky ones have it. , is born, Feng Rushan and the others also had to get a wolf head tattoo each. Legend has it that the person responsible for the tattoo was a master of the Juexun tribe. As for the effect, only God knows. Anyway, the fee is quite expensive, costing 1 gold coin.
Since he dares to charge such a high price and it is said to be a century-old brand, Feng Rushan believes that it is not a big problem to deal with ordinary situations. As for special occasions, this depends on luck.
"Master, Madam, let's go to the foot of the mountain over there. I'll boil water for Master and Madam to make tea. How about I ask the boss to order two bowls of ramen?"
¡°I don¡¯t look very smart, why did you learn Jue Hun language all of a sudden? I am the master.¡±
He Shuang couldn¡¯t get used to the smell of milk tea either.
Although He Shuang doesn¡¯t like to eat ramen cooked with large pieces of beef and mutton, it¡¯s winter now, and eating a bowl of hot ramen can keep out the cold.
When the three of them talked, Feng Rushan spoke in Juexiong, while Murong Xuefei was still accustomed to the human language, but He Shuang knew that Murong Xuefei could also talk to people in Juexiong if necessary.
The gap between the Jue Hun language and the human language is not too big, but it cannot be learned in three to five days. He Shuang started learning Jue Hun language in Qingtian City, and he still cannot speak it fluently, while Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei, on the other hand, speak clearly and eloquently, but Wen Zou Zou's is a bit too literal.
"Xiaobei, tea is not something that our wandering Canglang tribe can afford. Milk tea tastes very good. Drink more and you will get used to it."
Since he is pretending to be a Canglang clan member, his name must of course be in the style of the Canglang Clan. Feng Rushan¡¯s new name is Mu Yan, Murong Xuefei¡¯s name is Mu Xue, and He Shuang¡¯s name is simply Gabei. It is said that they are both Juexun. It was a very common name in the family, but except for Feng Rushan's attention to changing her words, Murong Xuefei couldn't adapt to it for a while. As for He Shuang, she didn't have the chance to call Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei by their names.
The Juexiong people are mainly nomadic, but not every Juexiong people have their own pastures and flocks. Wandering and traveling idlers are also not uncommon.
Feng Rushan positions himself as an unlucky person who lost his pasture in the last heavy snow.??, a wandering hunter with a little money in his hand, walking around on the grassland, seeing the world, and at the same time looking for opportunities.
The owner of the tea stall was a listless old man with a tattered old sheepskin coat. He poured three bowls of tea and then returned to his simple tent. Feng Rushan suspected that the old man might not even have ramen to eat.
Of course, Feng Rushan also knows that He Shuang may not want to eat the old man's ramen. If the old man really has ramen, she may not dare to eat it. But, she is tired.
In the winter of Qinke Grassland, the wind is as cold as a knife and the ground is covered with ice and snow. It is not a good time to travel or go out.
"Feng Rushan, why don't we go directly to Lahasa and try our luck? Wandering around here is useless in my opinion. It's just a waste of time"
In the blink of an eye, more than two months have passed since they entered Qinke Grassland. According to Murong Xuefei's idea, since there is steel sand in the cold stone, they should go to Lahasa to find the cold stone. It is simple, direct and lucky. If it's good, you may not be able to find the Gangsha. At most, it will take a few more years of effort, but you can always find it.
However, Feng Rushan has her own plans.
According to the information obtained by Feng Rushan, cold stones are indeed not rare in the Lahasa Desert. However, most of the areas where cold stones are produced in large quantities, especially high-quality cold stones, are in the hands of powerful tribes who only rely on money to obtain them. Buy, they don¡¯t have that much financial resources, and they don¡¯t have the right identity.
?? Cold stones are considered luxury accessories among the Juexiong people. If a little brat suddenly buys a large number of cold stones, it is no different from a fat sheep running into a pack of wolves.
The key is, according to Feng Rushan's estimation, the Juexiong people must have a special method to identify which cold stone is a cold stone from ordinary stones, and to discover the steel sand from the cold stone. It is by no means crushing every cold stone. I took a look, but unfortunately, the Juexiong people's monopoly on this kind of advanced knowledge was exactly the same as other places. Feng Rushan could not find any relevant information.
Therefore, Feng Rushan¡¯s plan is to slowly sneak into the upper-class circles of the Juexun tribe in a natural and unobtrusive way, and then consider his next move after he masters the know-how of detecting cold stones and Gangsha.
However, in order to squeeze into the upper echelon of the Juexiong clan, Feng Rushan had no good way. He could only adopt the stupidest old method, hoping to meet a noble son in distress, and the most likely to have a noble son in distress was naturally Zheng Zhan. Therefore, in the past two months, Feng Rushan has been wandering around among the tribes attacked by the White Horse Army. According to Murong Xuefei, he was just wandering around. Unfortunately, his luck was average.
They encountered a few small-scale wolf packs and fights, but there was no need for them to rescue the young master in distress.
Moreover, the White Horse Army attacked several small tribes and won consecutive battles. However, with the advent of the cold winter, the White Horse Army has retreated to the human territory and rested. It will not be possible to launch a new attack until at least next spring. Murong Xuefei , I felt that there was little hope, and gradually became a little impatient.
"Uncle Master, when the White Horse Army's offensive was fierce, the grassland people shared the same hatred. Even if they were defeated, it would not be called a disaster. There were three or two of us, and we would not be of much use. And the party that lost in the ensuing internal fighting might lose. Only when we are completely in trouble can we have a chance"
The old power structure was destroyed or changed by the White Horse Army. In the process of establishing a new balance, there will be a large number of frustrated people. Feng Rushan had her own ideas about the White Horse Army's withdrawal, but she had to make it clear to Murong Xuefei. , but not easy.
"Humph! You are the only one who is full of lies."
Being reasonable is not Murong Xuefei¡¯s strong point.
In fact, the most promising way to find Han Stone and Gang Sha is to follow Di Yuanfang's caravan. However, there are many taboos and restrictions in black market business. Many things are difficult to do and it is a big inconvenience. The key is that Murong Xue Fei is not used to giving people a thumbs up. She likes to make her own decisions. She is used to it and feels free.
Di Yuanfang¡¯s caravan is not short of two of them. As for Li Ling¡¯s matter, it is not short of two of them either.
"Uncle, I'm going to ask the boss if he has fresh scallion oil. I'll roast the wolf for him later."
The Juexiong people eat beef and mutton as their staple food. Latse oil is a must-have to remove the mutton smell. It can also be used to roast wolves. In fact, there is a lot of Latse oil in Xianfu. Feng Rushan does not want to avoid the wind. Head?
"Coward! The roasted wolf is so unpalatable that it has no future."
Although the Juexiong people believe in the wolf god, wild wolves are the biggest threat to shepherds and sheep on the Qinke grassland. During the long winter, hungry wild wolves gather in large groups and attack small settlements, even What happened to the entire tribe, therefore, killing the wolf and roasting it is not only not taboo, but also a quite admirable heroic act. Moreover, the roasted wolf meat tastes good, and has its own advantages with the roasted lamb.
?As for Feng Rushan¡¯s craftsmanship, this is worse than He Shuang¡¯s.
Barbecue is a delicate job, and it¡¯s as complicated as a mountain. I often get distracted while barbecuing.
"Well, the master is back so soon?"
Why did Feng Rushan become a coward when he would rather wander around the war zone than go to the Lahasa Desert to smash rocks quietly? He Shuang couldn't understand. As for the connection between the taste of roasted wolf meat and whether he has a future or not. , it was even more unbelievable, but He Shuang was slowly getting used to Murong Xuefei's evasiveness in her words.