Chapter 81 Encountering a mountain tiger on the road

Although Baigan didn't pay for the reception, he still stayed with the last one and ordered Fan Zheng's specialties from Bizhou.

Shiitake mushrooms, white fungus, fungus, and konjac.

Konjac should be one of its origins in the mainland. It is recorded in the "Erya" of the Pre-Qin Dynasty. It has various aliases, such as konjac, flower snake, southern star head, snake head grass, gray grass and mountain tofu.

Konjac itself is poisonous and needs to be processed before it can be eaten. It is forbidden to eat it raw.

Of course, Lu Yisheng also bought enough of these four specialties for Fan Zheng under Bai Gan's guidance.

Mrs. Du has one share, and Fan Zheng’s own family must have one. There is also a share that, without even thinking about it, must belong to Mrs. Fan’s family.

After more than ten years of squandering food from others, you have to give it back once, right?

Li Yifu was very quiet. Watching Fan Zheng and Bai Gan chatting and laughing, looking at Liu Shu, Hua Ming lost no time in bringing up topics to keep the atmosphere warm, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.

The two supervisors under him, apart from being able to write a pen and say poetry, they don't even know how to cheer.

Thinking of this, Li Yifu hated his colleagues in the Procuratorate even more.

How come you don’t dare to follow Fan Zheng when you see what’s on the menu?

Tsk, why is this Bizhou local wine so sour!

Make vinegar!

Having a local strongman as the chief registrant makes many things easier. Even the Zuotun Guard Yiwei took the opportunity to prepare some food and grass.

Baigan hired a guide for Fan Zheng. He was a man who traveled to Baishi and Nuoshui counties all year round. He didn't talk much, but he was very familiar with the situation in Bizhou.

After the guide gave a brief explanation, Fan Zheng realized that the entire Bizhou, with Baishi County alone in the northeast corner, Nuoshui County and Guangna County coexisting in the southwest corner, were not far apart.

It’s no wonder that the mountain goats made such a fuss that the right guard was dispatched to suppress it, but Baishi County was not affected at all.

The entire Bizhou is within the area of ​​Micang Mountain and Daba Mountain, so the roads are naturally difficult to walk, with high and low roads. Sometimes you can get above the clouds and fog, and sometimes you have to go around the valley.

Entering a relatively low-lying area, the guide pointed to the gradually filling rice on all sides and the slightly golden wheat on the mountainside, with a hint of pride on his face: "This is the best millet in Nixi, bran wheat."

Fan Zheng vaguely understood that Wu Mai was probably another name for wheat.

Nixi is probably the place name here.

The crackling sound was like a storm. Fan Zheng moved quickly, put on a bamboo hat, and ran under the tree, with everyone around him following closely.

Li Yifu moved a little slower, and a hailstone as big as a pigeon egg hit his forehead, causing it to become instantly red and swollen.

Hail is something that comes and goes quickly. The rice in the field was smashed a lot, which probably reduced the yield.

Fan Zheng pointed at Li Yifu and joked: "Brother Li is very impressive now."

Li Yifu grinned and felt a little pain on his forehead.

The word is a good word, but combined with the redness and swelling on the head, it is a bit strange.

Zuotun Wei and Yiwei, a group of about fifty people, were still standing upright in the road.

Fan Zheng opened his mouth and wanted to ask the captain if it didn't hurt if the hail hit him?

However, looking at the armor he is wearing, forget about this stupid question.

They were just curious at most, and their horses didn't seem to care about the hail.

Fan Zheng, who was illiterate in the military, did not know that Zuotun Weiyi was guarding an infantry armor and a mountain armor, weighing about 40 kilograms, and he really didn't care if hailstones hit them.

Are you talking about face?

Oh, there is a part of the helmet's structure called the visor, which can be pulled down to reveal only the eyes and nostrils.

Turning around the Nixi River, there is a big bend. On the mountain with a slightly steep slope, there are hundreds of mountain goats with buns, bare feet, and colorful clothes. They are old and young. Most of them are holding simple farm tools, wooden spears, and

Attach a grass-chopping knife with a two-foot-long handle.

There are really traces of hoeing on the slopes.

The people in Shanliu were very nervous. From time to time, words mixed with Chinese language came out, and the word "Youmian" was mentioned from time to time.

Some of the Zuotun guards held bows and others held spears, ready to go, only following Fan Zheng's orders.

Since the mountain tiger has rebelled, killing is not a sin.

Fan Zheng shook his head slightly and told the team to just stay alert.

As for the attack, the opponent did not take the initiative to provoke, and Fan Zheng did not want to kill without authorization.

A timid girl, wearing a faded placket dress and a cloth girdle, took a bowl of food from the wok on the side, walked slowly to Fan Zheng, and said with a smile: "Soup."

The guide explained: "The food cooked with bran and wheat here is called soup."

Fan Zheng was about to take the bowl, but Sun Jiu had already taken the lead: "The censor, please forgive me. People get hungry quickly when they get old."

Sun Jiuxiao had half the bowl of soup in his stomach, but there was no abnormality. Fan Zheng drank the rest.

Don't dislike it for being unhygienic. In this era, this kind of treatment is not something that small people can enjoy. This is called tasting before eating, which is what the inner palace Shangshi next to Empress Changsun does.

The purpose is to prevent the enemy from poisoning.

Of course, if the pharmacist is so clever that the poison is only effective for an individual's physical condition, then there is no point in tasting it before eating.

Even if he understands this rule, Sun Jiu has a lot of experience.

Fan Zheng finished the soup, opened the bowl, and slowly handed the stoneware bowl back. The shyness on the girl's face gradually dissipated, and she ran back barefoot, unable to restrain the joy on her face.

In Meiwazi's simple thinking, if he accepted the kindness she expressed, he wouldn't attack them, right?

A middle-aged man, wearing left lapels, knee-length trousers, bare feet, and all black clothes, pulled by his sister, came to Fan Zheng with his bare hands, and reluctantly crossed his hands and saluted.

"The mountain pig plate is more fragrant, I have seen the official."

According to the custom of later generations, this name is a bit weird, but in ancient times, it was normal for men to have names that included fragrance, fragrance, and beauty.

Fan Zheng snorted in his nostrils: "Is this land reclamation?"

Pan Gengxiang nodded and said in a slightly awkward accent: "There is no way, we have to live! We can't live by fighting every day."

Fan Zheng was slightly surprised, as he didn't expect that Pang Gengxiang didn't taboo the rebellion of the mountain goats.

"In the entire Bizhou, there are hundreds of Shanli villages, and some of them live in caves. The only ones making a fuss are the group around Nuoshui, but we can't hit all the Shanli people. This won't work."

Pan Gengxiang stumbled to express what he meant.

Fan Zheng handed Meiwazi a piece of snacks he brought along the road. I forgot what kind of cake it was. Anyway, the smile in Meiwazi's eyes couldn't be hidden. He carefully broke off a small piece and put it into his mouth. It tasted faintly sweet.

It made her eyes narrow into two beautiful crescent moons.

Afterwards, Meiwazi held the cake in her hands, and even though her eyes showed deep greed, she refused to touch it again.

Fan Zheng smiled: "You sensible girl! Do you want to take it back to grandma to eat? It's okay, I'll give you this big bag. Eat it!"

Pan Gengxiang drank softly: "Pan Ying'er, thank you so much, sir!"

"Thank you, sir." Pan Ying'er's voice was like a lark, but her accent was a little weird.

Shan Li speaks Chinese, since he doesn't live in a land of Han people, so he has to have some accent.
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