Li Hunai was an old warder. He could tell at a glance that Chen Dabiao was probably a third-rate guy who ran around the world. He thought to himself how smart Wu Yuanwai was. Yang Banto was even a cunning figure who had to squeeze a handful of oil in the stone. How could he choose such a person to lead the team? He immediately believed in the "bait" mentioned by Lin Fengjin.

However, despite his contempt, Li Hu still strode forward to socialize for a few words. It was nothing more than the way of talking to people and talking to ghosts. Chen Dabiao immediately smiled so hard that he was invisible to invite Li Hu to sit down, saying that his position was smooth and that he would be able to make money and kill all directions.

Lin Fengjin was too lazy to have these social engagements, so he let Li Hu do it. He greeted him a few words and then drank tea next to him. This time, in order to make all the major households do their best, they were asked to join in with their close relatives. Lin Fengjin was naturally summarized among these people. He gathered with the youngest son of the Wu family and the son-in-law of the Wang family to form a system, which seemed to be a speculation.

When a group of playboys were laughing and arguing whether the "Bei Mei" in the kiln was better or "Nan Gu" was a good thing, Lin Fengjin suddenly felt a little nervous. After his lung god woke up, his sense of smell could be said to be ten times more than that of ordinary people. Suddenly, at this time, he smelled a pungent smell of blood, and that fresh and warm blood!

After closing his eyes and sucking deeply, he couldn't help but look into the darkness west, and then he saw three or four men walking out of the darkness.

The man in the lead was thin, but a bald man with a scalp that was bleak and miserable. His cheekbones stood up like a knife, and his face was full of mean appearances of others owing him hundreds of taels of silver and not paying back. His companions around him were all calm and his eyes were higher than the top. When he looked at the group of gambling sticks under the mattress, he even looked contemptuous, and his steps were swept from the side like the wind.

And there are still fresh blood on the scabbards around the waists of these people!

"Who is he?" Lin Fengjin's eyes shrank slightly, but he inadvertently asked Wang Sanlang next to him. This guy has a wide range of hands. In addition to the Wu family, his family is deeply involved in this matter. He should know everyone in the caravan.

Wang Sanlang spat on the ground and said disdainfully:

"This group of bird people was found by the Qin family who was running the boat. The one in front of him was called Fu Yidao. It is said that he had a lot of tricks and didn't even need a second kill. He was so arrogant that he was the top card of Yao Yuelou. I'm a little bit, what kind of airs are a group of poor fighting men in front of his master?"

Lin Fengjin laughed:

"What's the top card? I'll lick it immediately after I lost 500 taels of silver. Saburo didn't seem to be hitting a wall in front of the bitch in Yaoyuelou!"

When the young masters talked about women, they naturally laughed lewdly, and immediately changed the topic. Lin Fengjin had already taken care of this group of people. If the county magistrate really wanted to play a trick of being a real person and making his caravan loose on the outside and tight on the inside, then the risk of his trip would be great!

He has already studied it on the map. If you take 700 to 800 miles of land from Huishui County to Xiangdu, you will have to pass through at least dangerous places on the road. Even if God is successful, it will take at least twenty days to walk after less rain or more sunny days. It is really hard to say what will happen in these twenty days.

The most worrying thing is that the bandits with other countries behind them even have talismans, arrows and magic weapons in their hands. This kind of thing with magical powers is not effective for officials and generals, but the effect of caravan guarding is excellent when dealing with ordinary scattered soldiers, let alone opening gaps, destroying bunkers, or hiding their bodies.

Lin Fengjin had made arrangements and was confident. He didn't sleep well that night. He didn't fall asleep until the chicken cried for the first time. He fell asleep. He was woken up not long after, and after washing up, he rode listlessly on the horse with dark circles.

Fortunately, Lin Fengjin was surrounded by the rich children who followed the caravan. Compared with them, Lin Fengjin's performance was still average. The Wang family Sanlang simply retracted his carriage. The other people's eyes were covered with blood, their clothes were wrinkled, and even the girl's lips remained on their faces. The yawned one after another, and it seemed that they were about to fall asleep in the next second and fell off the horse. A gust of wind could blow people away.

Although the guards and servants next to them walked silently, there was still a hidden contempt in their eyes that occasionally swept toward them. However, Lin Fengjin did not care about this kind of gaze, and even wanted others to look at him like this. The playboys who care about this kind of gaze were drowsy and were immediately resting on their minds.

At this time, on the second floor of the inn more than 20 feet away, the bald and mean man was staring at the squirming team below, and he was coldly not talking. It was Fu Yidao, and there was a person who looked like a housekeeper next to him who was reporting:

"Our caravan has a total of twenty-four big cars, and the servants and guards accompanying them are 148. They are all good men. Our plan today is to rest at Dawangzhuang. The person who was standing in front of the station has already set off on horseback during the fourth update. If anything else is there, please tell Mr. Fu."

"A good guy?" Fu Yidao said as he was mean as ever: "These idiots who just put down their hoes deserve this title?"

A man next to him looked a little dissatisfied, Fu Yidao sneered and then passed by:

"You are not convinced by saying you? Hu Laosi, you have been away for fifteen years. Take the group of waste you brought for example. Do you dare to say that they will not wet their pants when they see blood? Among these hundreds of people, the swordsmen of the Wang family and dozens of guards of the Lin family are the ones that can be used in their hands!"

"Hmph, I heard that the Lin family was both a businessman and a robber when transporting grain. Now it seems, hehe! It would be strange if General Li didn't have dozens of lives on his hands. The black and thin barbarian with a bow on his side had two eyes as sharp as a vulture... Humph, the Lin family seemed to be moving this time."

"Can the Lin family not move really?" Chen Dabiao walked in, his face trembling and slapped:

"In order to persuade them to come out, the old man went around him to two shops, a large blue brick building with a water, and there were two wing rooms inside. The location was even more prosperous at the intersection of the street. If there was no two thousand taels, you wouldn't even think of taking it down. You would also help them to shovel the Shen family! How could a fat man in such a big oil forest not be moved? So he had nothing to say, so he could only send his own son out. I heard that it was a three-generation single pass, and he wanted to protect the safety of the young master who could eat, drink, bet and gambling. Of course, the person who came was elite."

"That's great." Fu Yidao showed a solemn expression: "I heard that this time the plan was made by Master Gou himself. The stronger our strength and greater the momentum, the less pressure the Master Gou will be. I just hope that I can get through the safe journey!"

***

The caravan's itinerary can be said to be quite boring and even tiring. This is true for Lin Fengjin who rides a horse. For those guards and servants who rely on their legs to walk, they should have a deeper feeling. However, although Lin Fengjin knew nothing about the command and training in the cold weapon era, some common sense from later generations can help them from another aspect.

The plenty of boiling boiling water churned in the three large iron pots, and then it was scooped into the large wooden basin. One by one, the men who had walked far away sat on the ridges of the field, putting their stinky feet into the wooden basin, and grinning and smoking, there was a comfortable pleasure inside.

After the water for soaking feet slowly cools down, you can get steaming steamed buns in the large dustpan next to you. There is a large piece of fat in each bun, so you can eat it as much as you want. However, if you waste it, you will get two whips.

There is also a large wooden bucket next to the large dustpan, with a sleeve-swinging soup floating with a sliver of eggs floating. If you want, you can catch a lot of vegetable leaves inside. The taste of the soup may feel a little salty, but it can well supplement the salt lost when walking during the day.

There is also a large bucket of tea next to it, which is made of chopped tea bricks with a guillotine. Drinking the hot tea is so bitter that it makes people frown. However, it is a top-quality product that can relieve greasiness and thirst. Therefore, many people can fill it with bamboo tubes they carry with them after they can't finish it.

In the eyes of the rest of the people, these treatments are like this, such as Wang Sanlang, and others, which are extravagant. However, in the eyes of those guards and servants who do not belong to the Lin family, they are full of envy. Logically speaking, this caravan trip did not treat them badly. Everything was given to them according to the normal treatment. However, there is a saying that it is not to worry about poverty and unevenness, so it is not difficult to explain the natural sense of superiority of the Lin family guards and the deep jealousy of the other people.

But Fu Yidao, who was far away, pinched the movements here with the corner of his eyes, and after a long time he said:

"I still underestimate General Li of the Lin family! It's okay to bring out a group of fighting men, but this method of raising soldiers... is also a top-notch in the army! Such a talent is willing to be the minions of the Lin family, and there must be a big secret behind it."

At this time, Lin Fengjin had no intention of sharing the joys and sorrows with his subordinates and squeezing together. In fact, in this social environment at this time, it seems natural for anyone to have these privileges. It is better to pay one or two more silver to win people's hearts than to pay more money.

Lin Fengjin drank some porridge and fell asleep in the house he rented down next to him. Although the quilts, beds, etc. were old and a little dirty, his fatigue suddenly made him fall asleep soundly.
Chapter completed!