There is a restaurant on the east-west street in Yunzhongcheng. It is approaching the evening, and it is the most lively time. The crowds are bustling and they are heading straight into the store.

It is rare to have a restaurant where everyone can enter. It is a place where aristocratic families gather in Luoyang, Chang'an and Luoyang, and it was not until later in the Song Dynasty. Because the family has hunting grounds, fields, orchards, and even rivers can be monopolized. All ingredients can be produced by themselves, and if the banquet guests have a group of cooks, they can do everything. How can people in the family be patient and have a banquet with the cold and simple people?

In Chang'an, Luoyang and other places, the so-called restaurants are more like private clubs. They are often the industries of a certain aristocratic family, giving people of the same origin a place to communicate.

In the clouds, this so-called restaurant is facing the public and is inseparable from each other. It is just a two-entry yard with fire pits in each house. There are good fat sheep roasted on the fire pits, and some pickled vegetables, and jars of village brewed to be served hot.

Everyone sat cross-legged around the fire pit, either took their own knife to cut the flesh, or scooped hot village wine in the wine jar, and ate it in a noisy way.

After eating and drinking, use thick and dark tea bricks to make buckets of thick and thick tea, and everyone drinks them to digest food.

There were so many people outside Yunzhong City. It was troublesome to use fire to cook hot food. There was no place to pick up firewood and grass for so many people. For the convenience of guarding, Yunzhong City almost cut off all the trees outside the city, which was to prevent the enemy from using local materials and creating siege tools.

Most people still rely on dry food to live, and Heng'an Yingyang soldiers could not let so many people into the city at one time. Some people who were indifferent to their appetites when they were eating money or dry food, so they kept coming to these so-called restaurants and had a good meal.

This Mid-Autumn Festival Festival is held again a year later. People who come to trade are afraid that there will be more than 10,000 people on both sides of the north and south. Every day, a small number of people enter the city, and the people are surging and prosperous. And these restaurant owners who have devoted their wealth and prepared various ingredients are looking at these guests from the grassland or the mainland every day, but they smile so hard that they can't see them.

The restaurant in front of me looks like the largest on the street, and it is very lively. The aroma of wine and meat is mixed with the smell of sweat, forming a very strange smell.

Xu Le and his men were hiding in hoods and walked back and forth on the East and West Streets for a few times. Every time they passed by, Song Bao and other Xia Shaozhuangmen were swallowing desperately. Even Han Yue, who was the silent and quietest, had always followed Xu Le closely and never looked around, but his saliva was more loud than anyone else.

I was chased by Yuan Junwei all the way to Yunzhong City, but I never had a hot meal. The dry food was placed close to my body, soaked in sweat, and even more smelly. Who wouldn't hope to go in and have a good time to eat and drink?

If Song Bao and others were placed in Shenwu County, they might have to go in and talk to the store to see what way to eat a Bawang meal.

But today I offended the Heng'an Yingyang soldiers, and by chance I could pass the test safely with Xu Le. How dare I send my own handle to the people in Heng'an Mansion?

Xu Le looked up and the people followed Xu Le's eyes and saw more than ten grassland men leading four fat sheep straight into the shop.

These grassland men were all wearing leather robes and a scimitar was inserted around their waists. But each of them wore a fox hat, which was almost made of a complete fox skin, with the fox tail hanging down to cover the hanging braids.

These grassland men all have high noses and deep eyes, some have blue eyes, and mixed with blood from the Western Regions.

The first old man had a white beard, a vicissitudes of life, and a blue fox hat on his head, which was the best snow fox fur. He was short and strong, and his legs were powerful. It was a proof of his life on a horse's back for decades.

Song Bao and others were in Mayi for a long time and had a lot of friends. It was obvious that this was the Liang Hai special tribe among the nine Tatars!

The Liang Haite tribe is west of Yinshan and has lived for more than two hundred years. The Yinshan Mountains are rich in snow foxes. The fox fur flowing out of the Liang Haite tribe has always been a hot commodity. When interacting with the Han people, the Liang Haite tribe is also quite friendly.

But what is the reason why Le Langjun stares at others? Liang Hai's special tribe is considered rich among the nine Tatars. Could it be that Le Langjun is also hungry and wants to grab one?

The old man from Liang Hai's special army walked to the door of the store, and the store had already greeted him and bowed to him: "The old patriarch is here, and the clouds are shining brightly! In a big battle last year, the villain was worried that the old patriarch's tribe would not suffer any damage. Now, looking at the old patriarch's complexion, it must have been safe, but the villain was worried about it in vain!"

The old man laughed and waved his hand to hand over the four fat sheep to the store owner. The old man said seriously: "Don't be stingy with spices, don't use the black salt. Just apply the salt to remove the pool. Don't put the blood on clean, leave a 10% prescription, cook quickly! And you can't sift your wine for me only once, at least three times!"

The shop owner smiled and asked the clerk to come up and pick up the sheep, and he was very enthusiastic about attracting the old man: "Who doesn't know that the old patriarch eats more fine than our Han people. The old patriarch sent someone to inform him that he had already been ready to take the spice and salt, but the wine was sifted five times! He also prepared a quiet courtyard, and he would not be afraid of sleeping here at night!"

Xu Le and his party heard this conversation, but they didn't expect that the old man was the leader of the Liang Haite tribe! Liang Haite is not a large part, but it also has a scale of more than 1,000 accounts, which is far less than the largest Gaida and more than 10,000 accounts of more than 10,000 accounts of the Prince of Yue, which is far from the size of tens of thousands of accounts. However, the Liang Haite tribe grew up in the Yinshan Mountains, and is agile and good at walking. The tents are all set in dangerous places among the mountains, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack. They are not objects that can be despised.

But unexpectedly, the Liang Haite tribe leader came here in person!

The autumn festival in Yunzhongcheng has always been jointly guaranteed by both the Mayi side on the grassland. No one will cause trouble at the autumn festival. If you have any hatred, you will wait until after the autumn festival. Therefore, in the autumn festival, you can often see nobles from the nine-sentence Tatar tribes. The Turks asked the name of the nine-sentence Tatar tribes, and they came and went freely.

But it is still rare to hear the clan leader who has been here in person!

Could it be that Le Langjun had already discovered that this was the leader of the Liang Haite tribe, and what were he thinking about?

If you want to do it, it’s better to eat the four fat sheep until you run away!

Xu Le fought in Yunzhong City, and the hard horse made Liu Wuzhou appear. In Song Bao's heart, there was already a prejudice that Xu Le would take action after a disagreement......

But they didn't know that Xu Le really discovered his savior at this moment!

The destination of this business trip is Liang Hai’s special unit!

The old lady Xu Gan opened up the Xu Jialu settlement in the Sanggan River. When the birthplace was not yet harvested, Xu Jialu could support it because she relied on the trade route of trading with the Liang Hai Special Division. Xu Gan and the current patriarch of the Liang Hai Special Division also had a great friendship!

According to Xu Gan's love for Xu Le, there is no reliable trading partner, how can you bear to let Xu Le go out?

Xu Gan had already described the image of this old man in detail to Xu Le, and Xu Le recognized it at a glance!

I really didn't expect that the leader of the Liang Haite tribe came to Yunzhong City in person!

Xu Le didn't say a word and walked forward. The men from Liang Hai's special troops noticed that the guy wearing hood suddenly came, and all of them pressed the snail hilt on their waists, showing a sense of vigilance.

The old man's eyes also turned.

Xu Le stood a few steps away, took off his hood, revealed the young man's handsome face, and bowed with a smile: "But the leader of Luo Dun? Shenwu Xu Le, I have met the leader."
Chapter completed!