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Chapter 1765

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Moreover, how heavy is the thick iron?

Once it falls into the water, it will sink to the bottom of the river. It is difficult to salvage it with manpower alone.

With the caravan's guilty and cautious manner, the delivery must be in the middle of the night.

Just imagine it.

It was dark late at night.

On the turbulent river surface, we must rely on manpower to sneak into the bottom of the river and salvage thousands of kilograms of iron.

Moreover, the iron ore was thrown from a mountain that was hundreds of meters high. If it fell into the river, it would sink very deep. If there was mud at the bottom of the river, it would even directly hit the mud layer.

How much effort does this take to get it?

How much time will it take?

At least one night is not enough. Too many people will attract attention and not be hidden and safe enough.

In addition, iron blocks can easily rust if they are touched with water, and if they are not properly handled, they will also scrap iron, which will make it even more unworthy of the loss.

King Xiang thought about it carefully and had to nod: "What you said makes sense, how do they deliver the goods?"

Xiao Lingyue didn't know either, but: "The caravan smuggled more than once or twice. They must have their own methods. It's useless to guess, and you'll know then."

"I know the location, what about the delivery time?" King Xiang asked again.

Speaking of this, Xiao Lingyue was speechless.

She took out the riddle letter and handed it to King Xiang: "You can see it yourself."

King Xiang took it and opened it and said in surprise: "I thought it was another secret letter, but I didn't expect it to be quite straightforward!"

Xiao Lingyue was incredible: "How can this be straightforward?!"

If the middle-aged man hadn't explained it to her, she wouldn't have understood what the nine words in the letter meant.

"Isn't this straightforward? The date and the specific time are clearly written."

King Xiang casually said: "It's March now, that is, the month of Jiayin. Isn't the first line of "Gengzi Day" today?

The desolate chicken below is in full swing, and the sun is still three days.

A desolate chicken refers to the rooster crowing, which is the ugly time.

The desolate chicken is the right time.

The day refers to the alternation of day and night, which is the hour of Yin. Three should be three minutes.

Therefore, the third day of the day refers to the third hour of the Yin hour.

In other words, the meaning of these nine words is that tonight, the hour of the Chou to the hour of Yin and the hour of Yin is the time for trading?"

Xiao Lingyue fell into silence after listening to his nonsense explanation: ""

She finally understood why she couldn't understand the letter.

Because the way time is calculated is different.

In ancient times, a day was divided into twelve hours, arranged according to Zi, Chou, Yin and Mao, one hour was equal to two hours in modern times.

There are many other names every hour, such as desolate chicken, daytime, evening meals, etc.

This was a very familiar noun for the ancients.

You can understand it as soon as you hear it.

Xiao Lingyue was used to using modern twenty-four hours to calculate time. Although she knew Zi, Chou, Yin and Mao, she was not often used, not to mention that the letter paper was written on the nickname of time, which was even more uncommon for her.

This is especially true for the date.

What are the terms Yi Hai and Geng Zi, and these nouns are not commonly used for Xiao Lingyue.

She wouldn't remember it at all for a while.

King Xiang is different. Like Zhong Ronggui, he was a native ancient man.
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