There were also many civilians on the street. Lu Si ordered all soldiers to take good care of their war horses first, and then sit cross-legged on the street like soldiers. There were not many shops in the east district of the city, most of which were daily shops, and the large shops were on the east and west streets. If they could stay in the business city, soldiers could also go shopping on the commercial streets and buy some exotic goods of cheap and cheap for their own homes. This is a place mainly for wholesale, which is definitely much cheaper than buying them hundreds or thousands of miles away.

Lu Si, like all the young men in his twenties, was not interested in buying things for his family. However, he saw several sergeant commanders in their thirties carrying large and small bags by, all of whom were blushing, and he shook his head dissatisfied.

At this time, there was a sudden chaos on the street. A camel fleet composed of passing mules and horses suddenly stopped. It seemed that a horse was frightened and jumped around in place. Several large bags fell from the air, cracked, and apples rolled all over the ground.

"The first team got up." Lu Siling said: "Separate the pedestrians, I'll go to comfort the horse. If it's fine in a while, you can help the merchant pick up the apple."

"You are the Beilu, can you pick it up for them?"

Lu Si stared at the soldier who was talking and said coldly: "Next time I will give you orders to say more and whip you five times."

The veteran shrank his neck and did not dare to speak out any more.

The style of Lu Si leading the army is the style of a typical lancer officer, stiff, cold, rough and direct.

This style can suppress veterans in the Dragoon. Many of these soldiers in their thirties or early thirties have been in the army for several years. Although they have good skills, tactics and physical fitness, their talents are insufficient and they can reach the top of the squad-level sergeant commander at most. Faced with squadron commander Lu Si, these people are of course very uncomfortable, but Lu Si has never considered taking care of these veterans' mood. His orders are orders, never discounts, and do not talk about human favors.

This simple and crude style did not cause the soldiers to rebound. On the battlefield, Lu Si's performance was quite excellent, and he could always lead his troops to rush to the place where he should appear, and would not cause unnecessary casualties to his subordinates. This style of sergeant chief can always win the love of soldiers. Even Lu Si's performance is not like a childish young man in his early twenties.

In addition, Lu Si is at least the winner of the highest level of the medal of excellence, and this alone is enough to shut up.

A small team of soldiers jumped up under the leadership of the veteran to block the street. At this time, the chaos had stopped. A tall Russian as big as a giant had already pressed down on the horse's head and softly comforted the war horse.

This is a very tall Cossack, with two short guns inserted between his waist and an infantry gun cross-body behind his back. He was not equipped with a bayonet. The style of the musket was still passing. However, Lu Si knew that this was a finished product of the Dutch or British imported by the Russians. The muskets made by the Russians were very crude and their power was the same level as the bird guns of the Ming Dynasty. Even if the Ministry of Works of the Ming Dynasty could use enough materials and carefully urge craftsmen to make them carefully, the Russians' own muskets would probably not be as powerful as the bird guns.

The Cossacks comforted the war horses easily and calmed the wild herds.

What was very surprising was not only the Cossack's bear-like body shape, but also the bear-like power. The violent war horse was clamped by him with his arms, like a jumping puppy. After a few breaths, the war horse became quiet.

A group of Russians were talking and laughing, and it seemed that they didn't take this matter to heart, it was just a trivial matter.

The Han Shang and Mongolians around all exclaimed some surprises. Whether it was the Han Shang Shang or the Mongols who made a living by herding horses, the performance of the Cossack in front of them was really worthy of admiration.

There were five or six Russians. When they saw Lu Si's subordinates picking up the rolling apples all over the ground and returning them to the Mongolians who drove their horses to bring fruit, they also had some unconcealed surprise in their gray-blue eyes.

Regular soldiers are rare in Europe. When Russians can see such soldiers in wilderness areas on the grasslands, they are surprised. However, what surprised them even more was that these serious soldiers actually helped a group of savages pick up apples rolling all over the ground...

A small Russian swallowed, and no matter what, seeing apples during this season was a very enviable thing.

In the sea-like forests of the Far East, wild fruits are not uncommon, but they are generally sour and unpalatable. In the long history of human beings, humans have long distinguished and planted fruits that are easy to plant and delicious. On the outside of the planting list, it means that they are not delicious or difficult to survive in batches.

The Russians did not expect that there was still a lot of fruit to buy in the trading city.

In fact, in many places in the northern part of the Mo River, there are herders who are reclaiming grasslands and changing to planting, but the herders' level is very poor. However, it is always possible to plant some apple trees, some melons, and some vegetables.

In fact, the bulk of vegetables and fruits were transported from the south of the desert. The Bansheng land on the Tumo River has regained its vitality. A large number of vegetables and fruits are still quite fresh after more than ten days of transportation. Lu Si knew that Zhang Ziming, that is, Zhang Yansheng's father, rushed to the shopping and sales city two days ago, and in two days, he had almost sold out the vegetables and fruits he brought there.

This thing is unimaginably popular.

Hutchison cans are also very popular, but they are not as good as they sell in winter. Many Russian merchants and Cossacks bought a few cans in advance. When they left the city of business and returned to their residences and European territories at various rivers, this thing will give them considerable help during the journey.

"Hello." The bear-like Cossack reached out to Lu Si, but his eyes were still cold: "My name is Schev, Stroganov. I used to sell wood from the North Dvinna River to the Suhona River, Lake Kubina, Shexna River to the Volga River. It is an important channel for transporting wood. Our northern neighbors need a large amount of wood..."

Schev's gray-blue eyes showed a proud and thoughtful look, and he continued, "Later I walked along the middle and lower reaches of the Lena River and the Ob River. When I was a teenager, I and my family destroyed the Emirate of Pirem and Epancha, and then we occupied the Palabin Prairie and the large forest area, where we got a lot of fur, and the Kyrgyzs and natives over there were good at hunting and tackling fur. Later we built Tomsk at the mouth of the Tom River, and then we walked along the forest and grassland, and fought with the Buryat Mongols for Lake Baikal, we built the Yakutsk Castle, His Majesty the Tsar established the Governor's Mansion, and later we sent a delegation to the Ming Dynasty, and later we heard the order to recruit merchants to sell fur. Now we are here, and I hope we can be friends."

When Lu Si shook hands with Schev, the other party's eyes were staring at him without any emotion, and he slowly said a lot of words.

It seems that the military officers asked these Russians to wait on the streets of the military camp to hurt their self-esteem. This Russian is very smart and proud. After Lu Si and his friends entered the camp with Zhang Yansheng, they already knew that the squadron's merchant army in front of them might be the soldiers who fought with them, so they had this long discussion.

The core meaning is very simple. They came from thousands of miles away and conquered and destroyed countless alien races. They were knowledgeable and the most powerful warriors. If Lu Si was knowledgeable, he should know that Stroganov was a famous family in Tsarist Russia. He made considerable contributions in the fight to eliminate the Siberian Khanate and achieved great reputation.

Lu Si had only a simple response to this: "That is not called Lake Baikal, it is called the vast sea."

A group of Cossacks bravely looked at each other with the entire squadron of the merchant army. If the number of people on both sides was comparable, a fight might occur, but the number of people was 10 to 1. Lu Si and the others were disdainful of taking action, while the Russians were full of anger and fear.

At this time, the apple was picked up, and several Mongolians who were driving a group of camel horses came over and bowed to thank him. Lu Si recognized one of them and smiled and said, "Bayan, have you been released?"

"Thank you, Buddha." Bayan bowed and smiled. This was a Tumot Mongol in his thirties. A Cheng Taiji's tribe was sentenced to two years of labor after being captured. Lu Si once guarded him. Later, he heard that he was taken to farm. It was still a good job, better than being taken to mining.

This is also because most of the mining people are captured Mongolian armored soldiers, while the herdsmen generally farm or serve the rest of their labor.

"You're not yet time?" Lu Si smiled and said, "You can't escape, are you?"

"How dare you?" Bayan also knew that Lu Si was joking, but he was still shocked and said quickly: "The Buddha's blessing is also Lord Zhang's kindness and kindness. A large number of us were pardoned in winter and released in advance."

"Oh, I understand." Lu Si nodded and said, "That's because your tribes have no Dingkou and no strong labor. All tribes are almost starving to death."

"Yes." Bayan said happily: "Many people died in our tribe, and there was almost no man in the entire tribe. Women could do much. When I rushed back, the flock of sheep was almost starved to death. I quickly built grass to prepare for the winter. It was Lord Zhang Rende again. He gave my family a bag of grains and more than a thousand kilograms of bean cakes for disaster relief. Just relying on these, the flock of sheep and horses did not starve to death, and we did not starve to death."

The Mongolian man's face was full of festive smiles. It is early summer, and the grass and trees are full. The flocks of sheep can eat well without rushing far away every day. Every day, ewes and cows produce enough. The newborn lambs eat very well, fat and strong. People also have goat milk and cheese to supplement their nutrition. Now the cattle and sheep are fat. After a while, an old sheep can be slaughtered for a tooth sacrifice. Now the Mongolians generally open up land and plant some vegetables. Bayan's family originally had dozens of fruit trees and more than one hundred acres of vegetable fields. Of course, they were all shallowly plowed and planted, but there will always be harvests at this time. Dozens of herder families in the entire tribe gathered together to form a small trading caravan.
Chapter completed!