When Yi Duan found that no one wanted any jade coins and copper coins, he decisively took out a set of clothes for changing clothes in his package, changed to rice, and swallowed it voraciously. He sighed that his appetite had increased several times. After a meal, it was at least ten pounds, which was very difficult!

The villagers were very enthusiastic, with enough rice and a large amount of it. While they were moved, they looked at the tall and thin man in front of them. The guy was wearing a robe that was easily broken, with half of his legs exposed outside. His honest face was full of happiness.

After finishing the meal, Yi Duan said with a smile: "Brother, where are you here?"

The tall and thin man said honestly: "We are Pinghe here. Have you seen the river in front of the tribe? That's Pinghe."

Yi Duan naturally saw that river. It was said that the river was a little raised, and it should be a small stream with gurgling water and endlessly stretching. It should be the lifeblood of this small tribe.

"Brother, let me ask, the rice in your tribe is so sweet, why haven't you seen it in the capital?"

"Rice?" The tall and thin man looked at Yi Duan in surprise, and after a while he realized, touched his head and laughed: "We don't know what this is. We have lived here for generations, relying on Pinghe and these crops to live."

Yi Duan understood that these rice should have grown here naturally. Because of the Pinghe River and its geographical location, they were lucky to reproduce. The ancestors of Pinghe Village should have accidentally discovered these rice and settled here. However, they did not know how valuable these rice were, and they could be immeasurable. Once they were widely planted, they did not know how many creatures could benefit.

"Brother, can you go out for a walk and see if you want to see?"

The tall and thin man got a piece of marinated clothes, and the price he paid was only some food. He felt that he had taken a big advantage, so he happily agreed.

The two of them chatted while walking. Yi Duan was a familiar person, but this tall and thin man was not a talkative person.

"Brother's surname?"

"What is your surname?"

"It's your name."

"Oh! My name is Taisan, and I am the third one."

"My name is Yi Duan. By the way, how many people do our tribe have?"

"Brother Duan, our tribe has a small population, about 60,000 people. The place we are in is Hebei and Henan."

Yi Duan was stunned for a moment, with such familiar words and familiar place names.

He shook his head and continued, "Do you know the function of rice?"

Ping San was a little confused, a little confused, and said giggling: "It's just for eating. Sometimes we can't finish it. We can raise some chickens, ducks, etc., and we can also eat some meat."

Yi Duan couldn't help rolling his eyes. When he thought of such precious food, it was used to raise chickens and ducks, he felt a little heartbroken. You know, many people are still hungry now, and Pinghe is so rich that they use surplus grain to feed chickens and ducks. You can imagine that this land is so fat and oily!

"Brother, let me discuss something. Can the elders or leaders of your tribe recommend me? I won't let you work in vain. I have some small skills here, which is how to make the clothes on you. I will give it to your tribe as a meeting gift."

Hei San looked at Yi Duan in surprise, then nodded and said, "It's okay to recommend it, but your clothes are very comfortable to wear and must be very expensive. I'm afraid our tribe can't afford it."

Yi Duan smiled slightly, pointed to a place of mata next to the rice fields, and said with a smile: "The clothes you wear are made of mata. This thing is everywhere, so what can't be done? Don't worry, brother?"

Ping San was suspicious. He felt that he might have encountered a liar, but he didn't look like the person in front of him? This person had a demeanor, which was more awe-inspiring than his elder, and his clothes looked very noble. I think he wouldn't lie, right?

"That's true!" Hei San thought for a long time before saying, "You should rest at my house for a night first. I'll go find the elder and talk about it for a good life."

Yi Duan agreed happily.

On the second day, Yi Duan fell asleep a little. When he woke up, it was already midnight.

It happened that Hei San walked in from outside and said enthusiastically: "Brother Duan, the Great Elder said that I will take you to see him."

Yi Duan nodded, stretched his body, washed up, and finished it meticulously before he said with great energy: "Let's go."

Ping San curled his lips and thought to himself that he was not a woman, he loved beauty so much.

The Great Elder is worthy of being the Great Elder. When Yi Duan saw a skeleton standing in front of him with green eyes, he almost shouted out. If it weren't for Ping San's bowing and bowing, he might have drawn his sword to him.

The elder turned his head, and the sound of cracking bones colliding came. Yi Duan was very suspicious of whether the elder's head would fall off immediately.

"My friend Yi Duan, please sit down!"

When Yi Duan heard this, he first performed sufficient etiquette, and then waited for the Great Elder to sit down before he slowly sat down.

The elder looked at Yi Duan with approval, and a chrysanthemum was smiling on an old man's face. Sparks flashed in his two green eyes, and his shriveled toothless mouth opened and closed.

"Where did Yi Duan come from?"

"The younger generation comes from the West River."

"City!" The Great Elder thought long and seemed to be recalling something. This memory lasted nearly half an hour.

When the slight snoring came, Yi Duan finally couldn't help it. He called softly: "Great Elder! Great Elder!"

The Great Elder raised his head, and a sour cracking sound came, Yi Duan wanted to leave.

"You are too old and you will easily fall asleep. Don't mind if you are young."

Yi Duan really wanted to say that I mind very much, but judging from the age of the elder and his appearance, he felt that he had to respect the elder.

"Don't mind or not."

The elder's shriveled old mouth showed a curve, which should be a smile.

"My friend came from the capital. I think he had met Empress Xia. Who is Empress Xia now? Or Si Kung?"

Yi Duan was silent. Si Fu was Kong Jia's cousin. After Kong Jia's uncle Si Jian died, Si Fu became Empress Xia. After Si Fu died, it was Kong Jia's turn. Kong Jia retired and Si Gao was the turn.

Yi Duan said respectfully: "Go back to the great elder, the current Empress Xia is Si Gao, Si Jian's nephew, and Si Kongjia's son."

The elder looked dazed, smacked his shriveled old mouth and sighed: "What a pity, I had a relationship with Si Jian at the beginning. He was a celestial figure, but I didn't expect to die like this."

Yi Duan lowered his head and said nothing. This year, when the Queen of Xia is a dangerous life. It is like playing. Yi Duan concluded from the Collection Pavilion that almost all the Queen of Xia died inexplicably or disappeared. This is how Kong Jia was like, and most other Queen of Xia are like this.

"By the way, is the Mai you mentioned really made of Mai?"
Chapter completed!