Dingdong is a small mountain village located in the mountains, with only more than 20 families, and only five of them farmed. The others all live on this road through the village.

The road comes from Liangzhou, passes through Luzhou, passes through Dingdong, to Siling Prefecture, and then to the original Siming Prefecture, and now Ningming Town. From there, you can transport goods along the Mingjiang River to all directions.

This road is the main trade channel on the mainland of Jiaozhi and the Song Dynasty. Although the only trade port in the official sense of the two countries is Qinzhou Boyichang, private smuggling trade has never been cut off.

Luzhou has a relatively superior geographical location and has reached the south of the border mountains of the two countries. The critical passes are all within the territory of the Song Dynasty. The road is calm and is conducive to the passage of merchants. Over the past few hundred years, this trade route has become very prosperous, and the teams of vendors and horses have been endless.

However, this road has been traveling through the mountains, nearly two hundred miles of mountain road from Luzhou to Simingzhou. There is no slightly large basin in the middle. It can be used as a commercial route for horse teams, but it cannot support military operations. Furthermore, although Luzhou is located on the south side of Jieshan, there is still a mountain pass between him and Liangzhou, and it has no military value.

Since Xuping arrived in Pingxiangdong, the army that was formerly stationed in Luzhou had moved there. Only more than 200 troops under the former Yongping Village remained in Luzhou, which intimidated the surrounding Tuzhou and ensured the smooth flow of commercial roads.

The weather in June is extremely hot and rainy, and the heat simmers. The whole world is like a steamer, making people have nowhere to hide or escape, and they wish they could peel off all their flesh. The mountains blocked it, and even the wind could not blow in. I wanted to find the coolness for a moment and there was no place to find it.

Under the shed of the small wine shop on the roadside, two men were drinking on a table, and the shadow of the shed could not cover the ubiquitous heat. Both of them were naked and a pair of calf pants on the bottom. They were extremely indecent.

The one on the left is not tall, with a slightly dark skin, and a gurgling flesh all over, which looks quite strong. The one on the right is about tall, with a whiter skin, but it is a thin bamboo pole. Not to mention the body, there is not even two taels of flesh on his face. It looks a bit funny.

The black man stepped on the stool with bare feet, holding the wine bowl in one hand, and pinching the beef on the table in the other hand, stuffing it into his mouth, full of his mouth. He drank a sip of wine from time to time, and somehow the wine seeped into his stomach from the ****.

The thin man looked at it with a gaze, swallowed his saliva quietly, and said to the black man: "Brother, are you satisfied with the drink? Do you want to call more?"

The black man was full of mouth and said in a vague way: "What are you satisfied with? It's as light as water! A few days ago, I went to Pingxiangdong and a newly opened restaurant. When the wine sold there came in, my throat was like fire, so I really had strength! How could I look like this bird that faded out!"

The thin man accompanied him and said carefully: "My brother has been to a big place. His vision is naturally different! How can we compare the prosperity of Pingxiangdong in this small place in the deep mountains? I heard that even the official official lives there now, just like that. How can we live if the wine and meat are a little worse?"

"That's it! Not only this wine, but the meat here is not good! Look, I can't even bite it. The beef slaughtered by the store is probably older than me, and the meat is as old as wood! The beef sold in Pingxiang is like snowflakes, fat and tender. If you bite it, it tastes-"

The thin man listened, his eyes shining, his throat kept moving, and his mouth was swallowing without gurgling.

"Brother, when will I take my younger brother out for a walk? I will also see the outside world."

The black man shook his head: "Xiao Niu, although the outside world is good, every move requires money. Do you have money? Cheng Guan's Qian Tong also took two Guans out for me to see."

"Brother joked that anyone in this village can have the money for success except the master's family."

The black man shook his head when he heard this: "I don't have much money and can't even get out of the mountain. You still give up. Last time, I deserved to make a fortune. I followed a merchant to carry the burden, so I have the opportunity to go out. I can't meet this opportunity once in a few years, so I'd better wait."

The thin man just sighed after hearing this.

At this moment, two people came on the road. A boy of sixteen or seventeen was walking in front, followed by an old servant in his fifty years old carrying a load. He was wearing sweat all over his way under the scorching sun and the scorching heat. The two of them walked in sweat. The clothes they were wearing were soaked in sweat. After the scorching sun, they were sticky and felt unspeakable.

Seeing the wine shed on the roadside, the two walked in and found a table to sit down separately.

The boy shouted, "Master, I'll make some wine to quench my thirst, and cut it into a plate of meat."

The old servant put the load on his back, picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea for the boy, and said, "I really can't walk under the scorching sun, so we'll rest here and wait until the sun is gone before we set off."

The boy nodded and agreed, picked up the tea and took a sip.

When the thin man saw the hard work of the two, he remembered the words of the black man, and hurriedly stood up, went to the table of the young man and the old servant and bowed in a mess and said, "Where is the guest officer?"

The old servant looked up at the thin man, and was a little wary: "We are businessmen from Jiaozhi. Who are you? What's the matter with me?"

The thin man smiled and said, "In the past, Ding Xiaoniu, my brother Wei Dalang, are all locals. We have no things, but we have all the strength. It's better to give up a few chunks of money and help you carry the mountains."

The old servant smiled and said, "You guy don't know anything. I am the one who hired me to carry the load. If you take it, why do you hire me?"

Seeing that his thoughts were lost, the thin man whispered: "It turns out that it's really unlucky to meet someone who wants money but lives!"

When the boy saw the thin man turning around and was about to leave, he hurriedly shouted and asked, "Dare you ask my brother, where is this place? How much time is there to go to Pingxiangdong? "

The thin man turned around and his eyes turned: "It's okay to ask me to tell you, you have to invite me and my brother to drink and eat."

The boy smiled and said, "It's just a small matter."

Seeing that the store owner brought wine and meat to him, he said, "Shop owner, go up to these two people as they look on my desk, and they all settle in my account."

The hot weather was no longer there, and the owner happily agreed to go.

The thin man stood there but didn't say it at first. He didn't say it until he watched the restaurant put the wine and meat on his table, and said to the young man: "I told you to know that we call Dingdong, which was originally a subordinate of Siling Prefecture. Now he has been doing Dingfa everywhere. Zhidong got money from the Tijusi, and his whole family moved to Ningming Town. I have never been to Pingxiangdong, so how do you know how far you have to go?"

Seeing that the boy's face was a little dissatisfied, the thin man Ding Xiaoniu turned his eyes and pointed to a white wall on the side of the road and said, "There is a list of the Tijuans there, for example, if you know how to read it, go there."

Seeing the boy's appearance, Ping Bo was confused and had to drink and eat meat.
Chapter completed!