Chapter 4

There is a sign at the entrance of a restaurant in the center of Dama Camp, with a few words written in traditional Chinese. Translated, it means the mutton soup restaurant. The voices inside are noisy and there are many diners.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old man was standing at the door, waiting anxiously. Seeing Lu Xuan coming, he hurriedly met him. While helping Lu Xuan lead the horse quickly, he muttered.

"Master, you are back. I heard that during the day, we encountered a sandstorm outside, and we were all worried that we would die. Nothing is wrong."

"Don't mention it, I happened to encounter a sandstorm. I couldn't take two sheep, so I could only throw one away. I almost couldn't come back." Lu Xuan responded, dismounted and then threw the reins to the boy.

"Feed the horse, process the sheep, and then put it in the pot. By the way, I'll make a basin of water first, I have to wash it."

"Okay." The boy quickly took the reins and led the horse and sheep to the backyard. He seemed to be familiar with these tasks.

The boy left, Lu Xuan walked around the main hall where the diner was and came to the bedroom next to the backyard. Then he took off his head and exposed his head like a chicken coop and covered with yellow sand. He slapped his hands a few times, and immediately choked himself and coughed.

Fortunately, at this time, the boy brought clean water, so he could clean it. The boy also took a piece of linen, dipped it in clean water, and helped wipe his back.

At this time, we could see that nearly twenty wounds on Lu Xuan's back were scary. But the boy seemed to be accustomed to it. He just wiped Lu Xuan's back carefully.

"Okay, Xiao Si, go and do your work. Remember to let the old man get some food for me." Lu Xuan waved his hand and asked the boy to go to work. He took the linen, wiped his face, and washed it for a while, and felt much more relaxed and his stomach became hungry.

"Okay." Young young man ran out quickly. After a while, Lao Budhi walked in with a bowl of mutton soup and a large piece of cake-like thing.

"While it's hot, my boss. I specially added a spoonful of salt."

"How many times have you said it, just call my name." Lu Xuan said helplessly.

"How can that be? I've been here for so many years, relying on following the rules. This shop was your desperate effort. I'll make a living by calling you a boss, it's not embarrassing." The old man had his own set of principles. Lu Xuan said it a few times, but he was too lazy to correct it.

"Okay, I didn't say anything. Put the mutton soup here. How is the business today?" Lu Xuan asked casually while taking the dough cake and taking a big bite.

"Of course there is nothing to say. Since the boss took over here, the business has not been bad. The main reason is that your secret recipe is great. Now, the mutton restaurant in the whole town has the best business."

"Okay, I understand. By the way, nothing happened in the Malaysian camp, right?"

"No, what's wrong, boss?"

"I don't know, something is wrong. When I came back today, I smelled something wrong along the way. Later I realized that there were more Turkic people in the town."

"This... I've been busy all day today, so I really didn't pay attention to this matter. Why don't I go and inquire?"

"No need for now. Do business first and take some time to inquire tomorrow."

After the old man left, Lu Xuan ate the cake and sipped mutton soup in big mouthfuls. He quickly finished all the food. With something in his stomach, his fatigue became more obvious. Lu Xuan leaned back and was about to fall asleep. But after a while, he suddenly got up and dragged a box out of under the earthen kang.

When I opened the box, there was a light armor, two horizontal knives, and even two military crossbows and a bundle of crossbow arrows. Although this thing is also a trading item in the Malaysian camp, only the middlemen of Mr. An are qualified to handle it. Lu Xuan spent a lot of money to get such a good thing.

Next to these equipment are four sheepskin bags, filled with water. On the edge is a bag, which is also full of stuff, needless to say, all of them are eaten.

After checking the equipment, Lu Xuan replaced all the water with good water. Then he put the box back again.

This box is considered an emergency measure, an emergency measure that leaves here.

It's a pity that Lu Xuan had a modern urban worker. He was so busy that he opened a mutton soup restaurant in the unlawful places in the border during the Tang Dynasty. How bad was Lu Xuan? No matter how used to this kind of life on the surface, he actually hated all this in his heart.

It’s a pity that he cannot change the big aspects, for example, he cannot return to modern times. I haven’t heard of a few time travelers who can go back. So he hopes that he can live at least like a time traveler. After three years of traveling, he is still opening a mutton soup restaurant, and he feels embarrassing the time traveler.

If you want to change all this, you have to leave the Dama Camp. This kind of illegal land seems free, but is actually full of dangers. Not to mention anything else, as the front line of the battle between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks, maybe one side of both sides will think of this place and destroy it at any time. Or directly capture everyone as slaves.

Here, let alone individuals, the entire town is actually in a state of insecurity. How could a young man from a harmonious society gain a sense of security in such a place?

Moreover, during the Kaiyuan period, the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty had begun. When we traveled to the Tang Dynasty, we could not even see the real Tang Dynasty, and Lu Xuan was even more unwilling to accept it.

The pressure around him, the desire in his heart, and everything was forcing him to leave this place. Lu Xuan made a lot of preparations for this. But there was never a suitable time. In this era, it was not easy to return to the Tang Dynasty or even Chang'an from the border of the Western Regions where he was in a state of war.

When parents are here, they don’t travel far away, which is one of the rules of filial sons in ancient times. The fundamental reason is that in ancient times, traveling far away was an extremely dangerous thing. The journey was long and the crowded, with bandits and road dominances, natural disasters and diseases, and whatever they were, they could easily kill an ancient person. Once a person died, no one would serve his parents and be filial. Therefore, it is important that parents are here, they don’t travel far away.

It was difficult for Lu Xuan to understand the true meaning of this sentence before. After all, in the high-speed era in his previous life, the earth became a global village. But in this so-called Tang Dynasty, he finally understood where the ancient people's fear of traveling came from.

What's more, returning to Chang'an from the Western Regions is not only a long journey, but also a vast desert. The danger is even more exponentially increasing.

Just like the previous sandstorm, if he encountered it on the road, he could only leave it to fate. Lu Xuan never gave his destiny to heaven. He would rather face real danger, face the horse bandits, and face the Turks, so that he could at least use the knife in his hand to win vitality for himself.
Chapter completed!