Three days later, the city gate of Jianmen Pass opened wide, and the grain transport convoy, which had been trapped in Jianmen for nearly a month, slowly drove out of the city gate. In the past month, the bosses of these grain teams almost suffered a lot. Not only did they drink, treat and give gifts, but the delayed effort caused each two teams to lose thousands to tens of thousands of taels.

Two days ago, they received news of clearance and release, and were told that there were great risks on this journey west. After discussion, the convoy established the Shuzhong Grain Transportation Merchants Alliance, each distributed funds, and invited more than ten bodyguards from Shuzhong to escort the convoy to Yinyang.

The six grain trucks of Xiao Jinyan and the other two were also in the caravan. After sending Yu Jiaxue back to Yujiabao, the Lord of Yubao was happy and agreed to send 20,000 kilograms of grain.

They could have asked for money, but after discussion, there were too many variables in this trip to Yinyang, so they disguised themselves and used Leijiazhuang's mask to transform into grain vendors, mixed into caravans, and went out together. When they were naming, the three of them had a dispute. In the end, it was Xiao Jinyan who suggested that they still use their identity as the Tang Sect's Servant Hospital in the middle of Shu, which saved a lot of trouble.

After Yu Jiaxue was saved, the next day, Lei Zhenyu sent someone to take her back to Leijiazhuang. After all, the two of them had a marriage ceremony and became a marriage, which was considered a formal couple.

Before leaving the city, Xiao Jinyan and Yu Zhang had a late-night conversation. When they learned that Master Yang Dushen was the Ghost King, the lord of the fort could not help but burst into a cold sweat. He did not explain too much about what happened in Dingling Mountain. First, the matter was too strange and he might not believe it. Second, the Yu family was not a member of the world, and Xiao Jinyan did not want to involve them. However, after this, the lord of the fort and Zhang Qianhu also restrained a little, and opened the net to the grain merchants trapped in the pass, and after receiving a lot of tariffs, they were allowed to leave.

The caravan that traveled west had a total of 90 people and 70 cars, and nearly 300,000 kilograms of grain were loaded on it. The man in the leader was Kong, bald, not tall, and had a very stylish behavior and everyone called him Mr. Kong. Nearly one-third of the grain in this grain team belonged to him. Mr. Kong, who is said to be an outer disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, was using this relationship to everyone to promote him as the leader.

However, Xiao Jinyan had observed this person, and spoke a little exaggeratedly and liked to pretend. As for martial arts, he was only a mid-level scholar. It was not a big problem to deal with ordinary thieves, but when he met a real master, he might not be enough to see it. However, among the ten bodyguards invited, there was a young man with a torch-like look and a steady style of conduct. Every time he walked, he carefully investigated the terrain and watched the water, which made the three of them look at each other with admiration.

Although the grain team was traveling on the official road, the roads in Shuzhong were rugged and the speed was not fast. They only took thirty or forty miles a day, and set off at dawn and rested at sunset. Six ox carts hired drivers, but they could not use such things as driving the car.

As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you are not panicked. Among the six ox carts, half a cart of fine wine, jerky, etc., these were given to the three of them before leaving. Since leaving Suzhou last year, they have traveled westward, and the three of them have a rare peace.

At this time, it was spring, flowers blooming, the earth was rejuvenated, and everything was revived. Along the way, the three of them followed the convoy, either enjoying the scenery along the way, or competing martial arts, and their lives were leisurely.

Xiao Jinyan still practiced boxing continuously. After entering the realm of hearing, he practiced boxing and qi, and became more and more refined by practicing boxing. In Dingling Mountain, he also secretly learned from the Ghost King's Wuwang footwork. While practicing boxing, he studied it carefully. After a few days, he was very similar.

After Li Qingcheng entered the Tongxiang Realm, his temperament changed. Although the mask he was wearing was the ugly, his words and deeds were quite majestic. Even Old Li, who was driving a ox cart, asked Xiao Jinyan privately if this person was a martial arts master.

Ten days later, the group arrived at Yangtou Station.

Yangtou Post is the first post in the Nine Posts in Yinzhou. Although it is not the largest post station, it is the only way to travel to Yinyang in Central Plains and Shu.

Since its founding in the Ming Dynasty, it has attached great importance to the construction of post offices. It has established Huitong Hall in the capital to manage the national post offices, and established water and horse post offices in various places, establishing very smooth information transmission channels.

Taking Yinyang official road as an example, from Yangtou Post to Yinyang City, there are 800 miles, 30 miles per station, and 100 miles per station. Each post has one postmaster, and there are also 30 to 50 postmasters, postmasters, escorts, and procurement. They undertake information transmission, official reception and other tasks. At first, these postmasters were allocated funds by the court and managed relatively loosely. Often, there were official seal documents, so they could eat and live in the postmasters. In the third year of Tiantong, the court issued an order to change the postmaster costs to half-appropriate and half-paid.

The rise of inns brought prosperity to the market. Decades ago, Yangtou Post was just a small inn, with only more than ten postmen. After the Yinyang 19 cities surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, there were a lot of people traveling. In just twenty years, this place had become a small town with two or three thousand people.

In addition to the official inns, there are also many restaurants and inns. Every ten-day one or five days, Yangtou Post has Jixu. Some business trips who come back from Yinyang take the opportunity to sell some goods they bring back, or essential equipment for travel, etc., which is quite lively.

Due to its remote location, in addition to the official post, this place has gradually become a non-regarded area. Many homeless people, thieves, and fugitives who committed crimes have also hidden their names and hid them here, and even colluded with the postmaster to get their needs.

Even so, all people who come and go to Yin Yang will stay here for a few days. First, to supplement the food supply, second, to purchase some essential items for travel, third, to collect enough information from merchants, such as the price of goods fluctuations, the weather on the road, whether there are any thieves and bandits in chaos recently, etc.

These grain teams were not treated as an official secretary, so Xiao Jinyan and others followed everyone to the Sheeptou Inn in the city. As the leader of the caravan, Mr. Kong took his deputy and two bodyguards out to do business.

Xiao, Li and Zhao are wandering around the world. They are about doing whatever they want and coming and going freely. Unlike them, Mr. Kong, who always makes a living in the world, pays attention to being versatile, talking to people and talking to ghosts, local gangs, filial piety, and filial pie who should pay filial piety, and serene piety in the world, and the officialdom.

Don’t underestimate these trivial things. If you accidentally say the wrong thing and offend others, even if you don’t say anything in person, you might be stumbling behind the scenes. For example, accidentally reveal your itinerary to someone who robs the road halfway. After a transaction, you may lose all your money or even lose your life. But you still don’t know what it is because of.

The three of them put down their salutes and learned that they would stay here for a few days. They left the inn, found a Youpeng diner, ordered wine and food, and started eating.

The wine shops here are not as luxurious as Suzhou and Shuzhong, but are more down-to-earth. The wine is Yinyang Chishui wine, regardless of whether it is authentic or not. The dishes are pitifully few, mostly ready-made braised beef, roasted lamb, and big pot dishes.

Since most of the exchanges are merchants, most of the wine shops are a few earthen houses, with more than ten tables inside. If the weather is not cold, three or four large tables outside. When you order wine and food, no matter how far or not, you will put them on the table. When you meet, you will be destined to meet. After three cups, your heart will be warm and your mouth will be alive.

Li Qingcheng was not used to this occasion. He picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the food. Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks came over to him and picked up a piece of beef from the plate in front of him. Seeing that the other party was an old man with a rosacea in his fifties, Li Qingcheng couldn't help frowning, put down the chopsticks, and brought the wine glass to drink by himself.

Unconsciously, Rosacea dipped the beef into its mouth, stuffed it into its mouth with a mouthful, and mumbled it, "Well, this beef is a bit old. Come on, try my plate of fennel beans!" As he said that, he pushed a plate of fennel beans with only five or six left in front of Li Qingcheng.

Li Qingcheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'm not hungry."

Rosacea said, "I'm not polite." As he said that, he took the whole plate of beef over, and was too lazy to use chopsticks. He grabbed it with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering while eating, "No, this beef is far worse than what he had in Beijing Weifang back then!"

Jingweifang is known as the number one chef in Beijing, and is as famous as Qinhuaixuan in Jinling. It is known as the two chefs in the north and south. Jingweifang beef is even the best in the world. Even the one in the palace often invites Jingweifang chefs to the palace to make beef.

This rosaceae compares the braised beef from a roadside winery with the Jingweifang. Of course, there is nothing to compare with. But someone next to him laughed, "Old winemaker, it's good to eat beef for free, but you can also eat Jingweifang. It seems like you have eaten it."

Rosacea hummed, "I have never seen any delicacies in the capital before?"

"Then what have you eaten?"

Rosacea said "um", thought for a moment, and said, "I've gone too much, what are the small dumplings, tofu brains, bean juice, fried noodles, fried cakes, and slices of noodle soup, and drool when you think about it!"

The diner smiled and said, "There are so many, can you say that you bring meat?"

Rosacea, “Fried fried dough sticks!”

Everyone laughed, and the diner had a slight joking smile before, "All these are from Jingweifang? I have been to this Jingweifang last year. As far as I know, it seems that there is no such thing?"

Rosacea hummed, "How do I know if I have it? I went to treat it? People asked me what to eat, and I ordered it. They all served it. But then again, the beef in Jingweifang is really good, but tofu brain, so it's impossible to eat it!"

"Why?"

“Sweet!”

"Haha!" Everyone laughed loudly, showing a sudden look.

The diner was trying to make fun of him, but seeing that he was so serious, he couldn't help but sarcastically, "The Beijing Flavor House is the number one chef in Beijing. It costs 180 taels of 1 meal. How could he make such a street stall for you? You old guy must be bragging!"

Rosacea, "Of course I've been there. Not only did I go, I also spit out phlegm in their hall. If you don't believe it, go and see if you go to the capital city!"

The diner laughed, "I saw a plate of beef that can't satisfy you. I have to lead a cow for you. I also spit out phlegm and let us see. Do you think your phlegm is made of gold, and people in Jingweifang don't do business, so how can you provide your phlegm every day? Haha!"

Rosacea's face turned red and he stood up and said, "You guy, you are so mean." After that, he opened the wine gourd, grabbed Li Qingcheng's wine, poured it into the gourd, shook it a few times, and walked out of the wine shop.

After Rosacea left, two people breathed a sigh of relief not far away, "Damn, that old alcoholic finally left, scaring me to death. Dun, if you help me, my legs will become weak."

Another person said, "Brother, I can't stand up."

Everyone looked in a voice. Two men with fleshy faces were covered in fleshy faces, with high temples, one with one eye and the other with scars on their faces, as if they were fierce and evil. At this moment, they were covered in sweat and were breathing heavily. When they saw everyone looking at him, the fleshy face tightened, "What are you looking at?"

Someone recognized the two and said in surprise, "These two seem to be the two heroes wanted by the government!"

The two heroes in Mobei are also known as the two heroes in Mobei. They have one-eyed eagle and scarred faces. They are half-twin brothers of the same mother. When they were young, they were disciples of Hu Sai, a hero outside the West. Later, they were expelled from the sect because of their fierce nature. The two brothers have achieved a half-step Tongxiang Realm with their evil skills. They are notorious and notorious in the world. Half a year ago, the two went to the capital to commit a major case. The government issued a wanted order. Six Sects sent eight masters to chase him, but they were all escaped by him. Unexpectedly, they appeared in this little sheep head post.

Xiongying said, "What, do you want to report to the official to receive the bonus?"

The man shook his head, "I dare not, I dare not!"

The eagle came to the previous diner. The diner brushed it and his face was pale. The eagle said, "Beijingweifang, have you been there, right?" The diner shook his head repeatedly, "Good man, please spare me, I'm so young that I haven't been there."

The eagle slapped the diner with a palm print on the face and cursed, "I haven't been there before, why are you fucking competing with that old guy!"

The diner covered his face and stammered, "I can't stand him bragging, I want to prank him, make fun, and find some happiness."

The eagle's face drooped old man, "Looking for happiness? Do you think I'm happy now?"

The diner didn't dare to look at him and whispered, "It should be, no, I'm very happy."

Xiongying asked again, "Do you think he is bragging? He is going to go to Jingweifang for dinner. The boss of Jingweifang wants to stop his business and serve the old guy. He said that the food is not delicious, and the boss almost smashed the signboard of Jingweifang. Do you know?"

The diner said, "I always think this is the case. I wonder, it's a Beijing-style shop. How could such a high-end place sell sweet tofu brains!"

Bang!

The eagle slapped again, "Go to your mother's tofu brain, just because someone invited him to have a bowl of tofu brain. In the past six months, this old alcoholic has chased us for three thousand miles. Along the way, we didn't even have a bite of hot rice."
Chapter completed!