Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 189 The Customs of the Western Regions Are Too Strange
In the morning, Ye Yuan woke up.

Turning over and throwing herself to the side, she rubbed against the soft thing before realizing that she was holding something wrong.

Sitting up, she gave Yue Ling a dissatisfied look at Yue Ling, who was sleeping in an extremely poor posture, then got up and tied her long hair into a ponytail, dressed up briefly and left the tent.

First, she took water to boil the corn, and she washed the dirty clothes of the three of them last night, then wrung them out and dried them to dry.

After finishing these tasks, she asked Dana to chat, and as quickly as possible, she became familiar with the way people from the Western Regions spoke and learned their language.

When Yue Ling woke up, Wang Huai, who had gone out to work, would just come back with his new disciple.

At the dinner table, Yue Ling and Wang Huai could be seen bickering, chatting with Wang Huai about the weather and other daily routines, and then watched them leave.

In the afternoon, I try to absorb the aura in the air for a while, and then I start to sleep after preparing for dinner, and the cycle repeats like this.

Although plain, but she is very happy.

Her mana has not yet recovered, so she can't help much, but she still wants to do something within her power to make Wang Huai feel more relaxed.

It feels like being married is no different.

She also wondered why Wang Huai was so interested in this place, but Wang Huai's explanation was that this place was an experiment.

There are quite a few monks in Dazhou, but they are always separated from ordinary people.

What Wang Huai wants to do is to experiment with the role of monks among mortals, gain a lot of experience through practice, and then continue to summarize and finally form a set of theories.

"Anyway, it's not an experiment in Dazhou. It doesn't matter if something goes wrong. Anyway, it can't be worse than before."

These are Wang Huai's original words.

This sentence made Ye Yuan feel that her junior brother was sometimes very dark, but he was still so cute.

On the tenth day of coming to Tarot, a simple wall was built around the town.

There will also be strange things in the Western Regions. These things of unknown origin sometimes appear in no man's land, attracting surrounding creatures to come and transform them into monsters.

Although the location of Tarot is better and the monsters coming here are very rare, Wang Huai still feels that it is necessary to make arrangements in advance to avoid risks.

Once safety is ensured, the next step is to improve lives.

There is a stone mine not far from Tarot, and there is an iron mine nearby, which makes Wang Huai feel that the geographical location here is really good.

Strengthen the stone pickaxes with the spell solidification, and these stone pickaxes immediately become excellent tools that can be used to mine stone and iron ore.

In terms of improving productivity, the power of spells is really too great.

Some simple spells can greatly improve the production tools. In a town of tens of thousands of people, as long as there is a normal mana-level monk, the productivity level of the town can be rapidly improved.

Not to mention the supernatural realm monks with the ability to modify the laws, such as Zhongyue's blood moon realm, just to restore the items to their original state, they can conduct a large number of repeated tests to ensure that valuable items can be successfully processed in one go.

The improvement of tools allows local residents to live better, allowing them to renovate the original kennels and allow them to live in larger houses.

The change in farm tools has greatly reduced the number of people needed for farming. Children who do not have to work in the fields can go to the school run by Sushta to learn to recognize characters and learn arithmetic.

The ordinary life continued until No. 12 days, when a new visitor from the city arrived.

The previous caravan leader visited the city again.

Standing outside the town, he looked at the city wall that was not high enough to withstand the charge of camel riders, the beautiful houses painted with mineral powder, and the untouchables with smiles on their faces, he was silent for a while.

"My lord, what are you thinking?" asked a confidant accompanying him.

"I'll think about how to kill those three outsiders." The leader replied.

"But didn't the elders say that they should not be enemies with each other? The opponent may be an immortal from the east, and we are not their opponents. And even if we kill them, we will not be able to resist Daqin's anger."

The Western Regions once had brief contact with the East, but due to the impassable roads and blocked news, they did not know about the change of dynasties.

But Da Qin still left a deep impression on them, allowing them to see for the first time a terrifying existence that could defeat cavalry with infantry.

Recalling what he read in the book, the leader said: "I know, but they are very dangerous, even more dangerous than Daqin's infantry."

"why?"

"The army can only destroy our bodies, but they are destroying our souls. See those untouchables, they shouldn't laugh, they shouldn't live in such beautiful houses. They can only work, numb in pain and die, And wait for reincarnation. The gods created our five classes to allow us to maintain this existence. The untouchables should live in the way of the untouchables, and they are an insult to the gods."

"grown ups……"

Waving his hand, the leader said: "I understand, I will complete the task of the elders. But those elders are too short-sighted to see the threat of these three strangers. I will act in my own way. I'll kill them if I get the chance."

After getting off his horse, the leader walked towards Tarot under the leadership of his cronies.

The Tarot at this time is as lively as if it is a festival.

Groups of children eagerly gathered around the square, drooling at the cauldron in front of them.

The warm aroma is released from the pot, filling the square with a salty aroma.

He heated the iron pan with a spell, and Wang Huai heard crackling sounds from the iron pan.

When the sound stopped, Wang Huai lifted the lid of the pot, and all the golden corn kernels turned into small white flowers. With the salt sprinkled before, these things had an attractive fragrance.

After seeing the things coming out of the oven, Yue Ling cheered and grabbed the little flowers, and was slapped on the back of his hand by Wang Huai.

"What are you thinking, do you understand it for the old man first?" Wang Huai said dissatisfied.

"Junior brother, is it me or the old man here who is more important!"

"You."

Yue Ling's face flushed immediately, feeling that Wang Huai was really too bold.

After pushing the other party, she whispered, "So what's wrong with me eating first?"

"Because you are important, is there a problem with wanting you to be more polite?"

"Not really...well. But I have to have the most popcorn!"

"Good good."

After distributing the popcorn, Wang Huai felt pretty good watching the surrounding residents happily eating popcorn.

With oil, iron pan, corn, and spells, it is not difficult to make popcorn.

Thinking back to his previous life, Wang Huai remembered that there was already popcorn in the Song Dynasty, but its name was Bolou, and it was usually used as a material for divination and sacrifices.

This is the cold knowledge given by my roommate. The roommate who was two hundred catties was caught eating popcorn in the middle of the night. After explaining the little knowledge about popcorn, he said with certainty: "I'm not greedy, I'm just divination. Is it possible to lose weight successfully?"

Wang Huai felt that what he said was very reasonable, so he beat him up.

Because the popcorn he ate belonged to Wang Huai!
Ye Yuan was also sipping popcorn, her movements were elegant, but the smile on her face looked extraordinarily beautiful, which made Wang Huai smile involuntarily.

While everyone was tasting popcorn, the leader also came over, looked at the remaining food by the iron pot, and asked politely, "Can I have a little?"

Wang Huai glanced at the leader and recognized him as a merchant at that time.

These days, he has also learned the local language from Sushta, and now he can barely understand what the other party is saying.

"Please."

After winking, a confidant immediately took out one and carefully handed it to the leader.

The leader tasted it carefully, and felt that the taste was very good, the salt was very tasty, and could be melted with saliva, so he couldn't help but nodded.

The method of this kind of thing is very simple, but the oil temperature required is high, and a good iron pan is required, so it has not been able to appear.

This thing looks good, and it tastes good. If you can add some sugar or creamy butter, it will definitely taste better.

In addition, this thing is fried in oil, so it is easier to store in a dry place, and there is no problem with long-distance transportation. It is another fortune if it is done well.

Originally, he wanted to find a chance to kill Wang Huai's leader, but slowly changed his mind.

I want this person.

She... No, it's his wisdom, I want to hold it firmly in my hands.

Coughing lightly, the leader said to Wang Huai, "My name is Yada. It's a great honor to meet you immortals from the East. I apologize for my previous rudeness. May I know your name?"

"Wang Huai."

"Wang Huai... May I ask what class you belong to in your country?"

Through Sushta, Wang Huai also gradually learned some common sense in the Western Regions.

Here, the races are divided into five levels from high to low, namely priests, kings, craftsmen, free people and untouchables.

The first two classes are the upper class, the artisans and freedmen are the lower class, and the untouchables are not human beings.

The class barriers between each class are very high, and intermarriage between the upper class and the lower class is basically impossible, let alone the untouchables.

After hearing the leader's self-reported name, the residents who had been watching from the side immediately stepped back and respectfully knelt on the ground.

Every class has its own fixed surname, Yada is a surname, and it is also an extremely noble existence among the king class.

For people of this class, the untouchables can't even take a look at them, otherwise they are likely to have their eyes gouged out and then dumped in the wilderness.

However, Wang Huai was indifferent to this kind of thing, and said flatly: "We only have three classes, the emperor, the scholar, and the people. I should count it as the people."

"That's it."

The leader nodded, feeling a little pity.

But the opponent is a fairy, and a fairy with extraordinary strength can stand outside the class, but the fairy also has a class within himself.

Knowing Wang Huai's identity, Yada continued: "Dear Eastern Immortal, I was ordered to visit you to tell you that people from the Presbyterian Church want to invite you as a guest."

"The Presbyterian Church?"

"Well, the administrators composed of seven priests, they control this land. The matter of the Elephant Trunk Immortal was a misunderstanding, and they hope to clarify this misunderstanding."

"Are you only reacting now? This elder meeting is really procrastinating."

"The strength of the elephant comes from his body, but it also slows down its reaction. The slower the reaction, the stronger it is. This is the truth. So, it only shows that the elders will be strong."

Wang Huai stared at the leader with wide eyes, feeling that the other party's fallacies and heresies came out of his mouth.

The point is that the other party's cronies seemed quite moved, and kept saying: "What a wise word."

That sentence just now has the wisdom of a hammer!

There are better reasons for five-year-olds to eat candy than this sentence!

However, Wang Huai also felt that he should pay a visit to the other party to see if he could gain any benefits.

Moreover, Wang Huai was also a little concerned about Ye Yuan's affairs.

Ye Yuan also said that her mother probably didn't die, but was in the Western Regions, so it's a good time to ask the locals to see if they can get relevant clues to find Ye Yuan's mother.

After thinking for a while, Wang Huai said to the two of them: "Yue Ling, please guard your house. Senior Sister Ye, Sushta, can you go with me?"

Finding that Yue Ling was very upset, Wang Huai added, "You can eat the leftover popcorn."

"Okay! Let's go!"

Riding on the camels, the group moved forward slowly, and finally arrived at the city where Yada was located the next day.

The city was named Morning Star, and it was the largest city in the vicinity.

Unlike Tarot, which only has untouchables, there are people from all five classes here, and it is also an important trade center, where people come and go very lively.

While the untouchables here are still limited to shorts, other classes have been allowed to have their own tops.

Different from the traditional costumes of Dazhou, the clothes here have a strong exotic style. Women's costumes sometimes only have a piece of colored yarn, which completely exposes the graceful waist.

However, there are still some things that Wang Huai cares about.

Women here attach great importance to their hair. Many women are born without cutting their hair, and their long hair is braided into different shapes.

But there are also some women with bald heads. They wear clothes of different classes, but the top of their heads is bald, without a single hair.

After raising his question, Yada explained: "They are widows."

"Widow? The one who looks only 12 years old!"

"Well, some women get married at the age of eight, and the husband is often a man who is more than 50 years old. In this way, the female family can not send a dowry, but can get a gift money instead. Because of their older age, these men are likely to be married after a few years. If they died of illness, they would also become widows."

Speaking of this, Yada proudly puffed up his chest again: "Originally, these widows needed to be buried with them, but the Presbyterian Council abolished this rule and cut off all their hair instead. My father was responsible for this matter .”

The confidant on the side started to cry again, and began to praise, directly comparing this incident to the mercy of the gods, and the corners of Wang Huai's mouth twitched as he watched.

This place in the Western Regions is really perverted.

When he came to the central palace, Wang Huai saw a man with a big belly come out and greeted everyone with open arms.

"Welcome, the immortals of the East! Come in, let us enjoy the wine and resolve the previous unhappiness."

Looking at the other party, Wang Huai instinctively felt the danger, and felt that the other party was not a good person.

"Who is he?" Wang Huai asked in a low voice.

"One of the elders, Bazaar."

　Another 6 minutes late, damn it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)