I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 5, Little Women
Yang Zhao woke up from the cold once in the middle of the night, got up in the dark, swept away the residual carbon and sparks from the fire, spread the remaining weeds over, and fell asleep again with the residual heat of the fire.

When I opened my eyes again, it was daylight.

This sleep made Yang Zhao feel like he couldn't wake up.My body is still a little weak, and my muscles are a little sore, but my head doesn't hurt anymore.

Subconsciously, he touched the phone, and finally, abruptly took out the money and looked at it.

The phone dare not move.

Looking at the ashes all over his body and head, Yang Zhao sighed, tidied up a little, went out of the house, walked to the courtyard, and gave a salute under the big ginkgo tree.

"Uncle, I'm going down the mountain now, do you have any orders?"

After waiting for a while, no one answered.

"I'm new here and I'm not familiar with the place, can you tell me which side is safe to descend from?"

Still no one spoke, and Yang Zhao was not discouraged. He wove a small straw rope from the straw that he had slept on last night, and tied the "board-book-board" sandwich with the straw rope.

Come out with a book and bid farewell to the big ginkgo tree.

"Yang Zhao said goodbye to Master Gongsun."

She walked out of the yard from the main entrance. The first thing she did was, of course, climb a tree to dig out the eggs.

But this time she walked to a higher place and found a tree with a good view.

Climb to the tree and look around, sure enough, there is a big city by the river in the direction of the main entrance of Yunyang Temple.

There are still scattered farm houses at the foot of the mountain.

Looking for the direction Yang Zhao carried the book and went down the mountain with the bird's egg in his mouth.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, Yang Zhao also found a small spring.

The spring is covered with grass curtains, which should be covered by nearby villagers to prevent leaves from falling.

Yang Zhao was extremely thirsty, so she washed her hands first, and then took a sip of water with her hands. After waiting for a while, her stomach didn't hurt, and she began to gulp water uncontrollably.

Long drought meets nectar, it is refreshing.

After drinking the water, she took out the eggs in her pocket and washed them, then ate them raw.There is no fire now, and there is no way to sterilize the eggs.

After eating and drinking enough, Yang Zhao took off his shirt and saw the ginkgo leaf sticking to his back.

He reached out and touched his short hair carefully, but luckily it wasn't there.

The big ginkgo tree in his hometown hung a leaf for him to keep him safe.

The big ginkgo tree here is hard to say.

But she doesn't dare to pick it now, it's too close.

Yang Zhao put on his shirt expressionlessly, and rubbed his hands, face and neck with the ashes on his body.

He didn't dare to delay, after confirming the direction, he avoided the village and walked towards the big city.

There were no people on the small road, but when we first reached the main road, the flow of people began to increase.

She wasn't sure if these were primates?But I did see a few with long horns.

I also met a large caravan, dragging the goods on the car with large unknown land animals, and walking in the middle.

I also saw a few frames dedicated to sitting people.

Yang Zhao followed an old couple carrying burdens from afar, listening to their quarrel.

"I told you to get up early, but you didn't listen. Let's see what time it is?"

"What do you know? This Yang Lu fruit is only delicious when it is picked when the dew is hanging on it. We are going to give it to my son's teacher and classmate. Of course, we will pick the most delicious ones."

"But it's so late, can't you still have a meal in the city at noon? How expensive is the food in the city?"

"How much does a meal cost?"

Yang Zhao listened to their pronunciation, and it was indeed different from Chinese.Miraculously, she could actually understand it.

She stroked the small porcelain bottle in her pocket, it was really valuable.

She walked to the gate of the city with the flow of people, and saw a tall gate tower in front of the gate from a distance.

The gate tower is more than 40 meters high, with carved patterns and colorful paint.

Miraculously, a curtain of water mist drifted down from the top of the gate tower, covering the entire gate tower.

Those passers-by walked through the mist.

Yang Zhaoyang stood next to him, observed carefully for a while, and found that they all entered the city through this gatehouse, and only left the city.

It reminded her of disinfectant spray.

I was watching, and suddenly found a few people flying past the top of the gatehouse!

fly over!

Yang Yun stared dumbfounded at those flying men entering the city.Can't be calm for a long time.

No wonder the gate building was built so high.

It's one thing to see a big ginkgo tree, but it's another thing to see people who can fly.

She stood there excitedly for a while, and followed the flow of people to the downstairs.

The water mist was light and faint, and there was still a little fragrance smelling, so Yang Zhao took off the ginkgo leaf on his back with the water mist, and threw it by the side of the road.

There are a few tables by the city gate, and a few men in uniforms are standing there, which means that they should be paying the city fee.

"Three copper coins, three copper coins for each person." There was a three-finger-sized metal block on the table, and the two repeated words came from the metal block.

The person sitting behind the table took the money handed over by the passerby, raised his hand and threw it into the big wooden frame behind.

When it came to Yang Zhaoshi, she could only hand over a piece of silver in her blackened hand. In this world, silver is money, right?
"Exchange the silver over there." The man stretched out his finger and pointed to the table on the right.

The silver here is also money.

Yang Zhao felt relieved, walked to the table on the right, and handed over the small piece of silver.

The person here took a big pair of scissors and cut the silver she handed over into two pieces, one big and one small, and the silver was white with no other things mixed in.

He returned the big one to Yang Zhao, threw the small one into a big wooden box, grabbed a handful of copper coins and gave them to her without counting them.

Yang Zhao put a handful of copper coins into his pocket and walked quickly into the city.

Most of the houses in this city are made of wood and stone. The shops on both sides have large doors and windows, and pointed roofs. Most of them are two or three stories high.
Near the city wall stood a row of food stalls, with tables but no chairs, and some didn't even have tables.

Near noon, there are many people who go to eat. People buy and stand there to eat.

Even Yang Zhao saw someone using chopsticks.

She was hungry, so she opened the book in her hand, carefully opened the book to search, and sure enough, she found a staple food called sheep wheat.

Transliteration is generally used when translating nouns, which has been natural since ancient times

It can be used as a substitute for flour, and the locals usually combine it with the leaves of Yanglu to make steamed cakes.

The food is delicious.

Yang Zhao bundled up the books like a sandwich and held them in his hands, avoiding people to start looking for this kind of steamed cakes on the street.

All her family property is in her pocket, and she dare not approach anyone at all.

Fortunately, there are many sellers of this kind of steamed cakes, each with three copper coins, and five copper coins for two, each as big as her palm.

She bought two, Bibi Huahua asked the boss for a bowl of water and drank it all at once, then found a corner with few people and ate the cake with her arms in her arms.

This kind of cake is not delicate and tasteless, but the leaves of Yang Lu have a strange fragrance.

Although there is no addition of salt and sugar, it tastes very delicious.

At this moment, a little woman came over with her child in her arms. She glanced at Yang Zhao, probably because she disliked the dust all over her body, and walked a few steps to the side, standing against the wall.

After a while, a tall man came over, holding a bench in one hand, and holding a few steamed cakes on a plate in the other.

When he came to the front, he put the bench beside the little woman, let her sit down, took the child with one hand, and gave the plate of cakes to the little woman.

"Where's the bench?"

"It cost three copper coins to rent from the military master at the door, please sit down for a while."

"What are you doing with that money?" The little madam said with disgust, but she still laughed.

The two of them sat around and ate.

　Please correct me if there is any mistake, thank you
　　
　
(End of this chapter)