in the edge

Chapter 297
The local customs and customs are simpler than Du Chengfeng expected.

When Du Chengfeng led the hundreds of bandits towards the rammed earth city wall, the guards at the top of the city naturally shot arrows at them, but Du Chengfeng was a pacifist, and he also understood that his current posture looked like He wanted to break in and wash out the earthen city. Fortunately, after he received twelve arrows with his bare hands, the guard at the top of the city finally decided to have a friendly chat with him.

So he expressed his purpose of coming and explained the fact that these bandits were willing to change their ways. He only hoped that the people in the city could give these bandits a chance to work in exchange for food.

So, even though he had repeatedly stated that he was just passing by and doing some good deeds, he still harvested more than a dozen bags of barley, several bags of dried meat made from unknown animals, more than a dozen skin bags of water and light wine, and a few more. There is a chest of gold.

"Hey, what a great place."

Looking at the pile of food in front of him, Du Chengfeng deeply felt the peace and tranquility of this place.

"The people here are too generous. I just sent some bandits to undergo labor reform. Are you so polite? I also gave gold... huh?"

After taking a gold bar from the small box and shaking it, Du Chengfeng's expression suddenly changed.

"How dare you use fake money to deceive me with such weight! These beasts..."

"No, they didn't lie to you."

Seeing that Du Chengfeng was about to go back with his things to find trouble, Wu Zhao, the swordsman, sighed and stopped Du Chengfeng.

"This thing can indeed be called gold, but according to your understanding, it should be called bronze... Don't look at me like that. In this environment, bronze is more useful than gold."

"How can bronze be more useful than gold?"

Du Chengfeng's first reaction was that Wu Zhao was talking nonsense, but immediately, he slapped his head.

It is true that his thinking is inertia and he instinctively thinks that gold is a precious currency. But the problem is that he thinks this way, which does not mean that the locals think this way - just like Wu Zhao said, bronze is indeed more valuable than gold. Useful, at least the swords and axes made of bronze can really kill people.

"Gold only looks good at most, and because of its soft texture, it is relatively easy to process when used as a decoration. However, when it is mixed with bronze, it can be used in too many places. After it is melted again, it can You can use it to make tools or weapons, and if you have enough materials, you can even make a suit of armor."

Dalang Wu Zhao also began to introduce to Du Chengfeng the customs and customs of the Bronze Age.

"So, they are lying to you by giving you gold. That thing is not that easy to sell. On the contrary, this box of bronze is the hard currency. According to your later understanding, it can be spent as money."

"Ah this..."

Du Chengfeng was speechless.

This is the real customs and the real difference between the two environments.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng truly realized that he did not simply go from one place to another, but truly came from one world to another.

Strangely enough, he didn't feel this way when he first went to Yangjiapu. At that time, he integrated into the local area almost very quickly, just like a drop of water integrated into the sea. It only took a while for him to integrate into the local area. He found a job in Yangjiabao. It only took him a few days to earn a stable income. After that, it only took him two or three months to settle down and live there permanently. .

But now...

Can't get in.

It's not like he hasn't tried to get close to those guards with barbarian looks, but although they were respectful to him, there was always a trace of undisguised wariness in their eyes - in this case, it was naturally not easy for him to stay here any longer. of.

"So, it might be a bit difficult for us to go back."

After hearing Du Chengfeng's sigh, Dalang Wu Zhao also sighed.

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but turn his head.

"Do you have a solution?"

"It's just a stupid idea." Dalang Wu Zhao shook his head.

As for this stupid method, it's actually not complicated at all. The basic idea is that you can go back the same way you came here - now they have walking sticks and have not forgotten the process. If there is something missing, it is missing. That "Taoyuan Township".

"In that place imagined by everyone, the power of the ghosts in the heart can be strengthened. The reason why we can't go back is because this necessary environment is missing."

Swordsman Wu Zhao roughly explained the current situation.

"So if we want to go back, we just need to recreate this environment and recreate a place that everyone fantasizes about, and then we can go back."

"This……"

Du Chengfeng fell into silence.

Speaking of which, it doesn't seem difficult. After all, if Tao Wuliu, an ordinary person, could do something, how could powerful warriors like them not be able to do it?

Really can't do it.

Where everyone fantasizes, how many people does this crowd refer to?Ten thousand?Twenty thousand?Thirty-five thousand?Hundreds of thousands?There is no accurate number, God knows what kind of workload this will be - of course, if it is just a matter of numbers, it is actually within the acceptable range, but the most important thing now is that the people here reject them.

They feel that the people here are aliens, and the people here also feel that they have alien faces. These locals are wary of them and may not believe what they say. How can they make them do what Tao Wuliu did first? Like that, how about telling a fantasy by telling a story?
Although Du Chengfeng and Wu Zhao both suffer from cultural disadvantages and are not very good at telling stories, they are both proficient in the Yin people's rituals. No matter how bad they are, they can still make people believe that it is true - -However, the prerequisite for all this is that people are willing to listen to them.

The locals don't even want to listen, so what can they do?

"There is still a way, it just depends on whether you are willing to do it or not."

Saying this, the three Wu Zhao looked at Du Chengfeng together.

That subtle look made Du Chengfeng's whole body tingle.

"What are you going to do? Are you trying to bring out something weird?"

"That's not the case, that's not the case."

The three Wu Zhao looked up and down at Du Chengfeng, who was tall, even too tall, and even began to nod their heads.

"I don't care, but you do want to go back, right?"

"That's for sure. There's still meat stewing on my stove."

Of course Du Chengfeng nodded.

"So what are you going to do? Let's make it clear first, I won't do anything weird."

"That's not the case. It might be a good thing for you too."

Dalang Wu Zhao thought for a while and then spoke.

"Are you interested in experiencing the feeling of being a god?"

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