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Chapter 439 Pine Nut Oil

Xie Zhao suddenly used the Hanyong dialect of the Northern Dynasties and frightened the little girl with a smile and said:

". It seems that this girl is dead. Otherwise, we can take more trouble and bury her on the spot. It would be considered a good deed."

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the little girl on the ground opened her eyes suddenly the next second.

There was a hint of panic in her red eyes, but she pretended to be calm.

He was obviously angry and scared, but his eyes were still cold, glaring at Xie Zhao with a strong but dry look.

The little girl's face was covered with dirt and grass clippings, making her look dirty, and her true face could hardly be seen.

But the towering nose bones and the narrow red phoenix eye shape undoubtedly do not indicate that she is an authentic Northern Dynasty human.

Those eyes were blue, very clear and blue, like a frightened little animal, alert and cute.

"Huh? Are you really awake?"

Feng Yanxi smiled when he saw it and asked:
"Little girl, can you understand what we are saying?"

Their previous conversations were all in Tianchen's language.

Since this little girl was pretending to be unconscious, she presumably could understand some of their conversation, so she pretended to be unconscious to secretly listen to what they were talking about and who they were.

In fact, most people on the border of the Northern Dynasties can speak some simple Chinese in the Southern Dynasties.

Because in the ten years before the war broke out, Tianchen and Hanyong had always had trade relations with each other.

Especially the frontier people in the Northern Dynasty would take advantage of the convenience of depilating their sheep in summer and sell wool to the border towns in the Southern Dynasty.

Although there have been occasional disputes and frictions between some people in the two countries during private transactions over the years, there have been no major problems.

The Tianchen Dynasty had a vast territory and abundant resources. Although it was said that the two sides had trade, in fact, for trade, Hanyong of the Northern Dynasty relied more on Tianchen of the Southern Dynasty.

All Tianchen needs from Hanyong are cattle, sheep and furs.

If it does, that's great, but even if it doesn't, it doesn't matter.

Craftsmen growing cotton and raising silkworms were everywhere in the south, and alternatives to wool were available.

What's more, where can it be the coldest in Tianchen, Nanchao?
The prices of wool and cowhide were nothing more than dispensable items for the people of the Southern Dynasties.

That is to say, the border towns in the far north of the Southern Dynasty have a relatively cold climate, so they may be useful.

The people of the Northern Dynasties needed a large amount of grain, tea, cloth, salt, and some vegetable crops that were abundant in Tianchen of the Southern Dynasty.

Therefore, in fact, the two sides rarely fought in these years, and most people in the Northern Dynasties learned a few simple Chinese sentences.

It was just this sudden battle of northerners going south that completely disrupted the original balance between Tianchen and Hanyong.

The little girl sat up suddenly, hummed softly, straightened her skirt gently, and spoke in exceptionally fluent Chinese.

She glanced at Xie Zhao, who was looking at her thoughtfully, raised her chin slightly, and said:
"That's natural. Our slaves in the Northern Dynasties all speak a little bit of Chinese."

Xie Zhao burst into laughter and then said calmly:
"But little sister, you don't look like a slave."

The girl's eyes suddenly opened wide. Judging from her reaction, she guessed that Xie Zhao was right.

"Master, how can I see you?"

Feng Yanxi frowned and glanced at the girl again.

This girl looked like a slave from the Northern Dynasties, whether she was dressed or braided her hair, and even the scars on her palms looked like she was used to doing the work. Xie Zhao smiled slightly.

"When I took her pulse just now, her wrist was as smooth as jade and without any flaws. Although the palm of her hand was injured, it was a new scratch. It must have been caused by falling on the road.

As for the calluses on the palms of my hands, they were worn away by years of holding horse reins and riding horses. Judging from her size, the clothes and riding boots - well, they were a little too big, and they didn't fit very well, so they probably didn't belong to her. As for the bun."

Under the girl's widening gaze, Xie Zhao added jokingly with a smile:
"Although it is true that her bun is a single braid, the way it is combed is a little too nice."

"Ah? There's something wrong with combing your hair well?"

Feng Yanxi was stunned.

Xie Zhao nodded with a smile and said:

"Ordinary slaves braid their own hair, and inevitably they cannot see the back, so most of them braid their hair diagonally to the front.

But although her hair is also one braid, it is neatly combed in the middle of her head.

If she had to comb her hair by herself, it would be difficult for her to do it so neatly.

It can be seen that someone else should have combed her hair behind her. Although it was combed in a hurry, it was so neat and smelled of fruity wood. It must have been that her hair was moisturized with pine nut oil all year round. "

what?
Feng Yanxi's eyes immediately became more scrutinizing!
Sure enough, if you smell it carefully, there is indeed a strange fragrance in this girl's hair!

He looked steadily at the girl on the ground, slowly closed his fingers on the dagger at his waist, and asked in a deep voice:

"Little girl, who are you?"

Pine nut oil was used by Hanyong nobles in the Northern Dynasties for hair care.

People in the Northern Dynasties lived on horseback all year round, and riding and shooting was a normal part of their lives.

Therefore, their hair is often blown around by the howling north wind. In addition, the weather is cold and water resources are scarce, so they do not bathe frequently. Even if they braid their hair into a bun, it will inevitably become tangled and frizzy over time.

Ever since, this extremely expensive "pine nut oil" imported from Ruian, Zhongzhou, became the favorite hair moisturizing treasure of the Hanyong nobles in the Northern Dynasties.

A girl who can use pine nut oil for hair care all year round is definitely not the most humble slave girl in Hanyong!

You know, the value of a small bottle of pine nut oil is equivalent to a dozen slave girls in the North.

Therefore, even if the female slave is favored by the master, the master will never reward the female slave with such a precious item if the goods are sold together.

The Beacon Fire Guards also changed from their previous relaxed and friendly state. Each of them had very alert eyes and stared at the girl calmly, subconsciously guarding Xie Zhao.

The girl was stunned.

Immediately he stood up angrily, curled his lips and said in disbelief:

"You still have the nerve to question me? No matter who I am, at least I am a genuine Hanyong person, but you--"

She looked at everyone up and down and said disdainfully in fluent Chinese:

"A group of sheep in wolf's clothing, do you really think you are wolves? Even if you put on the clothes of us Hanyong people, you still look nondescript!
I haven't asked you yet who are these 'two-legged sheep'? What is the purpose of sneaking up in our Hanyong territory? "

The Hanyong people of the Northern Dynasties admired the wolf nature and despised the weak sheep the most.

They feel that horses are companions and cattle can be cultivated and are also part of the tribe - only sheep are worthy of being eaten by humans, or skinned and made into coats to keep them warm.

Therefore, many years ago, during the hundreds of years when the Southern Dynasty was weak and outmatched by the Northern Dynasty, faced with the pressure of Fuji City in the Kunling Snow Mountain "Sword Immortal Tomb", and without the support of top experts, many people in the Northern Dynasty liked to scornfully The Han people in Tianchen in the south are called "Han Sheep", "Two-legged Sheep" and so on.

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