Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 178

It was a hot summer day, so people were coming and going at Zhicheng Gate as usual.

There are horse antlers standing in front of the door, and the city gate captain wearing double armor is standing and leaning against the doorway.

He was not wearing a helmet, and although he was only wearing a military uniform, the heavy armor on his body was extremely hot and made him feel upset and irritable.

At noon, a caravan came from a distance. The city gate captain only glanced at it, then straightened up and pushed away the soldiers on duty in front of him.

He didn't recognize the banner of this unfamiliar caravan, and it wasn't from a famous family.

He knew that these caravans were most afraid of causing trouble and had more money than the poor people coming and going.

He smiled and wiped his messy beard, and grains of wheat rice fell from his beard.

"Master." From a distance, the caravan manager came up to him.

This is a very ordinary-looking man in his thirties, somewhat dark and thin, with a well-maintained beard, black and shiny.

Although he looks ordinary, he is very easy to like, and others can always find a trace of a familiar person on his face.

He traveled all over the country and had countless interactions with such officers and soldiers, and they already had a tacit understanding.

When the city gate captain saw him like this, he knew that he was an obedient person, which saved him from wasting his words to threaten him.

Just as he was thinking about it, this heavy bag of things fell into the sleeve pocket of the city gate captain in the short period of time when the two of them were politely supporting each other.

"Show me the talisman." The city gate captain weighed the weight in his sleeves, faintly heard the clatter of copper coins, and nodded secretly with satisfaction.

The caravan steward politely took out the talisman from his arms, and his behavior looked very decent. It was impossible to tell that he was so skillful in bribing others two breaths ago.

"Come from Lulong? Selling cloth?" Chengmen Wei raised his eyelids, raised his chin, and pointed at the cattle driveway: "Let me take a look."

As he spoke, he started to lift up the black tung oilcloth carried by an ox cart.

The caravan steward seemed to have known the virtues of these officials for a long time. He stood aside with a smile and folded his hands without saying a word.

"Hey, this cloth is pretty good." Chengmen Lieutenant showed surprise on his face.

It wasn't that he was pretending to be surprised just to ask for a bribe.

I saw piles of fine grass cloth piled on top of each other on the car.

Pick one at random and look at it. All the stitches are fine, smooth and smooth.

At this time, Gebu was still hand-spun by farmers one by one. Because it is handmade, there will be differences in the level of craftsmanship due to the different skills of the weavers.

The stitching of this piece of cloth is fine, and the next piece may be thicker.

It is rare to see such a large batch of high-quality Gebu.

"Your weaver's craftsmanship is really good." Chengmen Wei praised it with a smile, while reaching out and stroking one of the horses.

Such well-made, soft and breathable cloth can be used to make summer clothes, which can't be more comfortable to wear.

Seeing him like this, the caravan steward changed his expression slightly.

Even though he was ordered to do business in Lingzhi City, and was told not to focus on profits and losses, but to keep a low profile, the little city gate captain of Lingzhi turned out to be so greedy.

Traditionally, a weaver can weave up to two feet five inches of cloth in a day.

Such a delicate fabric would take more time to weave by hand.

Even the Zhinang can weave at most 25 pieces of fine kudzu cloth like this in a year without getting sick, resting, eating or drinking.

The city gate captain asked for a horse just after entering the gate. How greedy was he?

There was hesitation on the caravan manager's face, "Here, Master Jun, if there is a shortage of goods, I won't be able to explain it."

Hearing this, the city gate captain suddenly grimaced: "The quantity of your goods does not match the letter! I want to unload the truck and check it."

Speaking of checking, these greedy jackals will intentionally mess up the bundles of cloth.

I don’t know how much less it will be by then.

"You can't do that, Lord Jun." The steward looked anxious, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the guard who was about to step forward.He pulled out two horses from the ox cart that the city gate captain had touched just now, and held them in front of the city gate captain with both hands.

Seeing that he finally understood the current situation, the city gate captain showed a satisfied smile on his face. He raised his hand and stopped the guard who came forward with a spear.

Several servants were also coveting such good cloth, but when the superior officer stopped them, they had no choice but to smack their lips with regret, put away their wooden spears and retreat.

Facing the cloth held by the steward in both hands, the city gate captain did not accept it immediately. He only asked the steward to bend down like this for a long time, and then he winked at his subordinates and told him to take it.

"Thank you, Master." After his hands were empty, the caravan steward straightened up with a flattering smile on his face.

"It turned out that I saw it wrong just now." The Chengmen Lieutenant showed a very proud expression and casually threw the talisman letter back in his hand. When he saw the caravan manager taking it in a hurry, he burst into laughter.

Suddenly he saw something, he laughed and frowned: "Have you ever been in the army?"

The caravan steward followed the city gate captain's line of sight and looked at his hand.

The knuckles are thick and cracked, and the tiger's mouth is calloused.

The caravan manager chuckled and said, "As for the military master, I don't want to join the army, but I have followed the family leader on his business trip outside the Great Wall all year round, so I will naturally have to learn martial arts."

The Chengmen Lieutenant just asked. He thought about it for a while and found that there seemed to be no problem, so he cleared the matter.

"Okay, pass."

The city gate captain waved his hand, and the caravan manager hurriedly shouted to the next person dressed as a scribe to organize the caravan to move forward again.

Watching the team enter the city, the merchant manager smiled and handed over to the city gate captain before turning around and leaving with the caravan.

After turning around, the smile on his face suddenly faded, the flesh on his cheeks jumped, and he spat quietly.

"It's really nothing."

The man dressed as a scribe came up to him, then raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Ding Tou, next..."

Before he finished speaking, he was glared at.

"Ask Ding to take charge!" The person called Dingtou rubbed his palms.

The thick calluses of the two rough palms rubbed against each other and made a rustling sound, "Go back and find me some hand oil."

"Go and look at the pigeon cage, open it up, and don't hold it back to death."

Steward Ding looked at the roads to Lingzhi City and led the caravan all the way to the store that was only a wall away from the prefect's mansion.

We walked to a market building on the corner of the street.

Manager Ding raised his head and glanced at the shop in a funny way.

He never thought that one day he would be able to be a steward.

Thinking about it, he touched his beard, then put down his hand, straightened his back, and turned back into the polite steward in front of the city gate.

The city gate captain who had just obtained two bolts of fine grass cloth was in a good mood.

Then he saw another group of people coming from a distance.

He secretly thought that he was lucky and went to meet him. Before he could get closer, the team of people threw a talisman.

Seeing the seal of the Prefect's Mansion above and the other party's silent and condescending look, the Chengmen Lieutenant no longer looked as proud as before.

The ordered gatekeepers nodded and bowed and moved the horses in front of the city gate to let these silent people wearing bamboo hats pass by.

The dust raised by the horse's hooves brushed the tip of his nose, causing him to sneeze.

Watching the group of people entering the city, smelling the unique fishy smell lingering in the air.

The city gate captain spat at their backs.

"Bah, wild dog."

(I want to give myself a big mouth again! Fan myself to the sky ()σ It’s five o’clock in the morning ah ah ah ah)
(End of this chapter)