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Chapter 74 South Vietnamese? 【Four more】

"Sold new grain, bought old grain and came back to eat, just to earn that extra tael of silver?"

Ji Sibo and Ji Qiongzhi were obviously a little shocked, and then fell silent.

Ji Fushou glanced at them indifferently, "This is the life of ordinary people at the bottom. Although the Ji family has declined, you two have not let the two of you eat a grain of old food. The family and the clan members are blessings. Sibo, you are the head of the Ji family. Concubine Fang, it is your responsibility to make the clansmen live better."

Ji Sibo's original immature appearance became more resolute during the journey. This 14-year-old boy bears a heavy burden on his shoulders. He nodded, "Auntie, I will work hard."

Ji Fushou gave a soft "hmm" and walked all morning. At Xiangwu, Ji Fushou randomly found a restaurant for lunch.

Ji Fushou took Ji Sibo and Ji Qiongzhi to a table, and Su took the other three Nighthawks to a table.

Ji Fushou was ordering food when a shadow fell at the door. When he looked up, he saw a group of 29 strong men appearing.

A mistress has already stepped forward to greet the guests, "Is the guest officer a top-notch or an accommodation?"

A strong man said, "Dajian, store owner, serve us your special dishes. There must be meat and vegetables, and rice. If the rice portion is large, we can eat it in the lobby."

Behind this strong man, there is a middle-aged man dressed obviously differently from the others, with a straight face and an indescribable indistinct aura.

Ji Fushou took a look at the middle-aged man, unexpectedly, this man was very sharp, looking straight at Shang Ji Fushou.

Ji Fushou was caught, but he didn't panic, and smiled politely at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man glanced at her, then at Ji Sibo and the others, and then looked away.

At this time, Xiao Er led them to sit at other empty tables in the lobby, and asked courteously, "Do you want some wine, sir? We have excellent flower carvings in our shop."

The brawny man shook his head, "No need, we have to go on our way later, it's a waste of time to drink, just serve us tea."

Xiao Er responded and served tea quickly.

This group of people were all muscular men with bulging muscles and a bit of evil spirit. They were not easy to mess with, and the lobby suddenly became quiet.

Ji Sibo glanced at them, feeling bored, and just as Xiao Er was serving the food, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

However, Ji Fushou secretly looked at them from the corner of her eyes, and suddenly, her eyes fixed on the wrist of one of the strong men.

She was very sure that she was not mistaken, although the strong man stretched out his hand to grab the teacup, and quickly retracted his sleeves, but she still saw the pattern on his wrist.

tattoo?

Are they from the South Vietnam?

In the south of Daqi, there is a country named Nanyue, which has a longer heritage than Daqi. It existed in the previous dynasty. The customs of Nanyue and Daqi people are different. pattern, called "broken hair tattoo."

Ji Fushou glanced at the buns on their heads, they were no different from the men in Daqi.

The Nanyue language is completely different from Daqi official dialect, but when the strong man spoke to Xiao Er just now, he spoke pure Daqi dialect.

Ji Fushou hid his doubts in his heart and lowered his head to eat.

Ji Fushou and the middle-aged man finished their meal almost at the same time. After paying the bill, the middle-aged man waved his hand to let Ji Fushou and the others go first.

After leaving the inn, Ji Fushou beckoned Su to come to her side, and ordered in a low voice, "Go and see where the group of people are going just now."

Because Ji Sibo and Ji Qiongzhi were there, Ji Fushou gave Su a wink, and Su nodded knowingly.

Ji Fushou and his party continued to walk north, and after three days, Su Lai reported back.

"My lord, the group of people are heading towards the capital."

In the direction of the capital?

Ji Fushou frowned, "Did you see the tattoos on their bodies?"

Su shook his head, "The sleeves they wear are too narrow to be seen easily, and their pedestrians are too vigilant. Even if they are staying, they cover the entire yard of the inn, and there are people secretly guarding them at night."

Someone secretly defending at night?

Ji Fushou smiled playfully, "It is said that merchants are merchants, and merchants will let guards guard at night? It seems that their leader has an unusual identity, otherwise the guards would not be so nervous. How are their guards?"

From the moment he saw them, Ji Fushou smelled a familiar smell.

Once the same smell.

The evil spirit on the group of strong men was faintly bloody.

This is a kind of breath that is contaminated by killing enemies on the battlefield.

It was because of this breath that Ji Fushou asked Nighthawk to follow them.

"When it comes to assassination, they are not our opponents, but they protect each other during their actions. Looking at them, they seem to know how to form a defensive counterattack."

In the last sentence, Su's tone was hesitant. Nighthawk didn't know anything about military affairs, so he could only faintly see that their actions were a whole. If one person moved, the others would follow suit, just like forming an formation on the battlefield.

Will it end?Ji Fushou's eyes became more interested, "Have you ever heard them speak?"

Su nodded, "I have heard that several people, including the leader whom the Lord asked us to pay close attention to, are fluent in Mandarin."

Ji Fushou drooped his eyes and frowned, and thought for a while before saying, "This group of people don't need to worry about them, whether it's what I guess or not, it has nothing to do with us."

Regardless of whether these people are dignitaries from South Vietnam or not, if 29 people dare to enter the territory of Daqi alone, there must be something important. Even if they want to do something that is not good for Daqi, Ji's current strength can't stop it, so it's better to leave it to the royal family Go worry about it.

……

The more Ji Fushou and the others walked northwest, they saw a completely different scenery from the south. The south was prosperous and luxurious, while the northwest was desolate and sparse. Even the population was not as prosperous as the south.

Ji Fushou still took them to visit the fields. Ji Sibo looked at the empty fields and scratched his head in puzzlement, "Why don't the common people in the north grow some vegetables in the fields? It's not good for these fields to be empty."

There happened to be an old farmer pulling out weeds in the field. Hearing this, he looked up at Ji Sibo cheerfully, "Isn't the young man from the north? Our land is not empty. There are wheat seeds planted in the field."

Ji Sibo blushed, but he was thick-skinned. When he heard the old farmer talking to him, he simply squatted on the ridge of the field and chatted with the old farmer, "Old man, is wheat planted in the field? It's September now, and I think other places They grow some cabbage and leeks for their own food."

The old farmer saw that he was very gentle, and there were two other young girls who were friendly, so he chatted with them, "We grow winter wheat here, and we sow it around late September every year, and we will have a good harvest in May and June next year. In this field, the seeds are actually placed, and after a few more days, seedlings will grow.

After the harvest, we will plant some peanuts and beans. As for the cabbage you mentioned, little boy, we just open a three-point plot in our own yard to plant them. "

(End of this chapter)