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He Meng immediately became angry when he heard these words:

"Abru, what did you do!"

"Tell you to put it away!"

Abreu looked confused: "I collected it very well?"

Lin Xuan: "I have a better sense of smell. I can smell the smell, which should not be visible through normal inspections."

He Meng: "Oh, our guns are legal and we are not afraid of inspection."

"Legal?" Lin Xuan was confused. Is this thing legal?

He Meng: "That's right. The Mongolian area is very narrow and long. Not far away is Outer Mongolia."

"Moreover, there are many grasslands in the Mongolian area, and there is no need to walk on the road to pass through, so smuggling is inevitable. Bandits often intend to cross the border and approach Hohhot."

"We are usually the external security guards of Fengxiang Jewelry."

"Specialized in delivering valuable jewelry."

Lin Xuan understood.

This gun was used to escort gold.

Because this place is a border province, it does not strictly follow the strict orders of other provinces to store and transport firearms.

It can be regarded as opening the door for security personnel.

So He Meng and Abreu actually held gun licenses for a relatively long time.

He Meng: "Lin Xuan, please keep the gun matter a secret for us. Otherwise, if you tell us, no security personnel in Hohhot will be allowed to carry guns."

"When we get to the uninhabited land in the wild, I can lend it to you for fun."

Lin Xuan smiled: "No problem."

"We're here!" He Meng: "Let's load up the goods. Lin Xuan, you can stroll around nearby. Don't go too far. We have to leave soon, otherwise we won't be able to reach the planned camping site at night."

Lin Xuan opened the passenger door, got out of the car and took a look.

Hohhot is Hohhot. Although it is in Mongolia, it is still a big city.

It is not much different from other big cities in the country.

If there is any difference, it is that many shops in the market have Mongolian signs.

It seems that if you want to find good things, you have to look where you go. This market doesn’t have much to see.

After walking for a while, Lin Xuan saw a silversmith.

Silversmith creating jewelry.

This kind of silversmith who helps people process and charges processing fees is very common everywhere.

In his showcase, Lin Xuan discovered something six hundred years old.

"How much is it?"

The silversmith raised his head and glanced: "Oh, this is sixty-five thousand."

Logically speaking, 65,000 yuan for this thumb ring is too expensive.

Normally it's a few hundred yuan at most.

But this is an antique, which means that the silversmith himself knows the origin of this thing.

Lin Xuan: "What is this?"

The silversmith laughed happily: "A general in the Ming Dynasty used a thumb ring for archery. I saw that there was no nail. It was mixed with brass and could be used to hang cowhide. It became a finger buckle for archery."

Silversmith: "I told them this thing was an antique, but they didn't believe it."

Lin Xuan: "I believe it. I want 65,000."

This thing, an auxiliary tool used by generals in the Ming Dynasty for archery, had been bought in a place like Yanjing Haicheng.

The price starts at least 200,000 yuan.

The silversmith was just joking about it, but he didn't expect Lin Xuan to really want to buy it, and he was a little reluctant to part with it.

Lin Xuan: "Brother, if you're happy, I'll give you sixty-eight thousand for good luck."

The silversmith took out a box with three exquisite cowhide buckles inside:

"Then I'll give it to you together. I originally kept it for myself."

After buying this thing, it was considered a worthwhile trip, so Lin Xuan went back directly.

When they got to the car, He Meng and Abreu had just finished collecting the goods.

Lin Xuan: "He Meng, is there anyone selling bows and arrows here? Buy a few for fun on the road."

He Meng: "Buying bows and arrows in Hohhot?"

"Forget it, when we leave Hohhot, every household has a bow and arrow, so you can buy whatever you want."

Lin Xuan thought about it and was right: "Let's go then."

Back at the yurt hotel where they had eaten, He Meng and Abreu moved quickly and put all the things they had purchased in the car ready for a self-driving trip.

One is a Mengshi modified, and the other is a Mercedes-Benz Nomadison.

Lin Xuan entered the tent and saw a lot of food on the table.

"You guys are really bad at fighting." He picked up a lamb rib and started eating it.

Zhuang Tong: "Brother Lin, you have eaten too much."

Lin Xuan: "What time do you think we can have dinner tonight?"

Zhuang Tong: "If I don't eat tonight, I won't be able to eat anymore."

Ren Xiaoxiao and Wang Ruoya couldn't eat anymore.

"I really want to sleep."

Wang Ruoya stretched herself: "It feels so good to eat."

"If the mutton is flown to Haicheng, the same method will not produce the same taste."

Lin Xuan: "Your wish is about to come true. I asked He Meng, and he said he would rush to the first campsite tonight."

"There's not much time on the road."

Zhuang Tong was stunned for a moment: "Are you in such a hurry? Are you leaving today?"

Wang Ruoya: "Yes, the Naadam Conference is being held in Mongolia now. We have to travel hundreds of kilometers to Bayannur."

"If you take the expressway, you can get there in four or five hours."

"But we have to drive across the grassland, which will take several days. Including the booked place to collect wind, it will take at least seven days."

"It's too late. The Naadam Festival is over."

Zhuang Tong screamed: "Wait a minute! I'm going to sell some Happy Water potato chips or something. I can't buy anything in the wild along the way. I have to buy some drinks and snacks."

Ren Xiaoxiao: "I'm going to buy something...what..."

Lin Xuan was happy. He Meng and the others would definitely not be prepared for this kind of thing.

As soon as Zhuang Tong went out, Lin Xuan heard Zhuang Tong: "Brother Meng, lend me your van and I'll take her to buy something.".

He Meng asked: "Can you drive a manual transmission?"

"Young guys like you all drive automatic transmissions, right?"

Zhuang Tong: "Let's go. Many classic sports cars have manual transmissions."

He Meng was probably speechless by Zhuang Tong when he heard the sound of taking out the keys.

Lin Xuan happily took out the box and handed it to Wang Ruoya to see.

Wang Ruoya took the box and opened it doubtfully:

"Is this the engagement ring you gave me?"

Lin Xuan: "Come back."

Wang Ruoya held the box and ducked to the other side: "I was just kidding, let me take a look."

"This is the standard silverware of the Ming Dynasty!"

"But it's more difficult to build, there are few people using it, and there are few that survive."

In the decades before the founding of the Ming Dynasty, it was invincible in the world.

Later, the military household system was broken down, and combat effectiveness plummeted.

Weapons, especially ordnance tools used by general-level figures, are becoming increasingly rare.

Wang Ruoya looked at it for a while: "Hey, it's from the Yongle period, six hundred years old. It's a good thing."

"I haven't seen the real thing yet, let me study it for two days."

A finger ring is, after all, a kind of jewelry.

And it is a rare male jewelry.

Lin Xuan knew that Wang Ruoya would be interested in this thing, so he bought it.

Ten minutes later, Zhuang Tong drove back.

After a few people tidied up, Wang Ruoya went next door to say goodbye to a group of frightened elite executives, and then set off.

Officially launched, self-driving tour in Mongolia area.