Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain Chapter 351

 As soon as you enter the city.

Chen Yulou and the others went straight to look for Lao Qinlou from last time.

And they had such a large formation, with hundreds of people towering, and the team stretched for three to five miles in front and back. As soon as they passed Qiangwu Ridge, there was a reaction from the ancient city.

Kunmo City belongs to Eastern Xinjiang in name only.

 But in the Western Region, there is no distinction between east and west, only north and south.

 According to the geographical classification, it is considered as Northern Xinjiang.

 As for northern Xinjiang, there have been many sand bandits since ancient times.

The ancient cities along the way are even better. Although in today's troubled times, the military equipment has long been depleted, there are still soldiers stationed there, and the high walls and gates make it difficult to come and go freely.

 But those scattered villages are not so comfortable.

 As the old saying goes, thieves are like a comb and soldiers are like a grate.

Those demon kings rode by and killed people without batting an eyelid.

 So, even if Kunmo City is not big and there is only one garrison in the city, in an environment like Northern Xinjiang, even if you have nothing to do, you still have to be vigilant.

 Saw the team heading straight for the ancient city.

 A period of time.

 There were fire whistles at the city gate.

 Dozens of people were called to defend the city.

fine…

 In the end it was a false alarm.

 Checked the route guide for the team.

Coupled with the passing money that Huamaguai had prepared early, the originally angry garrison officer almost grinned from the corner of his mouth to the back of his ears.

 Then he took a group of people with him.

 Send them into the city personally.

Hamaguai has long been accustomed to this.

 From south to north, money opens the way.

 It is not just a matter of simple words that money can make the world go round.

 The situation at the city gate.

The news soon spread to everyone's ears.

  The common people are not exploited or exploited. They are just lambs to be slaughtered and fish on the chopping board.

　　It is not an exaggeration to say that they maintained the garrison in the city.

 After all, lives are at stake.

 Spend some money to buy peace of mind.

　　Until the house slaves brought back the news that nothing had happened, the group of people felt relieved and continued to close the door and spend their days drinking and having fun.

 But the same news.

It is a different story when it comes to the ears of merchants who open inns and restaurants.

 This is the God of Wealth.

Hundreds of people, eating, drinking, sleeping, clothing, food, housing and transportation, which of these things is not money?

 If you can eat this.

 Ding's daily life is busy for several months or even a year.

It's just that when Chen Yulou returned to his old place, he only wanted to go to Lao Qinlou and taste authentic northern Shaanxi cuisine, preferably with a few jars of millet wine.

 In the past, he had no interest in rice wine.

 But after I tasted the authentic Mizi wine here last time, more than a month has passed and I still miss it.

 Waiting for a group of people to cross the city and pass through the alleys.

 From a distance, I saw a group of guys waiting outside Lao Qin Building.

The person wearing a long robe with a smile on his face, who else could it be if it weren't Shopkeeper Wu?

Seeing them, Shopkeeper Wu came up to them with a smile, "It's really Shopkeeper Chen. I just heard from the people below, Old Wu, I still can't believe it."

 “Hello, shopkeeper Wu.”

“Chen has been thinking about your family for a long time.”

Chen Yulou smiled.

 It is unthinkable for a Han Chinese to do such a business thousands of miles away in the Western Regions, in a place he is not familiar with, without any means.

 You can see it from how you treat others.

 “Don't worry, shopkeeper Chen, the private room upstairs has been prepared, and the food will be served as soon as you arrive.”

Shopkeeper Wu welcomed the group into the building with a smile.

"good."

 “It's rare that shopkeeper Wu still remembers Chen's preferences.”

 Enter the arranged private room.

 Just sat down according to order.

 Soon, all kinds of meals were delivered to the table like water.

Chen Yulou took a casual look and found that they were all the dishes they had praised so much last time.

 Even if it is a big customer.

 But after such a long time, I can still remember clearly what I said casually that day.

 It is not entirely unreasonable to be able to establish a foothold here.

“Shopkeeper Wu, please don't stand still.”

 “No, no, shopkeeper Chen, you have a good meal.”

Keeping an eye on all the dishes, after all the dishes were served, shopkeeper Wu brought another bottle of wine, toasted to everyone present, and then left with a smile.

 He is in the business of welcoming and delivering people.

 A pair of eyes that are sharper than anyone else's.

How can you not see that the shopkeeper Chen in front of you is definitely not an ordinary person, especially the temperament in him that cannot be cultivated unless he has been in a high position for a long time.

 And a team of hundreds of people.

 Be able to sit at the same table with him and eat.

 The rest of the people must not be small people either.

Toast a glass of wine, say a few nice words, and then leave space for them to eat and drink quietly. If they need anything, just say hello and he will open the door and come in.

 This is the way to treat big customers.

 Do a good job in every detail.

 Make guests feel comfortable in every aspect.

Even if you only do this one business trip, making personal connections and making connections will provide you with a way out in the future.

 Downstairs.

The guys are also coming in one after another.

The entire Lao Qin Building was brightly lit and the seats were packed. There were so many people that shopkeeper Wu could only temporarily sell the restaurant next door.

 That is to say, he is usually a good person.

 Otherwise, we would definitely not be able to cope with today's situation.

 Purchasing guys were sent out in a hurry.

Nearly all the master chefs in the city who can cook Hunan and Sichuan cuisine were invited by him at short notice.

 At this moment.

Shopkeeper Wu stood on the stairs, looking at the lively scene. He was not too excited, but only felt indescribably tired.

 Just less than half an hour before and after.

 Do it this far.

　　　It is not his boast, there is no second person in Kunmo City.

 The other side.

 Almost as busy as him is Pat.

At the moment, the night is covering and the sky is dark, but he has no intention of stopping at all. He is taking the Huamagua, picking up the bills, and leading the camel, handing over from family to family.

 A total of one hundred and thirty-five camels.

 There were three of them on the road.

 The other seven suffered injuries of varying severity.

He has to explain all these clearly to each company, how to determine the damage and how to compensate?

 It seems like a trivial matter, but it is the most troublesome.

 Fortunately, this young man named Hua is indeed generous and generous, which saves a lot of wrangling.

But even so.

 There were about a hundred camels, and he ran for two or three hours.

 Hand so on, leave from the last house.

Looked up and looked outside. Kunmo City was almost silent. Every house was closed and the entire ancient city had fallen into silence.

"flower…"

 “Old man, just call me kidnapper.”

Seeing him speak, Huamaguai said quickly.

“Um, thank you for accompanying me all the way. Old man, I'm going to the master's house too.”

Pat licked his lips, but in the end he didn't dare to call out the word "kicker". He just wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was obviously the twelfth month of winter, but he was sweating all over.

However, Pat didn't care.

Even thinking about what will happen next, a pair of cloudy eyes are full of bright colors.

"good."

Huamaguai also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

 Finally finished this matter.

Rather than delaying it until tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, which will delay the next trip.

Now he could hear the unconcealed excitement in Pat's tone. He thought for a moment and then immediately reacted, "Congratulations, old man, for being free."

“Would you like me to accompany you?”

"No... no need. It's not a big deal just to take out the deed of betrayal. You've been running around all day, so you'd better go back and rest early."

Pat waved his hands repeatedly.

　　It may be a small matter, but for him, he has been waiting for this day for more than fifty years.

How many more fifty years are there in life?

Especially people like him, who have been destined to work as cows and horses for the master since they were born. Their fate is even worse than that of cows and horses.

 After all, a cow or a horse is worth two bags of salt at least.

 And these people.

 It is the gravel on the ground, the snowflakes on the mountains, and the weeds in the soil.

 Even if he was beaten to death by his master, no one would say a word. Even he himself did not expect that when he was old and buried up to his neck in loess, he would still have such an opportunity.

 Deed of sale.

Just get it.

 You will be free by yourself.

Even if there is a high probability that we will still be at the bottom of the market in the future, at least there is hope, right?

Future generations will no longer have to be like him and be born into slaves.

 But to be able to behave in an upright and upright manner.

What does it matter if life is hard and tiring?

Rejecting Huamaguai's company, Pat clutched the account book, a bag of money, and the last seventeen camels, and rushed all the way to the city.

　　　Obviously extremely tired.

 Having soreness and backache all over.

 But Pat walked faster and faster, feeling the wind under his feet, and his whole body felt indescribably light and comfortable.

 Half an hour's journey.

 The journey was completed in less than five minutes.

Walking outside the Tulou courtyard, Pat carefully knocked on the door a few times. As usual, even though the gatekeeper opened the door with an impatient expression and let him in, he still smiled apologetically.

 Drive the camels into the backyard, feed them with fodder, and fill the water trough with water.

 Watching a few old guys eat their fill.

 He then washed his hands, took the account book, and went to the courtyard of the master's house.

Unsurprisingly, I encountered difficulties several times along the way.

The master's family has a strict hierarchy, and slaves like him are at the bottom. They are often bullied and humiliated, and they are not even qualified to enter the building where the master lives.

 Waiting for him to explain seriously, he secretly slipped another silver coin into his hand.

 That was his savings from frugality.

However, this trick is really effective. The housekeeper who originally said that the master's family had taken a break and asked him to come back tomorrow immediately changed his words and went all the way upstairs.

 Push the door open and go in.

 Not long.

His figure appeared in the attic corridor again, waving to Pat below.

Seeing this, Pat didn't dare to delay. He kept his steps as low as possible and hurried upstairs.

 By opening a corner door.

 He glanced quickly out of the corner of his eye.

There are expensive hand-woven carpets all over the floor, glass cups passed down from Central Asian countries, and lanterns lit on the table. The surroundings are brightly lit, and the smell of wine mixed with spices hits your face.

 It seems that even the air is filled with a sense of luxury.

On a fine snow leopard skin lounge chair.

A man in his forties was half leaning back, holding a wine glass in his hand, and several girls were dancing around him, laughing and dancing.

Pat didn't dare to look at it at all.

Just bent down and walked quickly inside.

His head was hanging to the ground, and when he got close, he knelt on the ground with a thud.

 Taking a few deep breaths, he explained the whole story clearly.

The man finally had a serious expression on his face and waved his hand. A girl immediately stepped forward and took the account book and money bag from his hand.

 “Things went well.”

Hand in hand, the man shook the bag, weighed the numbers, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

 You can get so much money in just one trip.

The more the better for him in this kind of business.

 A rare compliment to Pat.

 He quickly stated his request carefully.

 Just as soon as he finished speaking, the whole room suddenly became silent.

　　The steward who was following behind him suddenly raised his head, with a look of astonishment on his face.

 Free agency? !

How many years he has been in his master's house, but he has never seen anyone really escape from slavery, and even he himself does not dare to hope.

This old guy is really crazy.

Having traveled to the Western Regions, I dared to make such a request to my master. I was not afraid that the master would be angry and drag him directly to the backyard to kill and feed the dog.

The Tibetan mastiffs kept in captivity by the owner.

 It is extremely fierce.

 Eating people is nothing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneer on his face, as if he had already seen the scene of his master's thunderous rage.

 What a pity.

 I should have known that this old guy was seeking death.

Just upstairs, I should have more points towards him.

 After living for decades, I still have some savings.

The sudden silence made Pat feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Even the dancing girls noticed something was wrong and shut up one after another, not daring to speak.

“Oh, I remember, I did mention it at that time.”

  Fortunately.

 The man thought for a while and finally remembered this.

  “Yes, yes, yes.”

 Hear this.

Pat finally dared to take a breath and nodded repeatedly.

 “The Japanese master is in a good mood today.”

 “Kurban, go and make a trip and ask someone to fetch him the deed of betrayal.”

 The man glanced at the butler standing at the door and gave instructions casually.

to be honest.

 His family has been in Kunmo City for generations.

There are dozens or dozens of servants like Pat in his family, if not a hundred.

 It doesn't matter if there is one more or one less.

　　However, when these words fell into the steward's ears, he was stunned.

Even after beating him to death, he didn't expect that his master would actually agree.

 Things he could only dream of.

 It was really made by this old thing.

 “Are you deaf?”

“Didn't you even hear my instructions?”

Seeing him standing motionless, the man frowned and shouted coldly.

The housekeeper was scared to death. He didn't dare to think wildly. He hurried downstairs and ran all the way to the warehouse. After searching for a while, he found Pat's deed of sale from the pile of boxes.

 Then hurried back upstairs as quickly as possible.

 “Well, good, I wrote your name.”

The man looked down to confirm that it was correct, and then threw the piece of paper to Pat.

"Okay, the deed of sale is returned. From today on, you are free. Whether you go or stay is up to you."

 “Yes, thank you sir.”

Hold back the excitement in my heart.

But his hands didn't obey his orders at all.

 Picked up the paper carefully and held it in his hands, his hands trembling.

Looking at the densely packed characters on it, Pat didn't recognize it. It wasn't until he found his name that he felt relieved and kowtowed repeatedly.

 Until departure.

 Walked downstairs.

Pat still had an unreal feeling like a dream.

 “Congratulations…Pat.”

 See this scene.

The butler congratulated with a smile on his face.

However, the gnashing of teeth and the strong jealousy on his face that almost flowed out could not be suppressed no matter how hard he tried.

An old guy who usually gets beaten and scolded by himself is now about to become a white man, and he is qualified to marry a wife, have children, and buy land.

 How could he not be jealous?

 “Hahaha, we are all happy together.”

"Lord Kurban...oh, no, from today on, I am no longer a slave. You should work harder and strive to be like me."

 Turn a blind eye to his expression.

Pat said with a grin.

Then, in the eyes of Kurban who wanted to kill someone, he clasped his hands behind his back, waved the deed of betrayal in his hand, and walked out with a smile on his face.

　　The waist has been bent for a lifetime, the spine has been bent for a lifetime.

 At this moment.

 It seems to have straightened up.

 The invisible shackles on his body were broken one by one.

 Put away the deed of sale.

Pat returned to his residence and picked up the package. His years of savings and a few rags were all his belongings.

 But he didn't feel pitiful at all, instead he was extremely happy.

 I did not forget to say goodbye to the old guys I fed.

Then he left without looking back.

Until he walked out of the door, the feeling of depression suddenly disappeared. He only felt unrestrained, and the world seemed to be wider, without the darkness of the past.

The streets are deserted.

The cold wind blows from the Tianshan Mountains.

Pat sat down on the ground and took a few deep breaths. He seemed to be aware of something and couldn't help but grinned and laughed until tears rolled down his face.

 “This is freedom.”

 “The air is sweet.” (End of chapter)

Chapter end