Now they work in Luo Erniang's cashmere workshop, and are responsible for teaching people to make sweaters. Many female workers in this workshop call them Master Yin, Aunt Yin is Master Yin, and Yin Lan is Master Yin.

These two Master Yin also looked like masters in front of others, but in private they were still childish in character. They acted like a coquettish and asked Luo Erniang for canned food.

Luo Erniang was happy to spoil them because her younger brother and sister were not around. Peng Er from the food shop was not easy to talk to. If Peng Er's face became tense one day, they would know that the canned food would be lost again.

"When I come back next time, I will bring you the melons from Guazhou with you." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"There are nowhere left, those two melons, and you can buy them here." Er Niang raised her hand and wiped her tears.

"Why are you going so anxiously? I still think that you will stay for at least four or five days this time." Tian Chonghu said.

"I'm going to take office. You think I'm wandering around." Luo stretched out his hand and patted Tian Chonghu's arm. The touch was hard.

"Let's go, don't delay." Luo Erniang saw that it was getting late, so she urged them to set off earlier.

"Sister, take care of me." Luo Yong said solemnly.

"Take care too." Luo Erniang said: "Just just arrived at the place, don't compete with others for anything."

The western part is not as strong as the Central Plains, and the folk customs are quite strong. Luo Erniang is doing business in Liangzhou City and has a very well-informed news. He often hears the hawkers who come to sell cashmere, and fight again, killing and injuring many people.

She was also afraid of these things just because she heard about them. This time Luo Yong was going to take office in Changle County, Guazhou, and Erniang was worried that he would encounter such a thing. Those local tyrants, no matter what the imperial officials were appointed, were not enough for them to deal with.

"Sister, don't worry so much." Luo Yong said to her with a smile: "You forgot that we were in Xipo Village from scratch, we were also managed bit by bit from scratch."

"How can Xipo Village and Guazhou be the same?" Erniang said this, and her heart was still much more at ease.

I remember that Saburo was only in his teenage years, and his younger brothers and sisters at home were so young, and his life was getting better and better. Now Saburo is older, and since he was a weak boy at that time, he has grown into a humble gentleman. This time, it is impossible for him to do this.

The cold wind is rolling, and the camel bells are melodious.

In the human society more than a thousand years later, there were cars, trains, and planes. At this moment, Luo Yong and others could only drive the animals and walk step by step in this vast land.

Too tired! The feeling of physical fatigue is getting accumulated, and the short two-day rest in Liangzhou City is still far from enough.

Luo Yong always showed a good spirit in front of Er Niang and the others. In fact, he was too tired and never wanted to leave after he arrived in Liangzhou City.

Those people might just want him to freeze and die of exhaustion in the wind and snow?

In this era, many demoted and exiled court officials and civilians died halfway through the road before they arrived...

"Let's take a break!" Qiao Junlin saw that Luo Yong could no longer eat, so he shouted to the people in front and behind the team.

"!" Luo leaned back on the snow with one side, closed his eyes, listened to his thumping heartbeat and gasping, and felt that he didn't even want to move a finger.

"Get up, don't lie here."

Qiao Junlin walked to Luo Yong's side with a few steps, reached out to hold him up, dragged him to the camel crouching on the ground, let him lean against the camel, and then took out a water bag from his arms and fed Luo Yong to drink water.

"Drink me." Luo Yong took two sips of water, barely took a breath, pulled the water bag from his waist, and stuffed it to Qiao Junlin.

Qiao Junlin thought he thought his water bag was too heavy, so he took it over and wanted to help him drink a few sips to reduce weight. As soon as he opened the lid, he smelled a strange smell, like the smell of wine, but it was more intense and clear than the ordinary wine. After drinking a sip of wine, he was so spicy that his tears were about to come out.

"Chijiu wine?" Qiao Junlin choked and asked Luo Yong.

"Who knows that Yan is a secret recipe from the ancestors? I saw that his wine is good and can drive away the cold, so I bought some." Luo Yong grinned.

"When did you buy it?" Qiao Junlin asked him.

"It was when I was in Liangzhou City." Luo Yong said casually.

"..." Qiao Junlin raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

At that time in Liangzhou City, Luo Yong either accompanied him or slept like a dead pig in his house. He still had time to go out to buy wine? He cheated on him.

At this time, everyone else surrounded him and asked Luo Yong how he was and if he could continue to leave. If he really couldn't leave, they would camp here in a while.

"It's okay, wait until the station in front to rest." Luo Yong struggled to get up, and took out several water bags from the bag carried by a camel's back, throwing them one by one to the young and strong: "This wine is strong and can drive away the cold, but don't get drunk."

Not long after, choking and coughing sounds were everywhere. Most people in this era drink wine, which is not cooked, and the degree is relatively low.

Luo used these, but they were all pure grain-made soju, and the goods were really unpaid. When he was receiving goods in the countryside, he collected them from an old man in the countryside. Luo used to drink some of them occasionally. The two large glass jars were enough for him to drink for decades. This time it seemed that he could not save them.

"Hiss!" He poured a burning knife down, his throat burned hotly. After a moment, his stomach became warmer, and a warm torch was lit inside his body, warming from head to toe.

"What kind of wine is this? Is it the chili wine that has been rumored recently?"

"But it's not like it."

"This Luo Sanlang is really amazing. He can do everything very good. No wonder he has been demoted now. The master even asked us to travel thousands of miles to escort him to Guazhou."

"In my opinion, it's for Na Luo Erniang."

"My husband has any good things to think of Na Luo Erniang."

"Now in Liangzhou City, Luo Erniang's reputation is even louder than that of our Zhao family."

"It's not up to our Zhao family to protect us."

"Don't be there, what do you know?"

“What?”

"The cashmere clothes and pants you wear on are all from her cashmere workshop. I heard that she sold them to our Zhao family for only 80% of the market price."

"You guys have just come to Liangzhou and don't understand the situation here. Don't talk nonsense in the future."

"Ruo Erniang is no longer Luo Erniang who just came to Liangzhou City."

"She is a little lady..."

"Bah, why can't you make sense?"

"It is fair for Luo Erniang to do business. Many merchants in the city respect her character. I heard that she is also associated with several nomadic peoples on the grassland. Those people directly sell cashmere to Luo Erniang's workshop, which is more money and more stable than selling it to other vendors."

"Now, who is not very eye-catching dares to touch her?"

"I heard that she also had friendship with Hu Shang in the Western Regions."

"That's because she has a relationship with Chang'an City and Lishi County, and those Hu merchants intend to make friends with her."

“…”

Luo Yi's ear tips, and at this time he sat in a place not far or near, hearing these people's words clearly.

Luo Erniang's development speed over the years has really exceeded his expectations.

"who!"

“Yuan!”

"It's a Turkic!"

While resting, several black figures suddenly appeared on the hill in front, which looked particularly conspicuous in the vast white world.

Several Zhao family members turned over the horse neatly, pulled out their swords and weapons, and stood there not far or near to Luo Yong and them.

The rest of the horses were standing around Luo Yong with weapons, and did not show any panic and fearful expression. Since they accepted the order of the head of the family and came to escort Luo Sanlang, they were mentally prepared for this situation.

"Who is coming!" asked a member of the Zhao family riding on the horse.

"Nothing is wrong, don't panic." A middle-aged man dressed in a Turkic man came across from the opposite side. He heard his accent, and he looked like an authentic Han: "I heard that Li Shi Luo Sanlang passed by this place recently. We were ordered by the Turkic Khan to welcome him and invite Luo Sanlang to come to my Turkic ranks."

"Since you know that I will pass here, you must also know that I am going to Changle County, Guazhou to take office this time, and I cannot miss the date of taking office." Luo Yong bowed.

"The Tang people were narrow-minded and excluded virtuous people. It would be better for Sanlang to go to the Turks with me. The Turks Khan had always heard of Sanlang's reputation as virtuous people and was eager to seek virtuous people. If Sanlang went to the Turks, he would definitely be promoted and held the position." The man said.

Luo Yong heard this, but was not moved at all. If he remembered correctly, by then Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, the Turks would have completely integrated into the Tang Dynasty and even promoted their titles.

"I must have had some misunderstandings. The reason why I was demoted this time was because of business affairs, state-owned legal families have family rules, and I was not dissatisfied with it, let alone going to the Turks."

There are always spies from country to country to work in detail. Faced with the situation in front of us, Luo Yong believes that we should still make a point, so as not to spread some news from there to Chang'an, and we will cause suspicion in vain.

The other party advised him a few more words, but Luo Yong still refused to agree.

The atmosphere between the two sides was a little nervous. If a fight broke out, there would inevitably be some casualties. Luo Yong, who came from the 21st century, was really hard to accept such a thing.

"What's wrong with me, Luo San, to let you Turks?" After all, the other party refused to give in and said he was a invitation, but his attitude was very tough. Gradually, Luo Yong also lost his patience. In addition, he worked so hard along the way, and he couldn't help but feel a little resentment in his heart.

"Why did Sanlang say this?" the other party bowed.

"You know I'm going to Guazhou to take office, why are you trying to block my path?" Luo Yong asked him.

Everyone is fucking like this. He was excluded by his grandsons in Chang'an City, which made him still have to suffer in the cold winter. Now even these Turks who are bullshit are not letting him go.

He only went to the Turks when his head was kicked by a donkey. There were struggles where there were people, and there was nothing the same.

After hearing about the development of the cashmere industry and the popularization of soap making methods, the Turks also benefited. Luo Yong did not expect these people to be grateful, but now, what is going on?

"Sanlang's words are so serious." The man bowed and said, "The Turkic Khan made us invite each other with great intentions. If Saburo did not want to go to the Turkic for a while, there would naturally be no reason to force it."

"Since that's the case, let your people give in." Luo Yong said in a deep voice.

"Sanlang, don't be anxious." The other party waved down the slope behind, and soon a group of soldiers carried a few Hu tables, which were filled with various wine and dishes.

"It's cold and the road is long, so please ask Saburo to use some wine and vegetables before leaving."

Luo Yong walked forward and was stopped by several Zhao's family members. He waved his hand and said that there was nothing wrong. Then he walked to the table a few steps, took the wine cup presented by the other party's hands, drank a cup of horse milk wine, and then placed the copper wine cup heavily on the table.

Poisonous wine? If these people really want to kill him, why would they have to work so much? They just use some methods that are polite but actually tough, and want him to go to the Turks obediently.

"When you drink wine, you won't need food."

Luo Yong said, "After all, this place is still in the Tang Dynasty. There is no reason to let you Turks be the host. I give this pot of turbid wine to you Khan, thanking you for your good wishes."
To be continued...