The follower nodded, then took out the wooden slip and ink pen and squeezed forward.

Although I don’t know if it’s useful, Yang Jun is still going to write down all these and write a book on Fei Qian…

Even if he could only disgust Fei Qian, he could have some of the anger that Yang Jun was imprisoned back then.

Yang Jun didn't want to stand with those ordinary people, and felt that he was losing his position.

So he asked the servants to record, and then he walked along the crowd, and after a few steps, there was a small-scale market where various groceries were sold, all used by ordinary people.

Yang Jun came to a Danlang, and there were salted fish on the stall.

To be precise, they are all broken fish pieces, fish heads and tails.

Yang Jun slightly closed his sleeves, picked up the salted fish and smelled it. A strong salty smell hit his nose. He asked Danlang: "I'll ask, how do you sell this dried fish? Where did it come from?"

The peddler looked up at Yang Jun, "This old man, you... are all broken fish... there are no good ones, you have to go to the city to have good ones..."

Yang Jun smiled, "Of course I want to buy it before asking you, don't worry, I will buy a few kilograms later."

The Danlang stood up with a smile, "This old man has a good attitude. Although they are all broken, the fish and salt they use do not contain lakes! The old man might as well try it!"

Yang Jun shook his eyebrows, then put down the fish head. Mama skin. What is the best thing to taste for salted fish head? Is it a kiss to the salted fish?

Yang Jun asked, "I saw that you use salt well, the salt is expensive, isn't it a waste to use it to pickle fish?"

The peddler said without any attention: "The old man doesn't know that this salt does not come from Shandong, nor does it come from Sichuan. Shandong salt and Sichuan salt are expensive, but this is the Western Regions salt, from the Western Regions. It is said that there is a salt lake over there, full of salt, and it can't be pulled by carts!"

"Western Regions? Salt Lake?" Yang Jun's eyebrows shook again, "Have you been to the Western Regions?"

"Ah, it would be great if the villain could go to the Western Regions. It is said that the ground is full of gold and jade, and there is golden sand in the river!" The peddler obviously had some longing and said with a little annoyance, "I heard that those who went there in the early years made a fortune! Military pay is the same amount! Tsk tsk, hey, at that time, the villain mistakenly heard a poor person saying that the Western Regions are so terrible, and wind and sand can harm people. If you go, you will die, and then you didn't go. As a result, now...hey! I regret it!"

"Then aren't you going now?" Yang Jun asked.

"I can't go. At that time, the villain hadn't married yet, and he was single, so he went there. Now...hey, there are two boys waiting to eat, so how can I go there just by saying that I can go there?" The peddler shook his head and said, "I can only hope that the two boys at home will be more enthusiastic and learn a few more words. Even if they can't go to the Western Regions, they will be a soldier..."

"Hmm? Your man can still read words? It's amazing!" Yang Jun was a little surprised.

『Haha, just average, average...』 The peddler laughed, 『Thanks to the kindness of the General of the Cavalry, he opened a village school. Whoever wants to learn can learn for half a year with a bucket of grain! My two boys are too young and they don't accept them. I sent my eldest son. Now I can write dozens of words, which is better than me!"

When he mentioned his son, the peddler's face was filled with a happy smile.

At this moment, a warm cheer suddenly came from the stage, almost as if he was about to lift up the ground.

Yang Jun couldn't help but turn around and looked at the stage. He saw that under the rush of people, a man carrying a three-color flag was fighting with two other people in beard robes on the stage. He first fists and kicked them, then took the wooden sword and wooden gun, and then turned a few times and knocked down the two beard robes and put on a posture, which immediately caused a burst of cheers...

『Tsk…』

When Yang Jun saw that the person with the three-color flag also helped a person dressed in a costume from the stage, he took out a pancake or something from his arms for the people to eat, which attracted cheers and applause from the audience...

"Tsk... It's so shameless! Scammers, they are all liars!"

Yang Jun couldn't stand it and turned his head to curse. He thought these things must be fake. The cavalry had no force at all. He fought three times, and he was so humble and even divided the cakes. He was so fake! He was so shameless!

When he turned his head, Yang Jun was shocked!

Because he saw the peddler beside him staring at him with an angry look on his face...

"What do you want to do?" Yang Jun shrank back.

"Who are you saying shameless?! Who is the liar?!" asked the peddler.

"I didn't mean you..." Yang Jun pointed to the stage, "I said those people are liars..."

"What?!" The peddler became even more angry and grabbed Yang Jun's robe with one hand. "You dare to say that General Cavalry is a liar? Don't go! Go and meet the official with me!"

"Bold! Let go!" Yang Jun felt that he was caught by the peddler, as if he had been greatly humiliated. After struggling, he couldn't help but slap the peddler.

"Fuck!" The peddler was furious, "Do you dare to hit me?"
Chapter completed!