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362. meet

Apu and his friends brought sweet potatoes. Because they had been delayed in the Great Food Kingdom for too long, many of the sweet potatoes brought from the tribe were rotten due to limited storage conditions.

After leaving the Great Sericulture Kingdom, they found an uninhabited valley, germinated the remaining sweet potatoes, and planted them on the spot. They carefully avoided the crowd, protected their fields, and sometimes they also had to fight wild animals.

During the season when sweet potatoes are ripe, the tribesmen have eaten for several days, and finally brought the remaining food and left the land reluctantly.

They knew that in that small country, there was no place for them to stand. In a short time, the cannibal might also annex the there.

They did not want to become slaves to the great cannibals. Although the people who returned from the Tang Dynasty also said that the nobles of the Tang Dynasty treated them as rare beasts, it was different. After all, a country could lose several rare beasts, but no country could easily lose so many slaves.

Moreover, most of the black people in this tribe believe that although the Tang Dynasty is far away, there is Apu's master there, and he can help them.

The facts did not disappoint them. Earlier, when they just arrived at the border, they met Guo Xiaoke's team. Apu said that he was Luo Yong's disciple and brought his tribe members to surrender to the Tang Dynasty and had food to offer to Tian Khan.

The officers and soldiers did not make things difficult for them, but just escorted them all the way to Gaochang City. They were quite polite on the way and their attitude was not fierce.

Another officer and soldier kept asking Apu: "Are you really a disciple of Li Shi Luosanlang? How could Luosanlang accept a Kunlun slave as his disciple?"

When he received Apu's affirmative answer and told about his relationship with Luo Yong, the officer and soldier expressed his envy:

"I am also from Guannei Road. Earlier, Luo Sanlang and his disciples paved a cement road in our Guannei Road. The locals respect them. There is no one in the Guannei Road who doesn't know about Li Shi Luo Sanlang."

"You have been to the Western Regions in the past two years, and you may not know that several disciples of Luo Sanlang now set up a needle shop in Hedong Road. Not only do you sell needles to Luoyang, Chang'an, but even people in Jiangnan use their needles."

"Your senior brothers are all rich now. Look at you're so poor, hahahaha!"

"I don't know what the rules of your master accepts disciples. If you are poor soldiers like us, will he accept them?"

“…”

These black people had learned some Chinese with Apu and the others before. Although not every sentence could be understood at this time, they could probably feel that Apu's master was indeed a very amazing person.

This awareness made them feel much more nervous. After the funeral of the old leader, they heard that Li Shi Luosanlang's friends came to find Apu. The tribesmen all looked forward to it, wanting to know how Na Luosanlang would arrange them and what kind of life they would live in this Eastern country.

Tang Jian, Qiao Junlin and others not only met Apu this day, but also Guo Xiaoke and Qu Wentai, Qu Zhisheng, father and son.

Guo Xiaoke is now eager to make contributions, and he must have a kick in the matter of giving grain. The Qu family also wanted to use this incident to promote their prosperity in Gaochang City's Buddhism, which is unparalleled in the world, but Apu only wants to go to Changle County to find Luo Yong.

The final result of these people is as follows:

Among the sweet potatoes brought by Apu and his friends, they picked out the best ones and asked Guo Xiaoke to send them to Chang'an City to offer them to Khan Tian. The remaining bad ones would definitely rot even if they were sent to Chang'an City. So they would just stay in Gaochang to see them all. As for these Kunlun people, since they want to go to Changle County, let them go.

"Where is the sweet potato, don't you want a few sweet potatoes in Changle County?"

Tang Jian was not very satisfied with the result, and they worked together to get a hot potato in Changle County, and all the benefits were divided by these grandchildren.

"What do you want the sweet potatoes to make?" Guo Xiaoke said: "When the new grain is promoted next year, you must not be missing."

This sweet potato is really delicious. Earlier, when he got this batch of new grain, Guo Xiaoke roasted one as the Kunlun people said, and it was sweet and soft. He can't wait to ask the court for credit now.

"Doctor Tang, don't be anxious." Qu Wentai also said: "The new grain will come out next year. If Changle County cannot be divided for a while, I will ask someone to send some from Gaochang to you."

"That's right." Guo Xiaoke is now half a Gaochang person, so he naturally spoke for Gaochang: "These Gaochang people are very good at growing grain. They have all grown the golden gourds before. This time, these sweet potatoes are about to rot. They are called Gaochang's kind-hearted chanting scriptures. Maybe they can read them all. If you get 80% of your Changle County, you will be broken."

Lord Tang was so angry that he wanted to point at these two shameless noses and curse her. However, he was neither Qu Wentai nor Guo Xiaoke, who had the power of military power, and he could not compete with these two shameless ones.

Thinking about taking these Kunlun people back, I have an explanation for Luo Yong. One of the two people in front of me is used to being local emperors, and the other is simply a bandit Wowagang Village. It would be better not to mess with them, and to be the grandson for a while.

After dividing up the benefits, Guo Xiaoke, who had gained the benefits, was also quite enthusiastic and arranged for Tang Jian and others to return to Changle County from the newly-paved wooden track in Gaochang.

The wooden track from Gaochang to Dunhuang has been roughly paved, and there is only a section of road with a particularly complex terrain in the middle. It is still under construction. Tang Jian and his team can get off the middle section and walk around, and they can take wooden rail carriages at the rest of the time.

Soon, Tang Jian and Qiao Junlin, the students of Changle Academy, and Apu and his tribe members, set off from Gaochang City in a mighty manner.

While resting in the inn that night, Lord Tang asked Apu: "To be honest, you actually have some hidden yourself, right?" Apu didn't say anything, but grinned at him with his vicissitudes of old face, grinned at him with big white teeth, pretending that he couldn't understand Chinese.

Tang Jian:...Okay, I have a clear idea.

During the day, their group sat in wooden carriages and galloped on the wasteland. Apu and his tribesmen opened the car windows and looked at the large Gobi Desert outside.

Sometimes I can see a lot of grasslands. The Gobi Desert in the early fifth month of the lunar calendar is a vibrant season. The wind in early summer is pouring into the car, neither hot nor cold. Everything is so magical, and it feels like I am coming to another world...

At night, Tang Jian would take them to stay in the inn, and the inn would provide them with free food and accommodation. At first, these black people were quite wary. They didn't eat much and always liked to hide food. At night, dozens of people often crowded in the same room to rest.

Later, I got used to it and slowly let go of my guard. I was like the students of Changle Academy. I opened my stomach to eat every day, and spread my hands and feet to sleep on the kang at night.

It was so delicious and sleepy that their group soon arrived in Dunhuang. They arrived at Dunhuang at about 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Without stopping, they changed into a batch of wooden rail carriages and headed straight for Changle County.

Luo Yong had already received the news in advance at this time. He rarely changed into a white cloth robe that he would not want to wear on weekdays, and waited for Apu and the others on the platform.

White stacked cloth is actually cotton. Compared with some high-quality cotton cloth in the 21st century, the quality of this white stacked cloth is not particularly good at present, but it is expensive, even more expensive than silk.

Erniang used the best white folded cloth to make two sets of robes for Luo Yong. He was not willing to wear them on weekdays. If he wore too much cotton cloth, he would easily turn old and yellow, and would not look good.

The sky gradually darkened and soon became dark. Luo Yong was wearing a white cloth robe, standing under the torch, quietly watching the wooden track in front of him, waiting for Apu and the others to arrive.

Finally, the sound of horse hooves came from afar, followed by another sound of a vehicle driving on the wooden track. Luo Yong couldn't help feeling a slight soreness on his nose...

Apu thought his heart had long been as hard as iron stone, but at the moment he saw Luo Yong, he couldn't help but shed tears.
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