『Hundred-message wine…』

Ye Chuan was a little stunned.

The visitor nodded and said, "That's right, a hundred millet wine is the end of the hundred millet flowers. The end of the hundred millet flowers is the end of the hundred millet flowers. The end of the hundred millet flowers is the end of the hundred millet flowers. The end of the hundred millet flowers is the fragrance and beauty. I was drunk in Luoyang in the past, but I never thought it would be a goodbye for many years."

The visitor said, staring at Ye Chuan. One hand was placed on the counter, while the other hand was hidden under the counter.

Ye Chuan seemed to be in a daze, as if he had heard it, but he seemed not to hear it. He habitually picked up the rag, wiped it on the counter, and then turned his back to the counter, as if he wanted to wipe the wine lattice behind the counter again.

Seeing this, the person who came back repeated it again, but the tone of his speech became louder and obviously became a little stern.

Ye Chuan didn't expect that he would hear this sentence again.

This is a dedicated connector codeword.

Baimozhijiu is a mellow wine made by fine wine made by picking hundreds of flowers in the Han Dynasty. "In the late Han Ling Emperor, there was a sacred wine, and he made a thousand coins to make a few more money" refers to this kind of wine.

Now that this statement has pointed out the last emperor of Han and Luoyang, it is basically certain...

Whether in Guanzhong or Longxi, most people don’t choose to drink “Baimojiu Wine”. On the one hand, it is too expensive, and on the other hand, it doesn’t conform to local customs.

The person who came and Ye Chuan did not know each other, so he could only confirm his identity through such a code.

Equivalent to the joint.

When the visitor saw Ye Chuan not answering, he was about to raise his voice and ask for a third time. If Ye Chuan doesn't say anything, he will be ready to leave immediately.

But when the person came to raise his voice and called out to the shopkeeper Ye Chuan, several soldiers who were about to return to the team were already full and had enough food and drink, and patted the table and called the shopkeeper to pay the bill.

Ye Chuan was stunned for a moment, then responded and went forward to check out the bill.

The visitor stared at Ye Chuan with a little nervous look, his eyes fixed on his eyes, and his body was slightly forward, tilting a little, as if he was ready to run away at any time, or would burst out the next moment.

Ye Chuan did not do any extra moves, but just collected the money, then bent down to salute, sent out the soldiers, and then came back to clean up the remaining soup on the table and returned to the back of the counter.

The visitor stared at him suspiciously and was about to open his mouth and say it for the last time, but he heard Ye Chuan say hoarsely: "No need to say more."

The person who came was stunned because of the formal joint process, Ye Chuan also needed to pass the incision of the party and then answered it himself to facilitate both parties to confirm their identities.

Now this is...

Just when the visitor was feeling a little strange, he saw Ye Chuan take out a small clay pot under the wine cabinet.

"Huh..." Ye Chuan looked at the small clay pot, and was silent for a little, then placed the clay pot on the counter, "Take it... This is what you want..."

The visitor stared at the clay pot and looked up at Ye Chuan suspiciously.

Could this guy really take a small pot of clay pot and a hundred mug wine?

"Huguan Arrangement." Ye Chuan patted the clay pot, "I know everything I have written and painted... I can't go to some places, so I don't paint them..."

The visitor slowly took the clay pot.

The clay pot is lighter and obviously there is no alcohol.

The visitor opened the plug of the clay pot, then quickly followed the light to scan the items in the clay pot. Seeing that it was indeed like a paper towel, he closed the plug again, hugged the clay pot, nodded slightly, and whispered, "I am now in charge of Huguan... You and the subordinates you recruited, start from today..."

"No subordinates." Ye Chuan interrupted the visitor, "I don't want to do it for you either. If you take these things away, you don't want to come..."

The visitor's eyes turned cold, "What do you mean? Do you want to betray the emperor and betray the great man?"

"Emperor? Great Han?" Ye Chuan smiled bitterly, "What did the emperor give me? What did the great man give me again? Everything you see now is neither given to me by the emperor nor the great man... I am just an ordinary citizen now, and I don't want to get involved in you..."

The person who came sneered, "This matter... is not up to you! Think about your hometown wife! I know you may be a little confused for a while now, but it doesn't matter, just think about it carefully..."

After saying that, the person who came turned around and left, leaving only Ye Chuan sitting behind the counter in a daze...

…(⊙⊙)…

The chaotic killing outside Huguan is of course not just for the sake of killing.

Instead, it was to protect Yuan Yuan and others from entering Huguan.

If Yuan Yuan wants to get into Huguan, the first condition is to find someone who looks a little similar to his body, and the second is to get the person's household registration certificate.

It is not difficult to find similar ones, because Yuan Yuan is not the one who lives in sedan chairs and cars all day long. He was originally a poor family. He had taken a hoe and also had swords and guns. His hands were covered with thick calluses and dark skin, which was no different from other farmers.

The difficulty is household registration.

Without this household registration certificate, it is very difficult to settle in Huguan.

If you arrive at Huguan as a foreigner, let alone contacting informants, even if you have a slightly outrageous behavior, you will immediately attract Fangding to investigate. If you may be exposed, your identity will be exposed...

Now that you have a formal identity, it is much simpler and there is a lot of free space.

In the current era of the Han Dynasty, it is impossible to check a person's identity, of course, there is no such thing as portraits, and there are no powerful identification items such as fingerprints. The only difficulty is to obtain relevant documents or imitation documents...

The imitation is too cumbersome. First, you have to get the real one, and then a skilled craftsman has to make similar ones, so Yuan Yuan simply takes the real ones directly.

No one will give him a real certificate.

So some unlucky guys were targeted.

In the chaos, the exposed spies of Cao army only covered Yuan Yuan and others' actions, and they died, while Yuan Yuan and others obtained real certificates and used this certificate to sneak into Huguan.

Yuan Yuan is from the Yuan family. If he pays attention to it, he may not be related to some relatives such as Yuan Shao and Yuan Tan. However, it is precisely because of this connection that he did not do well in Jizhou. Others can climb up with their relationship, but he can only choose this dangerous path.

Huguan Arrangement Map!

The defense map, including but not limited to the location, number of people, equipment, etc. of the army, as well as some notices on the internal army, the allocation of generals and the personnel situation, can be said to be the key lifeline of a city's military.

Of course, a small wine shop alone cannot obtain a comprehensive defense map, but the general military situation is still very valuable. At least it can let Cao's army know where Huguan has heavy troops and where it is empty, so it will not hit the steel head and leave the paper-paste wall beside it.

Yuan Yuan noticed that there were many old records in this defense map, but the later, the fewer the terms recorded. In the past year, there were even only a few...

"Haha..." Yuan Yuan sneered, and then he couldn't help but become alert. It seemed that he had not stopped at the small wine shop, nor did he tell him that his place was correct. According to the current situation, the shopkeeper of this small wine shop may have been assimilated by the cavalry!

It's really terrible to think about it. A dead soldier who was originally born in Shandong, grew up in Shandong, and at the beginning, was assimilated under the cavalry after only a few years!

What about the original loyalty?

Can he still be called a man from the Han Dynasty?

Yuan Yuan was a little angry.

What else can be left for the great man now?

Although there are some things in Cao Cao, after all, if I am here in Cao Cao and Shandong today, then the place in Shandong must represent the emperor's meaning. Even if everyone knows that it may not be the emperor's meaning, isn't this the case for the Han Dynasty over the years?

If the emperor is strong, then the emperor's will is in the world, but if the emperor is weak, then it is naturally the powerful minister who will act on behalf of the emperor!

This is the tradition of the Han Dynasty and the foundation for the establishment of the Han Dynasty in three or four hundred years!

Now I have divided something, how can people from Shandong accept it?!

It's hard to calm down!

Yuan Yuan slowly looked through these documents and hoped to find the weakest location or the most critical node in Huguan, which could move his whole body. Unfortunately, no document gave him an answer - at least he did not give him any clear answer.

After all, the shopkeeper of a small winery does not have much ability to spy on key information.

Even the shopkeeper who has been assimilated may not have no such possibility even if he has the opportunity.

what to do?

Should we take advantage of the fact that the damage has not been completely assimilated, take certain risks to squeeze the surplus value as much as possible, or eliminate the risks as much as possible, and solve the shopkeeper of this small restaurant first?

While Yuan Yuan was still a little hesitant, he suddenly saw a record.

This record was recorded two years ago.

The content of the document is not complicated, but it only records that in late autumn and early winter two years ago, Huguan recruited some civilians to repair the Huguan city wall, and moved some civil and other things inside the city wall...

Repairing the city wall is not a rare thing, so the owner of the small wine shop did not pay too much attention to it, but it only recorded it habitually. However, if it merged with the previous record, Yuan Yuan seemed to find a flaw!

Because there is a record in the previous article that a lot of tincture oil was sent from Guanzhong to Huguan!

The tinea oil has a pungent smell, so you don’t need to look at it, you can smell it by passing it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this may be just two unrelated matters, but Yuan Yuan has built a possibility in his mind. Could the civil engineering that these farmers used to dig a storage place for these tincture oil?

Everyone knows that turmeric oil is dangerous and needs to be stored in a cool place. It should avoid candles. At the same time, it should also take into account the defense needs. You can call it nearby. Otherwise, if you really encounter an enemy attack, you will have to arrange it from a distance...

Therefore, the best place to stock up on tincture oil is the stone chamber of the corner tower on the city. However, the stone chamber is small and other weapons are required, so the amount of tincture oil is not very large. So in a cellar close to the city wall, it is undoubtedly the best place!

If you can find this cellar, and then take advantage of the chaos of siege, throw a handful of fire in...

ha!

Yuan Yuan suddenly felt spirited...

…(`Д*)9…

After Yuan Yuan left the small restaurant, the shopkeeper Ye Chuan closed early.

The chef who was in charge of the spoon was not clear and was evaded by Ye Chuan. As long as the salary was not deducted, the chef was naturally willing to rest in advance, so the restaurant soon became quiet.

Ye Chuan sat in the shadow.

It seems that only in the shadow can he bring some sense of security.

No one is born to live in the shadows...

His family and hometown, which he almost forgot, surged like a tide at this moment, pounced on his heart, making him feel sore and pain.
To be continued...