In Badi in March, the temperature has risen, the leaves have grown again, and the plants have recovered. Therefore, outdoor activities of humans have also become frequent.

The markets in rural areas are different from those of the permanent merchants in the county town. The things sold here are not very professional. Vegetables can buy some straw sandals, malt sugar, or sell some fresh fish part-time.

It is rare to use currency, and most often, it is barter.

Therefore, even the market is more like a communication and mutual aid association in Ju Zizhou's eyes.

Everyone exchanges the extra or unused things for some urgently needed supplies to ensure that life continues.

Among them, Ju Zizhou noticed that most of the people selling mountain goods were people who dressed differently from ordinary Qin people.

The hair is not tied, the clothes are not exactly like the Qin people, and some have blue-black tattoos on their bodies...

These……

"Are these Ba people?" Ju Zizhou asked a young man named Guan who was familiar with the straw sandals.

Guan glanced at the person Ju Zizhou pointed at and nodded: "Yes, they are locals from Badi, and they usually live in the mountains with their tribes."

"They look..." Ju Zizhou hesitated and said, "It's also extremely abiding by the rules, right?"

"Yes, Ba people are all good!" Guan said.

The Ba people also seem to be honest in bartering. Some give money, some use mountain goods for a small amount of salt, and some sell fur.

There is no rumored brave look, but apart from the cultural attributes such as clothing and hairstyle, the rest seem to be different from ordinary Qin people, and even look worse in appearance.

Ju Zizhou bought malt sugar for Zhengliu, and then walked slowly in a small market. He saw that the Ba people were also serious about the price and doing business clearly.

Soon, he went to talk to the Ba people.

Although Naba people were a little surprised by Ju Zizhou's questions, they were willing to answer because they bought their own mushrooms in front of him.

For example, what to eat, the process of hunting endless meat to make cured meat, how to obtain clothes, how much food can you harvest in a year...

They are all stupid questions, and the Baren answered the truth.

Ju Zizhou asked slowly, after asking one, he turned to the second one and the third one.

There were seventeen Ba people in the market. Ju Zizhou had only time to ask about seven of them, and the market had already dispersed.

Xu Qingcheng looked at Ju Zizhou asking the people repeatedly, and for a moment he felt bored.

With his intelligence, of course he could understand the purpose of Ju Zizhou's inquiry of these questions.

This is to find out the truth and find out the living conditions of the people in Ba.

But what if you figure it out?

Can you still let the people from the mountains move out to live?

In the evening, before and after dinner, Ju Zizhou was cooking, but suddenly came to invite Ju Zizhou to his house for a dinner.

Ju Zizhou then slowly made supper for Zhengliu and Xu Qingcheng, and followed Guan to his house.

After entering the door, there was a small square table, where a young man with tattoos was sitting slowly cutting the cured meat.

On the table, several large communal pottery pots that were incompatible with the separate meals at this time, the fragrant stewed pheasant, tiger whip, mountain pork, mushroom and other dishes were shining with shiny oil.

Such abundance...

Ju Zizhou frowned.

Such rich dishes are not affordable for ordinary farmers on important days!

And the people who appear in such occasions...

Ju Zizhou thought for a while, shook his clothes and sat down on the main seat.

Guan was a little surprised to see Ju Zizhou sitting in the main seat, but he did not dare to say anything, but just urged his parents to cook the dishes as soon as possible, and presented the wine to sit next to him.

When Naba young man saw Ju Zizhou sitting on the main seat without saying a word, he suddenly became restrained and silly, as if he was holding something to say, but he didn't dare to say it.

The young man from Baren glanced at him, and his eyes were filled with a urge that was not very concealed.

Ju Zizhou nodded slightly to the mother who was serving the food, and then looked at the meat hiding at the door and stared at the drooling pair of children on the table. He reached out to pick up the pot of the stewed pheasant, endured the scallop, pulled off the fat pheasant's legs and wings, and waved to the two children.

A two or three-year-old child has long been longing for a long time. When he saw the adult wave, he did not recognize the waving person or not, and just walked forward.

Guan raised her eyebrows and just wanted to get up and say something to her little children, when the young man in the Baren was pressed on her shoulder.

Guan glanced at the young man in Baren.

The young man from Ba people shook his head and blinked with sillyness.

"Is it delicious?" Ju Zizhou asked, looking at the pair of children gnawing on chicken legs with big mouthfuls.

The girl took a few bites and heard Ju Zizhou's questioning, she smiled shyly and presented Ju Zizhou with a hint of chicken legs that she had eaten.

That means, it is clearly necessary to share food.

Ju Zizhou smiled, and pinched the girl's cheek with a greasy palm: "You eat it."

The boy reluctantly carried the chicken wings behind his back with one hand and handed the chicken leg to Ju Zizhou with the other.

Ju Zizhou looked at his rosy little face, and pulled his cheeks left and right, then patted his head: "Eat, if you don't have enough food, come and ask me if you want it."

"Okay." The child didn't know how to be polite and pretended to be fake. He laughed out loud and continued to hold his chubby chicken legs and chew on them.

Ju Zizhou calmed down his smile on his face, looked at the young man from Baren calmly, and asked, "What are you asking me?"

Although Ju Zizhou has always been acting like an old farmer, his face changed at this time and his whole body was completely refreshed inside and outside, revealing a very oppressive aura.

The young man from Baren is a brave man. After he is full, he dares to charge towards Shanjun with a copper dagger. However, in this moment, Ju Zizhou's words, the domineering and superior aura made him a little shocked, and he didn't dare to say a single word or a lie.

He opened his mouth quietly and for a long time before he said, "I...I heard that you... are inquiring about our people in the mountains..."

"So?" Ju Zizhou did not have a cold face, but asked kindly: "Don't be anxious, don't be afraid. Let's talk about your problems slowly, talk about the problems of your mountain people, and see if I can help you."

The more Ju Zizhou is like this, the more clumsy the young people in Ba are, and dare not speak.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ju Zizhou turned to Guan.

Guan saw Ju Zizhou looking over, and his eyes met. Somehow, when he saw the smile, his anger towards the child disappeared in an instant. He shuddered from his tail bone to his spine, and then to his brain. He forgot all the prepared words, just looking at the kind smile, and said, "We want to... do you want to trade some furs and mountain goods with the people in the mountains..."

Ju Zizhou suddenly realized and nodded: "So, is the supplies in the mountains now tight?"
Chapter completed!