Mian Tang looked at Lady Lin and said, "But you are not well-off?"

Lady Lin shook her head and pointed to the little doll crawling towards Miantang and said, "It's my son. The high fever has not subsided these days, but I was worried that I would lead him to the three passes to seek medical treatment. But I didn't expect that the three passes were blocked for many days and there was nowhere to buy medicine. I was about to send someone to break through the blockade to buy herbs, but you came. And the prescription you prescribed is very good. My son's high fever has subsided after a pair of medicine. Look, he is now naughty!"

No, Little Walnut was lowering her head and rubbing Miantang's back with her little finger. Her godmother was a little dirty, and Little Walnut was trying to rub it clean very seriously, which made Miantang feel a little amused and crying.

Next, Madam Lin talked about what happened after she parted with Miantang.

It turned out that Fan Hu sent her to the place to settle her for a short time. Lady Lin's father found her at the heart of the heart. Her father was the leader of the tribe.

Although her father was not here, his power still existed. Their tribe suffered misfortune and was suppressed by outsiders. Someone urgently needed to raise his arms and revitalize the tribe's former glory.

Lin Siyue, as the new leader of their tribe, carries all their hopes, and also makes the originally loose tribe members more cohesive.

Lady Lin was vague and did not say the name of their tribe. Liu Miantang couldn't help asking too much. After all, that was a matter within the barbarians, so she should not inquire too much if she sells medicine.

However, Lady Lin was curious about why she was like this now, as a military clan. Miantang didn't want to expose her identity as the head coach of the Northwest with the barbarians. She simply said that she had lived with Cui Jiu less than the same place and had already broken up and stopped living together.

If it were another lady, I would probably have to ask the reason carefully. However, in Lin Siyue's opinion, it would be normal to abandon a man.

She just nodded and said, "If it weren't for having children, they wouldn't be of great use. I followed the merchant in the pass to avoid the disasters of the tribe. In fact, if his family didn't drive me away, my children and I wouldn't be able to live long... But if Mr. Cui looks good, you can't live with him, so it's not a loss. I'll find a better one in the future."

Miantang laughed and felt that her shocking thoughts seemed normal to the eyes of the barbarian women. I think she fell in love with the second young master of the Hu family and took advantage of him to give birth to a son! After all, the barbarian customs are not divided into grandsons and grandsons.

The son Lin Siyue gave birth to is the little prince of their tribe.

So next, Miantang took a hot bath at Lin Siyue, and Lin Siyue took out her clean inner clothes for Miantang to change into.

After the little walnut became more sticky after her godmother washed her fragrance, she smiled embarrassedly at her beautiful face, and insisted on printing a wet kiss on her godmother's face.

However, when Miantang was full of wine and food, he packed it with Uncle Liu and the others and was about to leave, he still touched a handful of ash on the stove and applied it to his tender face.

Uncle Liu and his friends sold the goods and were resting in the carriage shop. Seeing Mian Tang carrying a food box, they all ate voraciously.

With the support of the rich people at hand, Miantang's medicinal materials were sold out soon. If they had any, they asked them when they would come again next time.

However, the fabrics that Mian Tangjin were not sold well. Most of the people who came to ask were to buy scattered cloth heads and sew them back. Now that the war has not stopped, the people of the Three Passes have breathed under the iron hooves of the barbarians, not caring about beauty.

Miantang secretly wrote down the order in his heart, and after he calculated the goods he would enter next time, he asked where the largest ranch in the local area was.

Then he pulled the cart of fabric and had a good chat with the rancher. Finally, the rancher agreed to exchange the cart of exquisite fabric with five sheepskins.

On the way back, Miantang sat in the empty carriage and cut the sheepskin. Uncle Liu helped her poke the holes with an awl and sewed them with thick thread. She made a simple and fat sheepskin coat and a sheepskin ear-protecting hat for Uncle Liu and the others.

It is already autumn now, and the northwest is colder than in other places. At night, it is like the cold winter.

When she left, in addition to leaving the house deed, she also left the sky-high martened cloak.

While she preserved her pride, Miantang was also very cold, especially in the night wind in the countryside when she was on the road, her longing for the mink cloak was like this endless hatred...

So along the way, she kept wearing a half-old fur coat from Uncle Liu.

Now that she had the sheepskin coat she sewned herself, she returned the coat to Uncle Liu. The coat was made very large, and a thick cotton jacket could be worn inside. A thick hemp rope was tied around her waist and it was densely packed, so she would not be afraid of the cold wind.

After all, Miantang is a beauty-loving little girl. She wore her new clothes and followed the usual routine, standing on the car board to ask if she looked good.

Uncle Liu straightened his sheepskin hat, looked at her little dirty face, and looked at her very bloated face, and said in a pertinent manner: "Like a sheep..."

Seeing Mian Tang's face collapse, Uncle Liu quickly repaired the problem and said, "But look warm!"

Miantang nodded slightly satisfied. After all, this new dress still made other people's eyes feel comfortable.

The way back was not as rushing as when she came. For example, when she leaned on the cart, she watched the red sun gradually sinking in the sky. In the vast vast wilderness, the scene of "the setting sun in the long river" was also particularly magnificent.

Under the reflection of the red sun, Miantang had free time to think about the battle situation he heard at the third pass - it is said that the 130,000 troops of the King of Huaiyang gathered, and were personally commanded by the commander, heading towards the deep area of ​​the Manchu army.

It is reported that during the master of W Prefecture, Cui Xingzhou, the king of Huaiyang, took the lead, and his soldiers cut their hair and engraved their minds, swearing to drive out the barbarians to the north of Qiyin Mountain, so that the barbarians would not have the determination to invade the Central Plains within a hundred years.

Some of the people who talked about these things went to Jinjia Pass to see them with their own eyes and followed the other people to see them off for ten miles.

It is said that the Huaiyang King was bright in golden helmet and handsome, and the people on the street were filled with tears and shouting hoarsely... The exciting and high-spirited scene even the octogenarians would give birth to the passionate and full of passion!

Mian Tang breathed a sigh of relief, half closed his eyes and imagined... A man with long legs and wide back like him looked so beautiful in the armor of a thousand men. If he wore shiny golden armor, he would certainly look even more majestic!

As she thought about it, Miantang hummed gently. It was a military song that cheered up between soldiers during the march. This was what she and he heard him hum inadvertently while bathing in the hot spring. The tune was low and not suitable for women to chant.

But when Mian Tang deliberately lowered his voice, he actually sang the desolate feeling of twists and turns in the military tune. With the creaking sound of wheels, he walked forward, but he could not look back and look back...

There are actually not many boring moments to relieve sorrow like this, and it is more expensive than bathing water for Miantang.

When she turned back to Jintuo Town again, the money in her hand became sufficient, and she was like a flying top again. This time she felt at ease and formed a convoy of ten carriages in one breath. Not only did she transport medicinal materials, but also small supplies such as iron pots, salt, and oil.

However, after Mian Tang pounded the plan, he still felt that there was not enough oil and water.
Chapter completed!