After rubbing his old waist with his hands, the old man in charge of Erdaokouzi Station stood up lazily, raised his hand to take off the Hui merchants' flag hanging in front of the station, and folded it carefully.&1t;/p>

Since the Qing Dynasty, Lao Huatou was the clerk of Erdaokouzi Station on the Camel Road. After thirty years of hard work, he finally got to the position of the inn manager step by step. In another two years, he should take the stock of a stock given from the business and go home to retire...&1t;/p>

Not only are the Hui merchants who have worked for the rest of their lives, but also the Zhejiang merchants on the camel road outside the mouth and Shanxi merchants have also established many stations, which are dedicated to the exchange of horses and sending messages in merchants, and they also have to take into account the camel caravans and horse gangs of various merchants to rest.&1t;/p>

The larger inn is almost next to a market town. There are more than ten rows of houses built with logs built in the inn. There are few people who can lie down side by side on the big bunk beds. Usually, many courts ordered officials to leave Beijing to take office and return to Beijing to report their duties. They were not willing to go to the official inns run by the yamen. Instead, they went to the inns run by these large merchants to rest.&1t;/p>

Sometimes I met those masters who were very particular about the appearance of the officials, and the 500-year-old servants were surrounded by people. The servants were crowded and noisy, but the person in charge of the office could settle down by raising his hands. This did not delay the preparation of stuttering food for the servants and servants in the room, and in the kitchen, they could also give the officials who lived in the elegant small room a few plates of seasonal vegetables and fresh game.&1t;/p>

If you are lucky, the official who lives in the inn called you to be happy to serve, and open your mouth and say "reward" to the official. Even if you ask the official to give you a reward of 7 or 6 (Note 1), the official at the inn can have a waiter tael of silver in his hand!&1t;/p>

There are even three or two rows of logs built in small stations, and not many can accommodate a hundred people. When I ran into the camel caravans in various stores, the horse gangs came to the station to play the tips and rest. Whether it was the guys in the camel caravan or the leader in the horse gang, they all served a bowl of hot sheep bone soup on the stove, and then grabbed a few hard noodles and had enough to eat. The serious one was a style that shared the joys and sorrows.&1t;/p>

But no matter the size of the post station, there is no need to build a spacious horse shed in any post station, and it is even shorter to raise a few postmen who are good at footing and ready to call him. When there were soldiers and bandits, the business situation was urgent. The nationality of the message sent by various shops with flags and flags on their backs was running and foaming at the front of the post station. The post station manager who had long heard the ringing bells under the horse's neck had to take a whole liter of hot ones in advance, and carried eggs and bean noodles with Shaoxing old rice wine, held high to the mouth of the message sent by the already exhausted message sent by the man who was feeding the man to clean the Shaoxing old rice wine.&1t;/p>

While the messenger was raising his neck and opening his mouth to drink the old yellow wine, the horse-raising man in the post station immediately had to pick out a horse from the horse shed, which also fed bean noodles, mixed with eggs and old yellow wine, and put the saddle and stirrups next to the messenger. Several people supported the messenger who had drunk a liter of old yellow wine and stepped on the horse and whipped the horse away again, so that they could free up their hands to serve the horse that had already foamed at the mouth. Those who could recover their strength naturally greeted carefully, and those who had already run so hard that they had to send them to the soup pot.&1t;/p>

In the late Qing Dynasty, the number of soldiers and bandits was as robbed as a cow, and the situation was not stable. More than a dozen good horses kept in an inn can run away in less than half a month. Seeing that the messenger from various shops crashed into the post station with a hundred thousand urgent news, the innkeeper in the post station looked at the horses in the horse shed with injuries and waists that were broken, but there was no way at all. He could only pick big people in the slut, and look for a horse that could still run, so that the messenger could barely get on the road.&1t;/p>

When we got the Republic of China, although the country changed color and the wind and thunder were changing, and everything changed, most of the stations established by Shanxi merchants, Hui merchants, and Zhejiang merchants on the Camel Road outside the mouth were preserved. No matter which emperor was sitting on the dragon chaise, the people in the world still had to eat, right? Since they were going to eat, how could they miss these businessmen in the world?!&1t;/p>

Seeing that the old man had already packed up the Hui merchant's flag, the young man in the post station immediately came to the old man's side, and took the old man's flag that the old man had just folded up with both hands, while whispering to the old man: "Sincere, I guess no one will come to rest today. Should we clean up early? You should go and rest early? Although it is already past the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it is still so cold that day. Your waist..."&1t;/p>

Nodded slightly, the old flower head turned around and walked towards the gate of the station, but shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "After that I am old... When I was young, the horse gang of a small number one thousand people ran to the station to rest, so busy that he was pounding his butt and eggs all night. The next morning, I could still be energetic and follow the old manager to thirty miles to buy food..."&1t;/p>

It seems that I have heard the nagging story of the old flower head for a long time. The young man who held the Hui merchants' flag in his hands was absent-minded and listened to the old flower head's words absent-mindedly. He had not forgotten to follow the old flower head's words and said perfunctorily: "Master, don't you say what you are old! The Hui merchants are placed outside the mouth. Which of the managers in the inn mentioned that you are the managers of the flower head, then they have to praise you with a thumbs up - as meticulous as a mountain? If I say this, this is the caravan of the bad times in front of me, Hui merchants, Shanxi merchants, and Zhejiang merchants can hardly save up a thousand people. Otherwise, the skill of your hand will be able to ask us guys in the business to see you again..."&1t;/p>

After saying flatteringly, the presbyterian head who had walked two steps in front of the young man suddenly stopped, and listened to the almost faint sound in the wind with his ears. He frowned slightly and said, "This movement... seems like a ringing of a bell?"&1t;/p>

The young man holding the Hui merchants' flag recognized by the flag in his hands also listened intently for a moment, then smiled at the old man: "As a steward, are you afraid you have heard it awkward? After the break-five opening, the business that has our Hui merchants' flag recognized by the flag has passed by thirty peaks of camels on the second day of the first lunar month. Calculate the journey, I am afraid that I have not yet reached the ground yet? The goods of our business are not in the territory, and no one dares to open the market. Where can I be worth it? The message sent by the messenger is in a hurry to send back?"&1t;/p>

He stopped stubbornly, and the old flower head held his ears and listened carefully to the subtle horse ringtones coming from the wind. He spoke with confidence: "You can't be wrong, it's the horse ringtone [31 Novel Network      Update Fast] Movement! But...... Zhejiang merchants, Hui merchants, Shanxi merchants, and Shanxi merchants on the foreign business roads have different horse ringtones! The horse ringtones used in Zhejiang merchants are all seven copper, two tin and one silver, and the horse ringtones can be lightly transmitted over ten miles. The horse ringtones used in Shanxi merchants are six copper, three lead and one silver. Although the horse ringtones can only be transmitted for three or five miles, they are calm and can make people feel solid when they hear it. However, the horse ringtones used in our Hui merchants are five copper, two iron and three cent silver...."&1t;/p>

Seeing that the old man was talking further and further, the young man holding the Hui merchants' flag recognized the flag quickly responded and turned around and said, "I said I'm in charge, then the ringtone you heard today is the foot strength of our Hui merchants?"&1t;/p>

Slowly shook his head, the presbyopia raised her hand and pointed to the end of the road where the clear ringtone was heard. She frowned and said in surprise: "It doesn't sound like the sound. Although the ringtone is fast, the movement is quite heavy... It should be the bell hanging on the foot strength of the Shanxi merchant's foot strength! But what are the foot strength of the Shanxi merchant's foot strength running towards us?"&1t;/p>

After a long breath, the young man holding the Huishang flag in both hands suddenly lost his energy and smiled lazily at the presbyopian head with a puzzled look on his face, "Hi... Anyone who is not a person in our Huishang font, at worst, we can help prepare some food and drink for the sender, and leave a piece of incense. I'll do it. You should go to the back and take a break?"&1t;/p>

Still stubbornly shook his head, the old flower head reached out and knocked on the forehead of the young man who was flattering himself, and whispered in a complaining tone: "I just want to be careless and perfunctory in my head. When can I learn how to have work in my eyes and have something to do in my heart? Although it is Hui merchants, Shanxi merchants, and Zhejiang merchants, you can't remember the road of no father and son in the store? It's so smooth, mix the old rice wine, mix the eggs, and prepare the bean noodles, and ask for the oldest jar of Shaoxing yellow! I have any food to see in the kitchen, and I have carefully prepared it!"&1t;/p>

Rowing his eyes, holding the Hui merchant flag-recognizing the flag in both hands, he immediately seemed to understand something, and looked at the head and ear of the old flower and whispered: "Master, what do you mean... Leave this message delivery guy who came to the door, and touched him to ask for a message?"&1t;/p>

The young man standing beside him glanced at the young man, and the old man looked up at the horse that had already run away at the end of the road in the distance, and nodded slightly: "If I were not anxious about the fire, how could the Shanxi merchant's message sender hit the station of our Hui merchant? How many horses can be used in the horse shed?"&1t;/p>

Without thinking, the young man immediately responded: "I packed up seven horses during the winter last year, and asked the camel caravan passing by on the 12th day of the first lunar month to replace five of them. There are still two left to go on the road immediately!"&1t;/p>

"It's hard to tell if you take those two horses out and prepare them... The kung fu in a blink of an eye will come in handy! If you continue to explain, you will be smarter in a while!"&1t;/p>

"Don't worry, you are in charge..." (To be continued)&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!