Chapter 895.
A path hidden in the dense forest appeared in front of Wang Dust.
He had found this path not long ago when he was hunting, and there were still fresh traces of pedestrians or hunters trampling on the path.
Wang Dust then walked along this path.
Walking out for a dozen miles, the trail turned into a real mountain road – the road was paved with thick stone slabs.
The surface of one stone slab was densely covered with the vicissitudes of time, and it was unknown how many people had trampled on it, leaving deep marks.
Continuing to walk for a mile, the front split into two forks.
To the left, or to the right?
Wang Dust hesitated for a moment, not making an immediate choice, but sitting down on a rock under a large tree nearby.
This stone is obviously for pedestrians to rest their feet, the top is worn out the pulp.
Wang Chen took off the water pouch hanging on his waist and took a sip of the cool spring water.
He planned to wait here for a while to see if any pedestrians came over to ask for directions, so as not to run around like a headless fly.
Facts proved that Wang Dust’s decision was correct.
He waited in place for almost half an hour before he heard sounds coming from the distance.
Soon a mule and horse caravan came to the Three Forks.
The caravan was small in size, four or five mules and horses and about ten people, each mule and horse was carrying heavy goods, and the people in the caravan were all armed with swords and bows, obviously all martial artists.
The leader of the caravan was an old handler with graying temples, who glanced at Wang Duan with his dim eyes, hesitating but not stopping.
Until he arrived in front of Wang Dust.
Wang Dust got up and saluted, asking, “This old man, I got lost in the mountains, may I ask which road I should take to the nearest county town?”
“The nearest county?”
The old handler’s eyes were a bit odd.
Wang Dust was dressed as a hunter, yet he said that he had gotten lost in the mountains and was sitting at a fork in the road, not knowing which road to take.
Was this reasonable?
It didn’t make sense at all!
But the old head has lived for so many years, he has seen many strange things and people, he can live peacefully until now, he has his own set of rules of dealing with things.
In his heart, he was still strange, but on the surface, he still smiled and replied, “The nearest county here is Yan City, our caravan is going to Yan City, if you don’t mind, you can go with our caravan.”
His eyes were venomous, seeing that Wang Chuan did not look like a villain or a robber scout, so he was willing to make good karma with Wang Chuan.
Wang Dust was grateful, “Thank you then.”
“No need to be polite.”
The old headman turned around with a smile and shouted, “Everyone take a rest here and set off again after noon.”
So this caravan stopped by the roadside to rest, eating for those who ate, drinking for those who drank, and tending to the mules and horses to feed the grass.
The old headman put away the whip in his hand, sat down on a rock next to Wang Duan, and asked curiously, “Little brother, where do you come from?”
Wang Dust didn’t answer directly, but took off the tiger skin tied to his back, “Old man, do you accept skins?”
“Let me see.”
The old handle glanced deeply at Wang Dust, then took the tiger skin.
“Mountain goods and leather goods, we accept both.”
He opened this folded tiger skin, carefully inspected it inside and out, and said, “This tiger skin of yours is good, very complete, it’s just that the tanning technique is a bit poor.”
Wang Dust rubbed his nose, “You give an estimate, if it’s suitable, I’ll offer it.”
His animal skin tanning technique was indeed average, mainly because he hadn’t put any effort into it.
“If you want me to take it ……”
The old handle raised a finger, “I can only give you a hundred taels of silver at most, but if you take it to Yan City to sell it, and you meet a suitable buyer, it’s possible to offer two or three hundred taels!”
He emphasized, “It’s not that I’m punking people, this is the rule of our business, I can make no money but I can’t break the rules.”
“So if you want to sell it for a high price, it’s better to bring it to Yan City!”
Said, about to return the tiger skin to Wang Dust.
Wang Dust didn’t take it and waved his hand, “One hundred taels then.”
He, or rather Ling Zhiyuan’s memory didn’t have many concepts on money, how the purchasing power of these one hundred taels of silver was, Wang Dust wasn’t very clear.
It was just that the other party’s attitude was honest and made it clear, so Wang Dust didn’t bother.
The old handle froze.
Two or three hundred taels of silver was not a small amount.
To realize that an ordinary family of five, ten or twenty taels would be enough for a year’s living expenses.
Three hundred taels of silver could buy a nice house in Yan City!
As a result, Wang Dust didn’t care about the difference in price and was actually willing to offer it to him at a low price.
But this was not the point.
The point is, Wang Chen’s calmness is not pretending, he gave the old head of the feeling is very like the kind of generations of luxury of the children of the big families, speech and demeanor are exuding the temperament of the superior.
This makes the old head who is used to seeing the world a bit uneasy, he put away the tiger skin, gritted his teeth and took out two silver tickets from his pocket and handed them to Wang Duan: “Then thank you very much.”
Wang Dust took the silver tickets and saw that they were actually both one hundred denominations.
He was more than familiar with silver bills, one touch and he knew that they were not fake, and the silver company that issued the bills was also a big and famous money bank.
Ling Zhiyuan had spent a lot.
Wang Dust handed one back to the other party, “Say one hundred.”
As a result, the old handler smiled and refused to accept it – he would rather earn less than offend someone who couldn’t understand the bottom line.
Wang dust lazy with this old geezer, simply put away the silver ticket, and then threw the other side of a bag.
It contained four cut off tiger claws.
“That’s it!”
The old handler didn’t even see clearly where Wang Dust brought the bag from, and secretly wondered in his heart, but he didn’t dare to nag any more.
He rummaged through the mule and horse’s cargo bag and invited Wang Dust to drink with him.
As a result, Wang Duan only drank a sip and then stopped – sour.
And this also strengthened the old headman’s idea and treated him more politely.
After noon, everyone had rested enough, and the caravan was back on the road.
This caravan is from the left side of the road over, to the right side of the road, the old head in front of the road, but also chat with Wang Dust talk, other people do not have any comments.
This old head of the experience is extremely rich, people are also very smart, all kinds of jianghu story anecdote anecdote to the mouth to say the head of the road, so that Wang Dust listening to the flavor, do not feel that the road is boring.
So follow the caravan walked twenty miles, already close to the evening.
The old headman said, “Little brother, there is an inn three miles ahead, we will stay there for the night.”
Wang Dust nodded and did not say anything.
The old general greeted a group of merchants’ fellows to speed up, and rushed to see the mountain inn with lanterns hanging before the sky completely darkened.
The scale of this inn looks not small, outside already parked a lot of mules and horses, obviously there have been travelers settled here.
With the help of the light from the lanterns hanging under the eaves, Wang Chen clearly saw the signboard of the inn.
Tongfu Inn!