Chapter 151 Everyone has his own destiny
They had just fought the bandits, but the people in Taohua Village were not tired. If they had not had to camp for the night, they might have been able to continue walking for more than ten miles.
Even Yang Song admired him deeply: "No wonder people of all ages from the Baijiapu caravan followed them to do business."
With such physical strength and skills, more than 200 people can go anywhere without fear.
What impressed Yang Song the most was that even the two or three-year-old children in the Baijiabao caravan were not noisy. They should eat, drink and sleep when they should.
Not to mention, there are several pregnant women in the Baijiapu caravan. They usually do everything except fighting bandits without wailing.
Yang Song: "However, Master, I don't know something. Where is this caravan from? It's so unconcerned."
You know, caravans traveling all over the country are most taboo about pregnant women traveling with them.
On the one hand, it delays the progress, and on the other hand, it is easy for accidents to happen.
But the Baijiapu caravan doesn't seem to care about this. If a pregnant woman is in labor, she will stay for two or three days and then continue on the road.
Lu Xiaohao: "I have never heard of it either."
Although he had been well-dressed and well-fed before, there were not many people available to him. Some of the secrets he knew were from the anecdotes in the royal collection.
"You should stop asking about the caravan." Now that we are living under someone else's roof, it will not do them any good if they don't make a good impression on the caravan's people.
Yang Song sneered: "Sir, I'm just a little curious."
"But my subordinates will definitely stop asking in the future." Even so, he was still extremely curious when he thought of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
At the camp in Taohua Village, the villagers set up tents and organized their belongings in an orderly manner.
As usual, Bai Duoxi led the cooking class to prepare meals.
My aunt said we would eat roasted whole lamb tonight.
The bonfire is lit, the neatly packed sheep belly is stuffed with various spices, and the prepared sauce is smeared on it.
The lamb is skewered on an iron skewer thicker than a finger, and placed on the bonfire. The next step is to keep turning the skewers.
"You have to be more diligent in turning the sticks, and you must not burn them."
More than 200 people can eat six whole lambs, which is definitely not all-you-can-eat. Bai Duoxi has to cook two more dishes.
He was holding a shovel that was about the same height as a person, while he was flipping the sour bamboo shoots and stir-fried chicken gizzards in the wok, and at the same time, he was giving instructions to the people watching the roasted whole lamb from time to time.
"Today the villagers beat the bandits, we have to make them happy."
"The fire can't be too big or too small. The heat is very important, but we can't let my aunt think that our cooking class is mediocre."
"You need to brush the honey in small amounts and many times. Don't be too anxious. The last time you grilled meat, none of you did it well."
"My aunt got this sheep specially for you guys. We can't ignore it, otherwise the villagers will stab us in the back."
"... Remember to brush each sheep with honey twenty times, so that the skin will be crispy and sweet."
As the mutton is roasted little by little, the aroma can't help but spread everywhere.
Many people looked at the hard noodles in their hands, then looked at the excitement coming from the Baijiabao caravan camp ahead, sniffing the scent of meat in the air, and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
While some people were envious, they also sighed in their hearts. The Baijiabao Caravan Corps was really rich. It would be great if they recruited people to do business. They would definitely find a way to be hired.
It is said that a person who works as a caravan merchant for three to five years can earn at least one hundred and eighty taels of silver.
When the time comes, I will build two huts, marry a wife and give myself two or three children, and live a happy life...
At this time, a dozen villagers who went to raid the bandits' den also came back.
It was already dark, and not many people knew what these people had brought back. Yang Song happened to relieve himself when he saw Bai Chunsheng and a dozen other people pushing a cart and pulling a horse back.
The wheel made a mark, and the frame even seemed to creak under the load, which showed that there was a lot of stuff packed into the car.
"Auntie, we are back~"
As soon as they entered the camp, Bai Chunsheng happily waved to Baitao from a distance.
Baitao smiled and asked: "Is anyone injured?"
"No."
Bai Chunsheng: "Auntie, we were careful and we didn't suffer any loss."
"There are about twenty bandits in the bandits' den, and we have eliminated all of them without leaving a single one behind."
Baitao also learned about this from the increase in lottery draws, but she still supported her chin with her hands, eyes bright, and smiled as she watched Bai Chunsheng and others' gesticulating reports.
"Auntie, you don't know that these bandits are really not human beings. There are still some women and children in their lair who were kidnapped and taken to the village..."
Bai Chunsheng said and suddenly paused.
It's over. The village chief said before that my aunt was still young and she couldn't tell these terrible things to her. He suddenly forgot.
Seeing Bai Chunsheng stop, Baitao looked at herself carefully, and then asked: "Then how will you deal with this? Have the people been settled?"
"This." Bai Chunsheng scratched his head, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Auntie, don't worry, we have taken care of it before we go down the mountain."
Some women felt that they had lost their innocence. They did not say anything about the people who jumped into the river or jumped into the river. Even if there were some who did not want to die, they said that they would never go home again. They would wait until tomorrow to go to a nearby nunnery with green lanterns... …
We had never encountered such a situation in our hometown in Chaoheifeng Village before. Bai Chunsheng and others did not know how to deal with it.
They killed the bandits, released the women, and kept some dry food and travel expenses. They also acted with all their kindness and righteousness.
There were also girls begging for them to take them in, but when Bai Chunsheng and others heard this, their expressions changed.
It's not that I dislike them being raped by bandits, but that Taohua Village is in a special situation now, with many magical objects, and my aunt is careless and careless, so there is no way she can take in outsiders.
It would be fine if you meet someone who is grateful, but it would be troublesome if you meet someone with bad intentions.
In this world right now, whatever happens is one's destiny.
In order to divert Baitao's attention, before she could speak, Bai Chunsheng said with a mysterious face: "Auntie, guess what we brought back?"
"I don't know." Baitao tilted her head and her voice sounded milky.
"But I guess there's gold?"
On the side, Bai Dacheng showed an exaggerated expression in response: "Wow, grandma, you are so awesome, you can guess this."
The villagers coaxed and pampered the aunt Baitao like a baby, and Baitao seemed to be raising the villagers like children.
Baitao couldn't stop laughing, and thought to herself, it's not surprising that there is some gold and silver in the bandit's den.
But the next second, when she saw Bai Dacheng opening the wooden box he had been holding, Baitao couldn't help but be stunned.
Gold, no, gold bars.
The box the size of a matza was filled with gold bars. There were about twenty gold bars, each of which was thicker than a finger.
Bai Dacheng said proudly: "Auntie, you must not have imagined where I found this box of gold bars."