Chapter 30 General Manager of Jiqing

Qu Dan's heart is pounding, just like a child who has been separated for many years suddenly finds his mother and is about to recognize her.

After squeezing for a long time, he finally squeezed in front of one of them.

The man in the caravan had a bright smile on his face and asked, "What do you want to change, the little doll of the tyrannical bear tribe? Our large caravan from the East sells all kinds of weapons, porcelain, tea, cloth, silk, jade and other things, and buys animal skins, herbs, and all kinds of rare treasures, which can be exchanged for money or things.

"I don't change things, I think..."

"Do not change things?" The man's face suddenly changed. "What's wrong with coming here without changing things? Don't you see that I'm busy? Go away, whose doll is this..."

Qu Shan frowned slightly, a snobbish guy.

"Go away, don't block me. I still have to do business. You barbarians are really... er, er, er..." The man is not going to let go. It looks like a lot of derogatory words, but as soon as he started, he was choked in his throat and only made a er, er, er, er.

The man's face turned clear again in an instant. A smile reappeared on his face. He nodded and bowed to the single man: "Mr. Sun, what kind of wind blew you here. Shouldn't you drink with those barbarians in the barbarians's palace now?"

Qu Shan looked back and found that there was someone standing behind him.

In his thirties, he had two mustaches on his face, his hands huddled in his arms, wearing a square hat and a Gebu robe. At the first time, Qu Dan smelled a strong businessman's smell from him. When he looked carefully, there was also a faint majesty.

"Liu Yongnian, this is not the first time you have come out with Boss Qi. Why don't you understand the rules of the caravan?" Mr. Sun frowned in disgust, "The bully bear tribe is the main customer of Jiqing Business and a friend of Boss Qi. You should treat them as a friend. Look at your barbarian, isn't it a friend who looks down on the snow clan?"

Liu Yongnian Nuonuo nodded: "Yes, yes, Mr. Sun, the villain knows it's wrong."

General Manager Sun snorted coldly: "You scattered small households, do business with Jiqing Business. Boss Qi is generous and does not refuse to come, but Boss Qi takes care of you. You have to think about it for the business. You can't smash the signboard of the business, can you?"

Oh, the song list suddenly realized.

It turned out that Liu Yongnian was not from the caravan, but just a small family who followed Qi Lie's caravan to do business.

This situation is very common. Many small merchants go far away to do business. They are afraid of mountain thieves, bandits, floods and beasts along the way. They often pay some money and seek shelter behind the big merchant team. Although the price is not expensive, the big merchant team has a special escort team. The small merchants's itinerary is guaranteed, even if they make less money. , is also willing.

This Liu Yongnian should belong to this kind of person.

Mr. Sun scolded Liu Yongnian with a stern face until the other party was sweating heavily, and then he let him go. Finally, General Manager Sun asked the song list pleasantly: "Little baby, if you don't change things, why do you come to the caravan?"

Qu Shan has a good impression of his behavior. He said, "I want to know something about the East."

He speaks Chinese, which is the first time he talks to people in Chinese in the world, and a strong sense of intimacy rises in his heart.

Manager Sun's eyes lit up: "The doll of the tyrant bear tribe can actually speak the language of our holy clan. It's rare... Little doll, what do you want to know?"

Qu Shan said with his fingers and said, "I want to know what era the Holy Family is now, whether it is a slave society or a feudal society, what countries there are, what the population geometry, what stage of scientific and technology has developed, and..."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop..." Manager Sun quickly stopped him, "What's the strange question?" Qu Dan's words were mixed with many words from his previous life, and Mr. Sun didn't understand a few for a while.

Only then did Qu Dan feel a little reckless. He explained to him one by one and euphemistically expressed his intention to go to the East in the future.

Mr. Sun laughed and said, "The little doll is not old and ambitious!" OK, I'll tell you about the East. He looked left and right, "But it doesn't work here. Let's talk about it in another place."

Out of the noisy crowd, General Manager Sun took Qu Dan to the temporary camp where the caravan was stationed.

Zero-distance contact is a special feeling. The huge tent is not inferior to the size of the tribal house. The surrounding "walls" are specially treated waterproof materials, which are smooth on one side, and there are also strange patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish on it, which is quite an ancient Chinese ink style.

Looking at the single way, the feeling of intimacy in the bottom of my heart became stronger and stronger.

General Manager Sun guided Qu Dan into a huge tent. The decorations inside surprised Qudan even more.

The exquisitely crafted square tea table exudes an antique charm; a few small foldable chairs are exquisitely placed around the coffee table; on the coffee table, there is also a set of white porcelain with faint luster quietly placed. This is a good tea-making tool. Only those who really like the tea ceremony will prepare it. Such a full set of objects to meet your own preferences.

A ray of sunlight dropped from the transparent "skylight" on the top, shining brightly in the tent, with a magnificent feeling.

The song was a little in a daze. This tent is more than 30 or 40 times more exquisite than Ye Hui's house.

"This is the temporary station of the caravan. In a hurry, it's a little simple. Please don't be surprised." Mr. Sun smiled and asked the song list to sit down.

On the side, a subordinate of the caravan came up to make tea. The song was up and inhaled deeply. The elegant and fresh fragrance of tea suddenly filled his mouth and nose. He took a gentle sip, and a long-lost smell flowed down his throat into his stomach. Qu Dan couldn't help closing his eyes comfortably.

"Hey, what's the name of the little doll? Unexpectedly, I also understand the way of tasting tea of our holy clan. It seems that I know a lot about the holy clan. Mr. Sun was a little surprised. A snow child who can speak the holy language and taste the oriental tea ceremony looks incredible.

Who is this doll? Is it the elder of the tyrant bear clan or the son of the patriarch? Mr. Sun secretly guessed from the bottom of his heart that it seemed that only this reason could make sense.

"The song list." The answer of the song list is simple and concise, directly reporting the name of his previous life.

"Oh? The name of the saint? Are you a tyrannical bear warrior?"

Qu Dan shook his head and shook his head: "Not yet. It will be in a few years. My name was taken by myself - Mr. Sun, can you tell me about the Holy Family?"

General Manager Sun suddenly patted his head: "I'm sorry, you gave me too much surprise - the holy clan, is located in the east of the world, a huge race comparable to the snow clan..."