Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 274 [The name of this restaurant...]

  The only problem is that the terrain here is relatively fragmented, and the places suitable for living are scattered.

   Therefore, although many small countries were born, they could not be integrated because of the inconvenient transportation between these small countries. Even if a person with great talent and grandeur is short-lived, they will soon fall apart under the influence of geography and return to their previous fragmented appearance.

  According to the people in the caravan, there are towering mountains in the west, south, and north of the Western Regions, and the peaks of the mountains are covered with snow that remains unchanged all year round.

  There are thick cumulus clouds all year round, and there is always snow falling in the clouds.

  The snow on the top of the mountain looks solid, but it is actually like flowing water, moving down the hillside, but because it is frozen, the speed is extremely slow. The part that moves below the snow line will be melted by the temperature, turning into streams and rivers, crossing the desert, and converging in the Western Regions.

   That is Juhai, and it is also the wettest place in the vast Western Region. The rice eaten here is produced around Juhai.

   It's just that due to natural good fortune, the salinity of Juhai varies greatly, and there is fresh water near the place where the river flows into. Therefore, the population scale supported is still smaller than that in the Central Plains, and the surrounding forces are isolated by salt water and cannot be continuous.

  The fragmented regions of the Western Regions and many small countries make the business here flourish.

Because there is no place where you can have enough products on your own. Some places lack copper and iron, some places lack wood, some places lack food, and some places lack salt... The caravans that come and go are either privately owned or officially owned by small countries. Organization, non-stop, to transport all kinds of goods from low-priced places to high-priced places.

   It's just that the political situation of the countries in the Western Regions has never been stable, and it is normal to fly the banner of changing and changing. Ordinary people see too much of this, and they also look down on subordination and even life and death. Things like the destruction of the country and the destruction of the city are all jokes.

  Everyone continued to barbecue and chatted non-stop.

  The next day, in a vast oasis, Xi Tong's caravan arrived at its destination.

  It is very prosperous here, and the bustling energy has the level of a small town in the Central Plains, but the city walls are low.

  The people coming and going come and go in different shapes, and their clothes also have different characteristics from different places. It is a place where all directions gather. The caravan built a warehouse here, leaving a few reliable guys to take care of it, while collecting goods, while storing supplies for the brigade to come.

   "The two heroes cherish it, the mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period later." When Fang Chang and Sang Ziping said goodbye, Xi Tong put down his work and personally sent it out of the warehouse door, with solemn etiquette.

  After walking together for this period of time, he saw that these two people were absolutely extraordinary, so he intended to form a good relationship.

  This is the wisdom and experience accumulated from years of traveling and traveling in different places.

   "Thank you Xi Guotou for your hospitality."

  Fang Chang and Sang Ziping also returned the salute, then turned and left.

   They accompanied them all the way as ordinary guards, and they also took some measures to protect the caravan, but they didn't owe each other.

   Not far away, we arrived outside this small town.

  The sun was very fierce, and through the clear air, it sprinkled unscrupulously on the ground, and the land outside the city was full of prosperity.

  Wheat is being harvested, and melons and fruits are ripe.

  Because of the suitable light and the large temperature difference between day and night, the crops here grow very well.

   Especially melons and fruits.

   Some of them have been seen in the Central Plains or Guanzhong, such as courgettes, which are very delicious after being cold.

  Fang Chang stopped and looked around, and said to Sang Ziping next to him:

"The melons, fruits and vegetables in the Western Regions are quite different from those in the Central Plains. Among them are some good varieties. I have heard of their names when I was in the Central Plains. Since I came here today, why not collect some seeds and bring them back to the Central Plains to plant in Nanping Mountain, Yunzhong Mountain. Or distributing it to the surrounding people is also a wonderful thing.”

  Sangzi stroked his beard with a smile and said:

   "Well, it's really good, but let's taste it first and see which ones taste good."

The two laughed together, and then they found a small town, took out money, regardless of whether they had seen it in the Central Plains, and put such things as courgettes, almonds, pomegranates, watermelons, lettuce, spinach, carrots, grapes, alfalfa, and carrots at the stalls. Sprouts, melons, fragrant pears, peas, cherries, cabbage, figs, fairy dates, apricots, walnuts, etc., I bought some of each and found a place where there was no one to chew.

"The fruits and vegetables in the Western Regions are really good." Sang Ziping sat on a boulder by the river, holding a pear in his hand, and praised Fang Chang next to him while gnawing, "But the grapes are the best, but they are not easy to preserve. It can be dried or brewed.”

   "Scavenge some of the seeds of these fruits and vegetables one by one in a while." Fang Chang nodded and said.

  A white cloth was spread in front of them, and it was full of purchased fruits and vegetables.

  Not far behind is the road outside the town. Busy farmers come and go, use donkeys to transport the harvested wheat, and go home to dry it. Four or five children are playing and laughing on the **** of the town.

   It wasn't until close to dinner that smoke rose from the town, and the two of them ate up all the melons and fruits in front of them.

"Let's go." Fang Chang jumped off the boulder, "Go to the town to find seeds and buy them. Let's continue to the west. What we heard in the desert oasis before is that there are rumors of monsters around Juhai. It is still far away from here." Hundreds of miles, the road is not close."

  Sang Ziping shook the white cloth, rolled it up, and threw it to Fang Chang, who took it and stuffed it into the blue cloth package behind him.

  Buying seeds went very smoothly. Due to the wide planting, these crop seeds are frequently traded here, so the merchants will stock them all year round. There was a lot of money in the bag, and they were not afraid of carrying heavy loads. The two of them did not pick and choose, and swept away all kinds of seeds on the stall.

  A few stall owners were curious and asked about the purpose of buying such a lot of seeds, and kindly told them that some of them are not suitable for planting now. The two did not answer directly, but asked about the planting timing and care tips of various crops.

   For the sake of the purchase quota, the stall owners explained in detail, and the two of them wrote down one by one.

   Randomly stuffed the purchased seed pack into Fang Chang’s parcel, the two left the town and continued westward along the road. The green land is not continuous. Even though the long river beside the road has plenty of water, the areas on both sides that can be cultivated and accommodate human survival are still scarce.

   Looking far away, except for the smoke town surrounded by farmland and green trees behind you, the other directions are the vast Gobi. The water quality in the long river is clear, and occasionally fish jump up in the scattered sunlight.

  Fang Chang and Sang Zi walked parallel very quickly, but with excellent eyesight, they did not miss the scenery around them at all.

   They didn't find the next settlement until it was dark.

   "There is a house in front, so we can stay in it tonight." Fang Chang said.

  Because the villages and towns in the Western Regions are facing various threats—mainly wild animals—they often have soil enclosures outside, which may be called villages. The thorns in the desert are planted on the soil fence, and the poison on the thorns can paralyze animals and make wild animals stay away.

  This small village also has service facilities because caravans often settle there.

  Go to the plaque and look up, there are four characters written on it - "Xinhua Restaurant."

  Fang Chang: "???"

  But he was only slightly puzzled, so he took Sang Ziping in, planning to ask the owner about the reason for the name.

   Thank you Bailang Bulang for your reward

  (end of this chapter)