Chapter 379 [There is a Mr. Nangong in the stockade]
After walking into the mountains, Fang Chang knew why this place was called "poor mountains and bad waters".
Because he can clearly feel that the aura in these mountains is very low and the aura is thin, even far inferior to the small towns in the Central Plains.
Therefore, the scenery inside is not good. Whether it is rocks or vegetation, it looks good alone, but it always feels awkward when combined. No wonder this place is called "wilderness".
After crossing over a hundred peaks, the mountains gradually became populated.
Those are the "barbarians" that Chen Yuan said.
They are all human beings, and their race is the same as outside the mountain, but the customs are indeed quite different from those outside. They are often poorly dressed, but fortunately the weather here is warm, which is not particularly unbearable. Even those from a slightly better family background who can buy clothes tend to like bright colors, and their shapes are also different from those in the Central Plains.
They are active in the mountains, or they take advantage of the winter to continue to tend the small fields in the mountains - digging the bottom mud, transporting water to soak the fields, rebuilding the stones in the paddy fields, repairing cofferdams, weeding and turning the sun, while continuing to work **** the hillsides, Just to expand the field by a foot or two;
Either hunting, gathering, collecting and capturing edible animals and plants in resource-poor mountains, as well as medicinal materials, minerals, furs, etc. that can be used and sold. It is estimated that in spring, they will also pick tea from the rows of tea trees on the ridge.
That's right, even in this wild place, Fang Chang saw some traveling merchants coming to buy some things, but they all used the method of barter, taking iron utensils, salt and the like, and buying them from the barbarians at a very high exchange rate. In exchange for materials in their hands, in order to earn a not-so-low price difference.
Fortunately, the language here is homonymous, which does not affect communication.
"Eh?"
Turning out of the cracks in the rocks on the mountainside, Fang Chang suddenly saw a certain place in front of him, and there was an idea slowly gathering, and there was a meteor rolling in the sky above, as if it coincided with a densely populated place.
Maybe a mountain village?
However, the clever movement here is a bit unusual for a person like Fang Chang who has practiced himself. The spiritual energy there is gathering, and it also has a state of slowly growing from nothing.
This situation is somewhat rare in the records.
Fang Chang became interested, and slightly deviated from the forward direction, walking towards that side.
Sure enough, it was a populated place. After climbing over two hills, Fang Chang found a barbarian village.
The scale is really small, and it can only be called a small town. Although there is a thin stone wall for defense around it, but judging by the number of houses, it is only the size of a few small villages, not even as large as the slightly larger villages in the Central Plains. Of course, in this In this wild land, this place can already be considered prosperous.
"Where are the guests coming from? Come in please come in."
There was a barbarian warrior guarding the door. He wore only a few narrow skins and a necklace of animal teeth around his neck. He was dark-skinned, thin and bony, but had neat teeth and facial features. A turban was wrapped around his head. A heavy iron knife was slung around his waist.
Because of Fang Chang's own closeness, even if he is a stranger with a sharp weapon on his back, he is still warmly received by the gatekeeper.
"I just came in to take a look." Fang Chang smiled, then walked through the gate of the village and entered the small village.
The buildings inside are not planned, and the distribution is very random.
Now is the daytime and it is getting warmer. There are not many people in the village, and even the ones left are busy all the time.
After all, the poor waters and poor mountains in the wild areas are poor in products. Compared with the Central Plains where the fertile soil is everywhere, it takes more effort to survive here. In addition to survival, there is often not much energy to think about other things, so in the shorter life of human beings here than in the Central Plains, most of the energy is used to fight against the terrible nature.
However, Fang Chang quickly found something different here.
The sound of reading.
To be more precise, it is the voice of reading aloud the popular elementary books in the Central Plains.
And it doesn't sound very old, it's kids.
This is really a strange thing in a small cottage in a wild area. Moreover, Fang Chang used his ability to watch Qi, and he could clearly see that the place where the clouds gather here is just ahead.
Curiosity increased in Fang Chang's heart. He has always been a person who thinks about it, so he walked over.
Walk to the source of the sound, which is the largest building in the village.
Judging from the location, it should be a meeting hall or something, but for the Shanzhai, the biggest thing on weekdays is food, clothing and housing. Except for major festivals such as the New Year Festival, it is not used here.
The temperature in the south is very high, so people here like drafts, and the doors and windows are open all year round.
Fang Chang pondered, this should be because such ventilation at all times can greatly reduce mold and maintain indoor air quality, which can better maintain health. It is an effective experience summed up by working people in their lives.
However, this also made the issue of airtightness not considered much when the chamber was built.
It seems that the only consideration is how to make it more spacious and taller. This meeting hall is supported on the hillside with more than a dozen thick bamboos. The wide open front door in front of it is just a hole, without even a doorpost or door leaf, so you can see everything from the outside to the inside.
So Fang Chang saw inside, there were several rows of tables and chairs, obviously children from the village, sitting neatly behind the tables, with a few split bamboos and some charcoal blocks in front of them.
The highest place inside, which should have been the position of the "top spot", was emptied and placed a desk, and there was a small two-foot-square wooden board supported on a bamboo shelf behind it. The surface of the wooden board was covered with handwriting, and a person was holding a bamboo branch, pointing to the words on it, leading the children below to recite sentence by sentence.
Turned out to be a practitioner!
Fang Chang can clearly see the spiritual fluctuations on the other party, which represent a high level of cultivation, and he can also see the brilliance of his merits and virtues.
The practitioner who is giving a lecture has the appearance of a scholar, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a bold nose and a wide mouth. He is as handsome as Fang Chang. He used bamboo as a hairpin, tied his hair tightly on the top of his head, wore straw sandals, and wore a soap-colored cotton robe, and carried a small bamboo bookcase with him.
Seeing that the class was being taught inside, Fang Chang did not interrupt, but slowly left the front.
He looked around, randomly found a woman in the village and asked:
"This girl invited me. I don't know who is giving a lecture here? When will it end?"
It seems that the temperature here is a problem, and at the same time, in order to save fabrics, although the women in the barbaric area have all the clothes, they are often shorter and show their waists, which is quite post-modern. When the other party heard Fang Chang's question, he didn't take it seriously, and replied casually:
"Inside? That's the original Mr. Nangong from it."
(end of this chapter)