There is an old saying: "Those who are connected to the capital have Juyongguan, and the road to Juyongguan must be the crow of the chicken." The Jimiao Post and Tumu Fort 60 miles away are mutually supportive, and Yulin has become the three major passes to protect the capital.

Yang Ling and Han Youniang moved out of the mountain nest and first visited the father-in-law who had never met his face. Coincidentally, Mr. Han took his son to the mountain to hunt and had not come back yet. Han Youniang knew that the snow had closed the mountain, and her father would not come back for less than ten days and half a month after going to the deep forest. So she told the neighbors about the news of moving to the city and came to Jimingyi with Yang Ling.

In Yang Ling's memory, I only heard of the name of Tumu Fort. I remember that an emperor of the Ming Dynasty led an army of 500,000 and was defeated by the leader of the Ola. He became a rare unlucky emperor in history who was captured alive. This knowledge was only known by Liang Yusheng's "Pingzhi Xiaying".

In his impression, the only places like Xuande and Datong that could be called the city were probably Xuande and Datong. Only when he really wanted to get up, he realized how inconvenient the transportation was at that time. Although Jimingyi was a small town, there were all kinds of shops, pawn shops, oil shops, tea shops, and restaurants.

This is the throat of the capital and the northwest. It has developed commerce and convenient transportation, so it is also very prosperous.

Yang Ling and Han Youniang rented a small room in Jiangjia Youfang. The house and real estate were gone, and only ten taels of silver were on their bodies. How could Han Youniang sit and spend the rest of the money, so she did some sewing work in the tailor shop on the street.

Yang Ling also wanted to go out and see if there was any way to make a fortune. Even if he was not good, he had to find a job and let a 15-year-old girl support him. He really couldn't feel at ease, but Han Youniang insisted on not wanting to study hard at home. Yang Ling had no choice but to agree and sneaked out and wander around while she was not around.

Where are the places suitable for his job in the post office, carriages, pawn shops, temples, and other places? Yang Ling racked his brains and couldn't think of any way to make a fortune. After walking around for a long time, he looked up and saw a small wine shop. He went in and cut three taels of beef and a small pot of shochu. He tasted the taste. The pure grain-made fermented shochu tasted better than the good wine he had drunk in a big hotel for a hundred yuan per bottle. Even if it was not good, poor Yang Ling didn't know how to make wine.

Alas, when I read the novel, those people traveled through time and space and wanted to make a fortune, so some people rushed to give away money. The emperor immediately cried and begged him to be an official. If you want to see a beautiful woman, you can meet a beautiful woman who can meet a couple of children. Am I too cowardly?

Yang Ling had no choice but to finish the wine, paid 7 cents, walked out of the tavern, and walked depressedly on the snow with his sleeves, stepping on the snow, creaking and creaking. This city is actually very prosperous and has a large population movement, but you must not imagine it with the current situation of shopping shoulder to shoulder. There were definitely not so many people at that time.

So this relatively prosperous street with shops is actually just a few scattered stars, not many. There was a sudden sound of horse hooves behind him. Yang Ling, who was used to giving way when he heard the trumpet, seemed to be unaware of it, and was still walking in the middle of the road. Suddenly, his right shoulder was scraped vigorously by something, and his body staggered forward and almost fell to the ground.

He stood firm and turned his head to look. A big maroon-red horse stood beside him with a sniff, and immediately heard a sarcastic shout: "You have deaf ears?"

"Huh? Is it still right to hit someone?" Yang Ling rushed up and looked immediately. The leather hood raised his ears and revealed a pink, bright and charming face. The soft and curved eyebrows were lighter near the eyebrows, but it was dark and thick behind. Under his bright eyes, there was a greasy nose as jade as fat, and a rosy cherry mouth.

Yang Ling couldn't help but lit up his eyes and said that the beauty was the first beauty he met after he arrived in ancient times. Her eyebrows, eyes, facial features, and cherry lips were all charming. She was the real feminine charm. She was only fourteen or five years old, and she was already a beauty. What if she was older, that would be better?

Although the young lady is a beautiful girl, her eyebrows are more heroic, and her facial features are not as charming as hers. The temperament of a simple mountain girl in the mountains is even more incomparable to that of such graceful and noble girl. Seeing the charming eyes on the girl's face, people can understand what the so-called vixen should look like.

She was wearing men's clothing, covered with a water lake green cloak, and a pair of deer-skin half-boots were exposed below. Her eyebrows were raised and she shouted to Yang Ling angrily. Seeing him turn around, wearing a navy blue cotton robe and a green long robe, she was tall. Although her face was gentle and elegant, her facial features were quite handsome. The most important thing was that her eyes were quite vivid and she was quite pleasing to the eyes. The anger on her face suddenly became a little restrained.

"Wow", a man next to him was obviously not as good as this beautiful girl. He suddenly lifted the horse's reins, raised his head and neighed Xi Yuyu, and the horse's hooves made the snow splash. He owed his butt, stabilized his body, and shouted loudly: "What's wrong, girl, hey, you blind boy, but have you bumped into my sister?"

This guy is strong enough. He is wearing a large-collared jacket and a purple felt hat. He is about the early twenties, has bronze skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is majestic. His face is full of arrogance and looks strong and strong. He said as he rushed up, and raised the whip in his hand and hit Yang Ling with a "swoosh".

The man was extremely violent when he said that, Yang Ling couldn't avoid it, for fear that the whip would be plucked by the whip, so he subconsciously raised his hand to block his face. The girl leaned forward, and the horse whip in her right hand shook forward, and the whip tip shot out straight like a line, wrapping around her brother's whip and pulling it backwards, and the whip didn't pluck it down.

The girl giggled, held her legs and approached Yang Ling's side, and said with a smile: "Forget it, brother, I see that she is a scholar. How can she bear your whip with her fine skin and tender flesh? Hey, scholar, don't be scared, I will let you go, hahaha." Her voice was so sweet that she was very pleasant, and she said with some kind laughter.

Yang Ling put down his hand and looked up at her beautiful face. Her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom. With Yang Ling's experience of 9 generations and countless beauties in the video, she was actually shocked by this naturally charming little beauty.

The girl's bright eyes were very rich. She seemed to have seen the stunning expression of a man when she first met her. When she saw Yang Ling, she also admired her eyes, but she did not show the disgusting lustful and greedy expressions of those men. A smile couldn't help but float in her eyes. She stared at him deeply, turned to the man and said, "Brother, let's go, you still have to buy gifts." As she said, she held the horse's belly with her legs and smiled at Yang Ling, "Scholar give way, don't hit you again." Amid her giggling giggles, the red horse swept past. The girl's riding skills were really amazing.

As the pretty figure passed by, Yang Ling smelled a faint, intoxicating fragrance with a very high level of taste.

The strong man as strong as a leopard stared at Yang Ling and snorted heavily, and followed his sister. Yang Ling was neither a brave man nor a good capital for a brave man. He smiled faintly, and when he saw the two of them running away, he continued to walk forward slowly.

Yang Ling entered the store when he saw it and wandered around casually, trying to create some sparks of wisdom to make money. Unfortunately, he really couldn't think of anything suitable for the ancients. With his current technological capabilities, he happened to know that he could apply it. Finally, he thought of a candied haws and saw two old men carrying candied haws standing on the corner of the street.

Yang Ling thought sadly: "I don't know that the mutton skewers from the Western Regions have not been passed on to the Central Plains. If they didn't have it, it would be the only one who could make a fortune. But even if they sell skewers, how can they make a fortune? The ancients' food style is far better than the need for taste, otherwise the word "color, fragrance, and taste" of the food would not be the first.

Think about it, even in his own era, mutton skewers were not considered a place to be elegant. People with status drink and interact, who would make a few skewers to eat? If you don’t have money, you ask them to spend a penny to eat a few skewers, but you’re afraid that they won’t be willing to let them go.

Thinking about wearing a long blue and white striped gown and a fake beard standing next to a smoky iron rack, rolling his tongue and pretending to be a Uyghur to attract customers, while grilling meat skewers, Han Youniang sat behind with bamboo sticks and skewed dead rat meat, Yang Ling couldn't help but fight a cold war: Can you make a fortune in this era by relying on this? I don't believe it if I beat you to death.

Walking helplessly, Yang Ling walked in at a musical instrument shop. He saw that the brother and sister were standing inside just now. When he saw someone coming in, the girl looked back. It would be inconvenient for Yang Ling to quit, otherwise he would be ridiculed for being timid and afraid of things.

The girl had already removed the tulle on her head, and had a pretty face that was good for joy and anger. Her eyebrows and eyes were as beautiful as picturesque, and she seemed to be moving. She had three buns on her head. She turned her head and saw that it was him. The girl couldn't help but smile and turned her head to wipe the guqin on the desk.

Yang Ling didn't know musical instruments, but it was not convenient for him to turn around and leave when he saw him, so he pretended to pick up a flute and looked at the girl, but his eyes couldn't help but look at him quietly.

The girl was looking down at the piano, looking at the piano, and the piano was indeed a fine product among the piano, antique, with a luster that looks like gold but not gold, with exquisite patterns, and the materials used were the best ancient paulownia wood.

The girl's eyes showed a look of surprise, and she stretched out her slender jade fingers, buckled her strings lightly, and a pleasant notes suddenly came from the room. "Haha, the tone is good," the girl said happily, and her single finger buckled and picked the first string, and the majestic and tragic notes filled the room.

"Good piano, boss, how much does this piano cost?" The boss in his sixties said with a sneer on his face: "Miss, I have good eyesight. This piano is an antique from the previous dynasty. If you like it, take it away twenty taels of silver."
Chapter completed!