Chapter 136

"My name is Wulang. Thank you very much for saving my sister!"

After a bit of surprise and explanation, photon's brother took the other two youths to the ground, clenched their hands, knelt down to thank them, and buried their foreheads in the mud.

Vaguely more knowledgeable than photons, he knew the horror of this warrior.

At the same time, he was even more surprised by the splendor of Wu Ming's warrior clothes and the lack of family lines: "is he a ronin? Wild warrior? But this kind of power of one person is equivalent to more than ten people. I'm afraid any famous city leader will be happy to accept it. "

"Well, you've dealt with the bear and taken it to the village. I'll have a rest."

Wu Ming said rudely.

It was a matter of course for the superior to give orders to the inferior. Wulang did so immediately.

Three men carrying bears and photons leading the way.

When entering the village, there was no doubt that it attracted onlookers.

"It's the wind devil hall!"

"The wind devil hall has been taken!"

Waves of tenant farmers, and children, surrounded them from a distance, but they did not dare to come over, with awe in their eyes.

"My Lord, must be a powerful warrior? You see, that one was cut off at once... "

Someone said in awe.

"Maybe it's a swordsman who travels! It takes not only great physical strength, but also a good sword to kill the head with one sword! "

This is insightful. His eyes are fixed on Wu Ming's waist: "maybe it's a famous blade!"

Listening to these comments, the hunters who carried the bear were all excited. Wu Lang looked at Wu Ming's back and clenched his fists. He was determined.

"Famous Dao?"

Even though those people deliberately lowered their voice, they didn't deceive Wu Ming at all.

He found that he was more and more exaggerated under the rumors of the villagers outside.

Even the quality of this samurai sword around the waist can only be regarded as ordinary. It has the taste of transforming into a famous weapon with a famous blade.

"Well... Maybe you can be a famous sword in the future, such as" wind devil cut "and" black bear chop. "

When I came into the village just now, I saw that there were only one mu of paddy fields outside. There were simple bamboo and wood fences around the village. I immediately knew that it was not very peaceful here.

In other words, the whole world is not very peaceful, so we must protect ourselves.

"Wulang, take me to your house. It's time to have a meal."

Wu Ming seems to say it casually, but photon and Wulang are surprised: "this... Our family has no experience of serving adults..."

"No, that's it. This black bear needs your help to deal with it."

Wu Ming waved his hand firmly.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to go to a higher-level person's home. It's just that Wu Ming is a little guilty. It's better to go to this one first and get some information.

When they came to photon's home, they saw a couple of middle-aged couples with uneasiness in the promotion, as well as a few timid children, already kneeling at the door: "I've seen you!"

"Well, get up! This time, please, and the black bear, peel off the skin for me! "

Wu Ming pretended to put his hand into his arms. In fact, he took out a small piece of gold from tiangongjie: "reward you!"

"Thank you, my Lord!"

A few people again expressed their thanks in fear. They felt that the young warrior was really different.

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"My lord... Please use it!"

Photon kneels down in front of Wu Ming and puts down the wooden plate. On it are two snow-white rice balls, a plate of plums and a bowl of weizeng soup.

Wu Ming saw that there were only two salted plums, and the dish decorated with green leaves was speechless.

Of course, I also know that this family has done its best. I'm afraid that even if we celebrate the Chinese new year, we may not be able to eat this.

When I passed the kitchen just now, I saw that the children of this family were eating nothing but black food, like a mixture of wild vegetables and chaff, and I couldn't swallow it.

This is especially true when you see a few bright and eager eyes at the door.

"Photon, leave the weizeng soup, and give the rest to your brothers and sisters!"

"Also, let Wulang leave the bear's paw, bake it and send it to me!"

Wu Ming waved.

Gollum!

Photons clearly came the sound of swallowing, hesitated: "my lord..."

"Go

Wu Ming waved his hand depressed, and immediately saw the photons go out, surrounded by joyful laughter, and there was a faint voice: "such a white rice ball is not good to eat and clean, it's God's curse to drop a grain of rice!"

A moment later, the man of the family came in, his hands still rubbing the hem of his clothes uneasily: "sorry! I'm so sorry! Treat adults with such things

"No, I have something else I want to ask you!"

Wu Ming also no matter what he misunderstood, said directly, and asked something by the side.

"My lord... Please use it!"

After waiting for a long time, Wu Lang baked the bear's paw and sent it in with a red face.

"Well... It's really delicious!"

The bear's paw is the essence of the bear, the thickest and the most delicious taste. Although the seasoning is short, Wu Ming also bears it.

At this time, it's almost clear that the people of the cloud Kingdom, just like their previous lives, also keep their strange customs.

First of all, animals running on the ground, no matter what meat, can not eat! Because they believe that the meat is dirty. As long as they eat it, they will become animals in the afterlife.

Therefore, you can't eat mutton, chicken or duck. The only thing you can eat is fish!

And the more noble, the more harsh this aspect, even to the point of not eating fish, only eating white rice!

In their view, only rice is the food of the real class.

As for meat? In addition to fish, they are all eaten by the lower class, which is a very tearful habit.

Of course, as a result, the ruling upper class, the nobles, inevitably weakened, and the power began to transfer to the martial family, that is, the lower noble warrior group.

At this time, all the warriors were skilled in bowing and killing. They were first-class war machines and elite teeth soldiers.

Moreover, as a nobleman, he had privileges. When he saw him, he had to salute him. He could even find an excuse to kill him, such as "trying a new sword is not good.".

In this village, there is a samurai, who owns two hundred stone Zhixing (hereditary land), and is a powerful Chinese in the local area.

This 200 stone is the annual output of 200 stone rice, which is about 200 mu of land.

Oh, in the countryside of chuyun country, people are generally divided into three classes: Chinese people, civilian farmers, and savages.

Chinese people are those who hold certain power and force locally; Civilian farmers are genuine farmers; The savages, however, are those who refuse to accept the king's rule and flee to the mountains. They are often synonymous with thieves and even dare to hunt warriors.

"The small landlords of 200 mu are powerful local people..."

Wu Ming was very speechless: "according to this standard, Wujiabao has 2000 mu, which is a powerful family in the local area. If you count Wubao, maybe you still have a small name?"

This kind of rank made him think of the feudal knights in the western world.

Of course, the general low-level warriors, only a few hundred acres of knowledge, far less than the knight manor, but it is equivalent to the knight's retinue.

As for intermediate knights, they are similar to Western knights.

"Well, Wulang, you are a good craftsman! Peel off the skin of the bear and give me the rest of the meat. I'll give it to you! "

Of course, at this time, Wu Ming is just a ronin warrior. Eating some meat is nothing. Although it's still surprising, it's within the scope of acceptance.

"Thank you, my Lord!"

Even if it is a hunter, it is not easy to hit such prey.

After all, it's hundreds of Jin of meat! Not only Wulang, but also his father immediately gave thanks.

"Well... I want to sell the bearskin. Where is the nearest city and commercial town?"

Wu Ming asked casually.

"The nearest city? That's the marshland city of Yamada's family... Sometimes Wulang also sends the fur to the merchants! "

That's what the man said.

From the conversation just now, Wu Ming knows that this Shantian family is the big landlord who rules here. Maybe it can be regarded as a local name?

"Wulang, in your opinion, how much is the bearskin worth?"

"My Lord, I think it's worth at least 20 Guan!"

There are also copper coins here. One coin is one Wen, and one thousand Wen is consistent. As a rule, it is equivalent to one or two silver judgments.

Of course, because Fusang silver is less and gold is more, most of the time, gold is still used as the currency for large transactions.

"Very good. I'd like to invite Wulang to take me to the marshland city. I don't know if he can?"

Wu Ming said that he did not need to sell furs because of his gold and silver reserves.

But this is not to make money, but to spread the reputation. Anyway, there are so many wanderers and swordsmen that it is impossible to attract attention immediately.

"Well, the most urgent thing is to give yourself a surname..."

Wu Ming thought a little depressed.

It doesn't matter whether it's a wild warrior or a ronin swordsman who has lost his master's family, but he can't do without his own surname, otherwise he will become a pariah.

Moreover, it must be a localized name, otherwise the reputation will spread, and it will be known by the hostile reincarnation, which is the lowest mistake!

"Oh... It's a bit of trouble..."

Since he is a noble and privileged class, he must have something to look up, such as genealogy, but he can't make it up.

Wu Ming was distressed: "do you want to be a foreign warrior? There's also a risk... Or is it just a legal position? In this world full of demons and ghosts, the status of mages should be very high, right

Wu Ming's heart was turning rapidly. Of course, on the surface, Wu Ming was still very quiet. Wu Lang secretly envied Wu Ming for his martial arts demeanor, but he was also dejected（ (to be continued.)