This warehouse area has become Qingyang's busy industrial and commercial area, and it is also the face that has witnessed Qingyang's decline and re-emergence. Every time Wu Feng goes out for inspections, he makes this place his first choice. From here, you can see what is hottest. Sales, where the most businessmen come from, this is a window to understand the northwest, Wu Feng has always thought so.
The carriage stopped knowingly. Wu Feng sat quietly in the carriage and observed the busy traffic outside the window. He had no idea of such an ordinary carriage. Huge curtains were pulled up from both sides of the street, which was enough to resist the blazing sunshine, but the sultry heat The weather is still making the business travelers coming and going here sweat. The businessmen from all over the mainland are talking in half-baked Tang, Tianfang, Raniya and even Hu. Their different styles of clothing make people feel like they are walking. Entered the International Clothing Expo.
This area is the trading area for light industrial products such as wool, cotton, silk, and linen. Large transactions have already been negotiated in shops or restaurants. This is just a shipping place, but Wu Feng likes to hang out here the most. , he likes to experience the sense of accomplishment brought by the flow of goods in and out here. This is his city, a city created with hard work with hands, feet, blood and sweat. This is something that cannot be replaced by anything in his heart.
When Ling Tianfang proposed that he could abandon the Western Regions, Northern Luzon and even the Northwest if necessary, as long as he could concentrate his efforts to establish a foothold in the Central Plains, he did not hesitate to reject the opinion of his chief staff officer. Although his suggestion was not unreasonable, No matter what, he couldn't accept it, even if it cost him more and took more time. A person may have to give up many things in pursuit of interests, but there are always some things in his heart that he can never give up.
Wu Feng seemed to be caught up in some kind of thoughts. He suddenly discovered that he was actually a very conservative person at heart. Even if he had many things that he needed to give up intellectually, he was unwilling to give up, just like maybe he would never be able to give up these things. It's the same thing that he once owned, which can always bring back a pleasant memory to him. This shortcoming is something he doesn't want to change.
It seemed that they knew that their master had fallen into a certain state, and the guards around the carriage also knew that no one could disturb him. It was not until the two convoys missed the carriage and were blocked by Wu Feng's carriage that the noise from behind stopped Wu Feng. woke up with a start. The two groups of merchants refused to give way to each other because they were in the wrong carriage. Although they were a little dissatisfied when they saw Wu Feng's carriage occupying the road, they saw that the several big men surrounding the carriage were dressed in ordinary clothes, but they were all looking at each other. It was obvious that they were not taking it easy. The businessmen's vision was sharper than anyone else's, so they just quarreled with each other, but they did not dare to step forward and ask the Wufeng carriage to move.
Wu Feng, who woke up from his meditation, shook his head, greeted the guards and was about to leave, but a familiar voice suddenly came into his ears: "Why do you want us to retreat? Are you Tanghe people so unreasonable? It's clearly the front That car is blocking the road, why don’t you let that car move out of the way so that it’s more convenient for everyone.”
This was a pure Ranian language with a slight accent from the northern part of the Hansen Alliance. As if being struck by lightning, Wu Feng's body suddenly stiffened. Who is it? Whose voice is this? Why do I feel so familiar but can't remember it? Faces are like pictures flying by in Wu Feng's mind, and finally a battle is fixed in Wu Feng's mind.
"Stop!" Wu Feng couldn't hold it back any longer and roared. Then, regardless of the shock, he pushed open the door and jumped out of the carriage before the newly started car had stopped. The guards around him were so panicked that they hurriedly came up to them and pressed the button. Holding the sword, he looked around, thinking something had happened. Only then did Wu Feng realize that he had lost his composure, and he quickly coughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I just suddenly wanted to come down and take a look."
"But sir, there are too many people here and I'm afraid that I might be in danger." The leader of the security team took a look around and found that although no one recognized Lord Jiedushi yet, some people were already paying attention here. , hurriedly added.
"It doesn't matter. I don't think anyone knows when we come out this time. We can't just kill anyone we meet, right?" Wu Feng didn't want to get entangled anymore and said flatly, "I'll go take a look in front."
Before the guards could react, Wu Feng had already pushed aside the crowd and walked straight towards the two convoys jammed behind the carriage. As he walked, he said: "Let the carriage leave first and wait for us in front."
There was a quarrel between the two convoys due to the jam of Wufeng's carriage. The three men and one woman knew at a glance that they were outsiders from the Western Continent. There was also a Tang man next to him, who was probably a shipping merchant. There were also several people on the other side, probably. Prepare to go to the warehouse for shipment.
A familiar figure came into view. Sure enough, it was him. I haven't seen him for many years. Wu Feng took a long breath to suppress the excitement in his heart. The guard next to him also noticed the abnormality in Wu Feng's expression and rushed to the front with some confusion. Standing in front of Wu Feng, he looked at the few people arguing in front of him. After careful observation, he found nothing unusual. They were just ordinary businessmen. If there was anything special, it was just a few from the West. It's not surprising that they are just white merchants from the mainland. It can be said that there are many merchants from the western continent in Qingyang City. Is this worthy of your concern? A guard also carefully inspected the goods he was pulling. They were just ordinary porcelain and silk, and there was nothing unusual about them. Could it be that the adults have fallen in love with white women? Some of the Konoe had even begun to suspect that although the white woman was pretty, she was not as beautiful as any other country. She seemed to be inferior to the other hostesses in the Lord's mansion. All the messy thoughts were floating in the minds of the Konoe.
Neither of the two parties in the quarrel noticed the arrival of Wu Feng and his entourage, but someone noticed the departure of Wu Feng's carriage, "Okay, okay, the carriage in front has left. Let's just walk our separate ways. Businessmen, don't ask for money." gas."
They are all businessmen, and of course they will not argue over such trivial matters. The convoy in front moved slowly, and Wu Feng quietly approached the three people who were about to follow the carriage carrying people.
"Plovlan!" The pure Ranyan language and slightly pleasant voice shocked the whole body of the blond young man who had just helped the woman next to him get into the car. The voice was quite familiar, but it seemed a little strange, and he couldn't remember it for a moment. Whose voice is this. Suddenly stunned, as if remembering something, the blond young man turned his head to look, and saw a young man with a gentle smile, Yuan Liyue Zhiban, standing behind him.
"Kafenitz?! Oh, my Father God, it's really you, why are you here?" He was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth. The handsome face of the blond young man was filled with a smile of surprise, and he suddenly welcomed He came up and hugged Wu Feng tightly, "Where have you been all these years? Why didn't you even bring us a letter back?"
"Haha, where else can I go? If I don't know my hometown, just like you, don't you have to go back to your hometown? You can't stay in school for the rest of your life, right? I don't want to be a teacher in school for the rest of my life. ." The life during the school days is like an unfolding scroll. Scenes pass by before my eyes. Ten years pass in the blink of an eye. How many decades can life last? Wu Feng was deeply touched by the other party and after a warm hug, he held the other party's hand tightly and said enthusiastically: "What's the matter? Why do you suddenly think of taking a walk on the Eastern Continent? So leisurely, Plovlan, it seems You’re doing well.”
The blond young man was also inexplicably happy. He didn't expect that after traveling thousands of miles away, he would actually meet a companion in a foreign land who had been separated for ten years when he was a boy. How could he not be happy about this
"Hey, you are so mean. Didn't you agree that even if you don't go back to school, you will have someone bring us a message? You just disappeared without a trace, which made a bunch of friends very disappointed." The blond The young man said and pushed Wu Feng hard again, with a warm and bright smile on his face, "I am back to China now. This time I am accompanying my fiancée's uncle to take up his post in the Principality of Meili. He is a diplomat of our country who lives in the Principality of Meili. , Commercial Counselor, I have long admired the prosperity and prosperity of the Tanghe Empire, so I made a special detour to have a look."
"Oh, okay, don't say so much, let's go. I'm the host today. Since I'm here, I have to rest here for a few days. I also want to do my best to be a landlord. We have not seen each other for ten years, and I will never see you again. I don’t have a chance to go back, and I don’t know what is going on with my old classmates. I finally saw one today, but I can’t let you run away casually.” Wu Feng took the other person’s arm and said with high spirits: “Today we are still Follow the school’s rules and you won’t come home until you’re drunk!”
"Oh, Kafenitz, I can't bear it. You know that I can't drink well. I heard that you Tanghe people are very drunk. Don't let me make a fool of myself in front of my fiancée and his uncle." The blond young man shook his head when he heard this, and said with a guilty conscience: "By the way, I forgot to introduce it to you."
Before he finished speaking, an old and deep voice came from the carriage: "Plovlan, what's wrong? Did something happen?"
"No, I met a former classmate. His home is here." The blond young man seemed to have great respect for his fiancée's uncle and said respectfully: "He invited me to meet him. He I also want to get to know you."
"Oh? Your classmates?" The old voice in the carriage was also a little surprised, obviously not understanding how his nephew could have any classmates on the territory of the Tanghe Empire.
"Yes, Mr. Mengkadi, he was a good friend of mine when I was at Heidelberg University." The blond young man explained with a smile. A thin head also stretched out from the car door, and he glanced at Wu Feng, who was standing in front of the blond young man. Nodding, he slowly got out of the car.