Chapter 944: The Hero Saves the Beauty

In the space, there are spices that were very scarce or even non-existent in ancient times, such as cumin, pepper, Sichuan pepper, star anise, fennel, cinnamon, etc. that you grow yourself. It will be so great to use them to roast lamb or have mutton hotpot!

By the way, there are more than a hundred shabu-shabu hotpots in the space. She just brought them back from the blacksmith shop a few days ago and planned to sell them in the supermarket. Now they can be taken to the Northern Frontier. She hopes that the old prince can have hotpot with the soldiers.

It's a pity that the villagers have been busy building their homes and growing crops, fruits, vegetables and medicinal herbs over the past year and have not had time to burn much smokeless charcoal. Otherwise, she could have brought out more. The soldiers in the northern border would definitely need it.

I had no choice but to buy whatever I saw on the road, and I also stocked up a lot of firewood and charcoal along the way.

Now, she can buy as many sheep as she can. There is plenty of gold and silver in the space anyway. The national treasury and the emperor's private treasury have been emptied by her. Who in the whole of Dai Yue is richer than her?

By the way, speaking of the national treasury and the emperor’s private treasury, Qiao Ran remembered that there were still a lot of fine wines in them.

How could the wine presented as tribute to the emperor be bad?

Instead of letting the pampered royal family members and officials in the capital waste these fine wines, it would be better to use them to reward the soldiers who are working hard to guard the border.

In the cold winter, hot pot and fine wine are a perfect match!

Qiao Ran and Mo Beihan entered the city, asked passers-by, and without wasting time, went directly to the North City where livestock were sold.

However, to get from the South City Gate to the North City, you still have to cross most of the city, but you will also have to exit from the North City Gate and continue heading north.

This is a very busy little town. Perhaps because it is market day, there are a lot of people walking on the streets.

The two men led the horses through the bustling streets and were about to arrive in Taipei.

Suddenly, a girl in white linen rushed out from the roadside and knelt down at Mo Beihan's feet with a plop.

If he hadn't pulled the horse in time, the horse's front hoof would have stepped on the girl.

"Sir, help me! Please, please save me! I am willing to sell myself to you and be your slave. Please save me!"

The girl seemed unaware of the danger. She kowtowed desperately and shouted for help repeatedly.

Behind her, a well-dressed young man with four or five servants was walking slowly towards her.

The young man was holding a paper fan in the bleak autumn weather. He fanned himself elegantly twice and said frivolously:

"Xiao Chuntao, why are you running away? Isn't it good to follow me and enjoy the good life? Do you think there is anyone in Qingyang City who dares to snatch my woman?"

Hearing the young man's voice, the girl named Xiao Chuntao trembled in fear, and cried bitterly, about to reach out to pull Mo Beihan's trouser legs, her voice trembling so much that it made people feel pity:

"Sir, please be kind and take me with you! I am willing to serve you like a slave for the rest of my life! Please buy me! Please!"

The pedestrians around stopped and looked over here, wanting to appreciate the scene of a hero saving a beauty with great interest.

However, their wishes were destined to fail.

The handsome young man had a cold face and didn't even look at the girl who was kneeling on the ground and crying tenderly. He just raised his hand and gently brushed the girl aside like garbage.

The girl didn't even touch the edge of the young man's clothes, but slammed into a roadside stall, smashing the grocery stall into a mess.

"Ah! It hurts!"

The girl screamed, and then let out a delicate cry of pain.