At the beginning, his wife came to him, and he became rich by selling kidney treasures.

"Okay, five ounces of coarse salt is five ounces of coarse salt."

The Hu man who was carrying Ren Hao threw him to the ground, and murmured in dissatisfaction in his heart, thinking that he was really getting a good deal as a black businessman.

The boss first took out a small scale from his sleeve, and then ordered his attendant beside him: "Ma Min, go get five taels of coarse salt."

"Okay sir."

The Wei man, who was wearing Hu clothing and speaking nonsense, nodded, grabbed a handful of granular coarse salt from the bag beside him, and sprinkled it on the scale, which was exactly five taels.

The boss took out a small piece of linen, wrapped the coarse salt in it and handed it to the Hu man.

"Lock him up for me." The boss pointed at Ren Hao lying on the ground.

The attendant named Ma Min nodded, and swiftly carried Ren Hao to the end of the Wei army's team, and locked Ren Hao's wrists with iron handcuffs tied to the iron chain.

This Wei team was also divided into levels. The craftsmen were locked at the front and were watched the most closely, followed by the strong laborers, and finally the young people who looked frail, or some elderly men.

After locking Ren Hao up, Zhao Mu picked up some sand and kept throwing it at him until Ren Hao opened his eyes.

Ren Hao found that his wrists were locked. He struggled emotionally and shouted, "You...what did you do to me? Do you know..."

Before Ren Hao could finish saying "Who am I", he was responded by being slapped by a whip.

Ren Hao could only helplessly protect his body, twisting left and right.

After a few lashes, Ma Min said, "I don't care who you were before or what you did, but now you are a slave bought by our master. If you want to suffer less physical pain, just be obedient to me."

Ren Hao was not only dishonest, but also asked arrogantly: "As a Wei person, you actually work hard for the Hu people, and in turn help the Hu people to capture your compatriots. Is your conscience fed to the dogs?"

But it was the whip in Ma Min's hand that responded to Ren Hao.

These whips made Ren Hao grimace in pain.

The old man tied in front of Ren Hao turned around and said, "Little brother, don't tell him about conscience or bad conscience. They are just dogs raised by the barbarians."

A wolfhound?

Ren Hao couldn't help but be stunned. What kind of metaphor was this?

The old man told Ren Hao that the reason they were called wolfhounds was because they were a hybrid between the Hu people and the Wei people. They were not well received among the Wei people, so they colluded with the Hu merchants and did all kinds of evil things.

This group of Wei people were all from the same village. He was deceived by the Ma people and told that he was going to do business, but as soon as he opened the door, he was robbed by the Hu people.

"This is really outrageous. Does the head of your village just leave them alone? Or is there no Wei army stationed in your village?" Ren Hao asked with a frown.

"Um, this..." The old man's face suddenly turned red and he sighed.

When Ren Hao saw the old man's regretful expression, he immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that he was the village chief.

"You know that the Hu merchants are bad people, but you still want to open the village gate to do business with them. What are you thinking? Could it be that the horse people gave you a lot of benefits?"

"Oh, let's stop talking." The old man waved his hands, and it was obvious that Ren Hao guessed right.

He did accept the one or two ounces of gold given by the Ma people and was bewitched by them to open the village gate.

Although there were more than a dozen Wei soldiers stationed in the village, they were all dazed by the wine sent by Ma Min, so they had no ability to resist.

The dozen or so Wei soldiers were also in this team, right in the middle of it.

Ding ding ding.

When a bell rang, the two camels at the front of the team began to walk slowly, and Ren Hao was forced to follow because of the pulling force generated by the entire team.

While they were walking, the Hu visitors would occasionally ride back on horseback to patrol the area in order to prevent anyone from making a move and escaping.

"Old captain, where will we be sold in the end?" Ren Hao asked the old man in front of him.

"Minglan Country." said the old pavilion chief.

Minglan Country?

Ren Hao couldn't help but be startled, and then asked: "Old Pavilion Chief, are you sure it's Minglan Country?"

"Yes, I understand some Hu language. The Hu merchant riding on the camel told my subordinates about this before. The Minglan Kingdom is now buying up ironware and recruiting warriors in preparation for a war with Wudun Chanyu." The old pavilion chief affirmed.

"Fight? Did you translate it wrong?" Ren Hao looked at the old pavilion chief with a suspicious look, and then continued: "If I remember correctly, isn't Princess Rouyue of Minglan going to marry Wudun Chanyu? Since Wudun Chanyu wants to marry Princess Rouyue, why not just curry favor with your father-in-law instead of sending troops to fight him?"

"If Princess Rouyue was truly willing to marry Wudun Chanyu, would Wudun Chanyu personally lead 100,000 cavalrymen to attack Minglan?"

“I heard that Princess Rouyue took the opportunity of marrying Wudun Chanyu to elope with the prince of a small country. This made Wudun Chanyu furious and he wanted to kill Minglan.” The old pavilion chief rolled his eyes at Ren Hao and told him the gossip he knew.

"Well, this rumor is really outrageous." Ren Hao was speechless.

If Princess Rouyue really disregarded Minglan's life or death and eloped with a prince of a small country, she would not have been caught by Linyi, and she would not have been bought back by herself by accident in the end.

However, this Hu merchant's destination is Minglan, so she can still be saved.

After all, while I asked Huili Xueshi Huan to secretly protect Su Ergou, I also asked the two of them to escort Princess Rouyue back to Minglan. As long as I can find them in Minglan when the time comes, or they can find me by chance, everything will be solved.

Just as Ren Hao was secretly calculating in his mind, the whole sky suddenly became gloomy and dark, and the desert, which was originally scorching hot and burning his feet, became a little cooler.

"Is it going to rain?" Ren Hao raised his head and glanced at the darkening sky. The Wei people in the team squatted on the ground and started digging holes as usual.

Ren Hao thought that the pit was dug to collect rain.

But the old pavilion chief turned around, rolled his eyes at Ren Hao and said, "Raining? Do you really think God is so kind? If you don't want to die, quickly learn how to dig a hole with me."

"plane……"

Before Ren Hao could say the word "pit" in confusion, he heard a gust of violent dust blowing towards here.

Ren Hao quickly squatted down and started digging a hole like the old pavilion chief and the others, hiding himself in the pit to protect himself from the huge sandstorm that was about to sweep in.

Digging a hole is a technical job. If you dig too deep, it will become your own grave. If you dig too shallow, it will be useless. You have to dig it just right, neither too deep nor too shallow.