I make a living solving crimes.

From Liao County to Ping County, they have to return to Xingtai, take the Beijing-Guangzhou Line south, and then get off in Changsha.

Fortunately, the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge was completed and opened to traffic last year.

Wuhan City, Yangtze River Bridge.

The mayor’s name is not Jiang Daqiao.

On the way back after dinner, Zhang Long was still sharing his reading experience. What he said this time was so shocking that Zhao Hu couldn't believe it.

"After the Battle of Guandu, Yuan Shao vomited blood. The book says that he later died of illness. According to my research, he probably didn't die, but felt that there was no hope in fighting for the Central Plains, so he fled far away."

"Then where did he go?"

"I think he may have gone west, and may have even encountered the northern Huns who were migrating westward, and completely defeated them, liberating Europe from the Huns."

Not only Zhao Hu and Shi Ge, but even Chang Wei's jaw dropped at this argument.

Yuan Shao couldn't defeat Cao Cao, so he bullied the Huns?

Well, with the fighting power of the Han Dynasty, even at the end of the Han Dynasty, it would be no problem to beat the Huns.

But how do you know he made it to Europe?

And liberate Europe...

This is a great word!

Zhang Long looked around proudly, raised his head slightly to look at the sky, and sighed: "The Xiongnu were brutal, burning, killing and looting in Europe, and were destroyed by Yuan Shao Yuan Benchu. In order to commemorate him, Europeans called the zero degree longitude the prime meridian."

prime meridian......

Zhao Hu and Shi Ge had heard of this name before, but they never knew it was related to Yuan Shao!

Chang Wei quickened his pace and didn't want to bother with this guy anymore.

Back at the guesthouse, Shi Ge went to contact the shuttle bus for tomorrow morning.

There are only two buses from Liao County to Xingtai per day, so you need to contact in advance to reserve a seat.

Although Chang Wei was rushing back to Beijing to carry out the execution, he was unwilling to take the train non-stop in this era, so they rested for a day in Liao County.

The train speed is really too slow now.

The train journey from Beijing to Guangzhou takes 59 hours. Can you believe it?

We set off at 7:20 am on the first day and arrived at 6:20 pm on the third day, and that was on time.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Fan Tuaner woke up, said hello to Chang Wei hurriedly and went out.

Chang Wei did not stay in the yard stupidly. He had asked Shi Ge for directions before and was strolling on the streets of Liao County.

Liao County is still poor. As a small county town in the mountains, the people here almost lived a self-sufficient life in the era when roads were not fully connected.

What Chang Wei was looking for was the farmers' market here.

After walking a short distance on the street, Chang Wei saw a small market. The smell of freshness and decay mixed together. Perhaps because the weather was too cold or because it was past mealtime, there were not many people in the market.

He walked in and took a look around, buying a lot of walnuts.

The Liao County's cotton walnuts are a local specialty, famous for their thin skin, white kernel, fragrant and sweet taste.

Since I'm here, I naturally have to bring some home.

It doesn’t matter whether eating walnuts can nourish the brain or not. For now, there are no stupid people in the Chang family. If you really want to nourish your brain, you can eat fish.

But it is true that walnuts are delicious.

After another round of shopping and buying some dried goods and fruits, he came out of the farmer's market and took a few steps to the entrance of the alley. He saw an old man who had just spread out a worn rattan mat, and two skinny men were carrying a wild boar and carefully placing it on it.

The pig had been bled, and the blood on its neck had already solidified. Its two fangs were stained with blood, making them look even more hideous and terrifying.

The three of them were all wearing tattered leather coats. Chang Wei couldn't tell what animal they were from. He could only see that they were wearing rough leopard-print leather boots.

The two men were carrying long spears behind them.

Don't be surprised. Liao County is an old district and is close to the mountains. Almost every household here has a gun.

"How much is pork?" Chang Wei squatted down and stroked the wild boar's bristles, asking casually.

The old man had just taken out the sharp knife and the scale. When he heard the question, he looked at Chang Wei and said, "Young man, are you buying a whole pig or meat?"

Most people can’t afford a whole pig, and this wild boar weighs about two hundred pounds.

However, Chang Wei was wearing a woolen coat, straight trousers, and leather shoes, and most importantly, he did not speak with a local accent.

“How much do you sell a whole pig?”

"One yuan per pound."

“Your money isn’t cheap either.”

"Young man, I don't want a ticket."

"But if you remove the pig's offal, head, and bones, can you get 50% of the meat out?"

The old man was obviously not good at doing business. After hearing what Chang Wei said, he hesitated for a while, then spread his hands in front of Chang Wei and turned them over. "Young man, if you buy them all, I'll give you a dime less per pound."

Seeing that Chang Wei wanted to talk, he said quickly: "It can't be any less. This is what the village hunted. I have to sell it and exchange it for food to take back."

Chang Wei looked up at two young men with guns not far away, feeling nervous and expectant.

He fiddled with the boar's ears, thought for a moment and said, "How do we weigh it?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, "Young man, this pig has been weighed in the village. If you trust me, it's 220 kilograms. If you don't, let's go to the grain station and borrow a scale."

"Forget it, no need to go through so much trouble." Chang Wei rolled up the two ends of the tattered rattan mat on the ground, gathered it in his hands and slid it upwards, and just as it was off the ground, he gently put it down, "That's about it, let's do as you say."

After saying that, he stood up, took out a stack of money from his pocket and started counting.

After the previous set of actions, there was dead silence.

The muscles on the old man's back tensed unconsciously, and the blood vessels between his ears and neck beat violently. The two men with guns tried desperately to suppress the urge to raise their guns.

They had encountered wild boars, black bears, and leopards in the mountains and had never been afraid of them. But just now, they felt the oppression of death from the seemingly harmless boy in front of them.

They pushed the pig to the county town on a wheelbarrow. Three people took turns pushing it, so they naturally knew that the 220 kilograms were not a small amount of weight.

However, the frail young man in front of him actually lifted it up with one hand.

This is a master.

And he is no ordinary master.

Chang Wei certainly didn't mean to show off his strength, but he did it intentionally.

Money can tempt people, and this pig is worth nearly two hundred dollars, so he doesn't want to test human nature.

These three were indeed hunters.

But hunters are not good people.

"Help me carry this wild boar into the alley. I'll take shelter inside and wait for someone to come pick me up." Chang Wei handed twenty big black tens to the old man, waved to the two men, and pointed to the alley where they were taking shelter.

"Okay." The two men smiled naively and responded in a wordless manner. They walked over, lifted the rattan mat at both ends and carried the wild boar in.

The old man took out a handkerchief from his pocket, counted a handful of banknotes twice, and counted out two dollars.

The money and goods are settled and we go our separate ways.

The three people who took the money had no time to pay attention to Chang Wei. As it was getting dark, they had to find a way to buy food on the black market and transport it back to the village.

The big pot meal has eaten up all the granary!

In the alley, Chang Wei took out a piece of rag from his bag, covered the wild boar, and sat on it to read a picture book. After more than half an hour, he walked out of the alley, looked around, then walked back, and with a light touch of his toes, the wild boar was taken into the space.

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