Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

Qin Bingrui looked at the drawings in his hand. Several whole pages were filled with diagrams of the manufacturing principles of the composite crossbow and textual analysis. This was the best weapon they had used to fight scattered zombies from a distance. After all, using a gun was a waste of bullets, but the arrows from a crossbow could be reused.

This type of crossbow would have been very useful on ancient battlefields. Its range is several times longer than that of ordinary bows and arrows, and its lethality is also extraordinary. The only drawback is that the arrow replacement speed is a bit slow, which can be improved entirely through combat technology.

Qin Bingrui was really bored because Mr. Zhu didn't show up, so he called Qing'er and said he wanted to go out and buy some things.

The Rong Dynasty only had curfews during special periods, but in the capital, even ordinary nights were still bustling with activity, which showed that this dynasty was relatively open.

Qin Bingrui asked Qing'er to change her into a young man's outfit. Because she was the top cash cow in her mother's eyes, she could always enter and exit Hongxiang Pavilion more conveniently than other sisters, but she could only enter and exit through the back door.

Perhaps she was too unfamiliar with the ways of the people in the capital, so she needed Qing'er to help her get familiar with the situation first, so that she could act alone in the future.

"Miss, are you looking for something to buy? Mr. Zhu didn't come today. Mom said he's an important person and you can't just meet him whenever you want. Maybe he'll come in a couple of days."

"I don't care whether he comes or not." This was her true feelings. She just hoped that he would like her drawings and give her a good price. She was really being too arrogant!

In fact, Luo Yu also instructed that if you travel back to the past, don't provide advanced technology to anyone unless it is absolutely necessary. After all, without understanding these people, it will only bring trouble to yourself.

But now, Qin Bingrui wanted to leave this brothel. According to Qing'er, he would need at least ten thousand taels of gold to redeem Miss Ling Hong.

What is the concept of ten thousand taels of gold?

Qin Bingrui estimated that this was tens of millions of assets. Who would use so much money to buy a prostitute? He himself would not be willing to do that.

Qin Bingrui naturally had other options. He could only prepare the supplies and then leave. He didn't care about redemption and identity registration. The money was not enough, so he had to find a way to knock his mother unconscious to get some money.

Thinking about this, he began to plan a huge escape plan.

After walking for nearly half an hour, Qin Bingrui roughly understood the layout of the streets 15 meters away from Hongxiang Pavilion. It was indeed a prosperous big city. The streets in the center of the capital were more than four zhang ( meters) wide, equivalent to about four lanes in the world today, and the small roads were also about two zhang wide. The main roads and small roads were crisscrossed horizontally and vertically, and it was very bustling with people and cars coming and going.

Shops are everywhere like blooming flowers. There is a big inn every hundred meters and a big restaurant every fifty meters. Gold and silver jewelry stores, silk and satin shops are scattered everywhere. Business is booming. Many people walking on the street are wearing gorgeous clothes. Ordinary people have happy faces and no anxiety of working people at all.

It seems not bad, I traveled to a prosperous dynasty.

After strolling around, Qin Bingrui didn't buy anything except asking the prices of some items and food. When she was about to enter Hongxiang Pavilion, she went to a night market stall and bought a small candy man for Qing'er.

Qing'er's eyes sparkled.

"Ms. Ling Hong, why don't you eat?"

"I don't like sweets."

"Then what do you like to eat? I'll bring it back for you next time I come out. The food in the pavilion is always too bland, and Qing'er is tired of it."

"I like skewers, barbecue and ice beer. It's delicious and exciting."

She just said it casually, but she didn't expect to run into Mr. Zhu head-on as soon as she entered the main gate.

"Miss Ling Hong is in such a good mood that she's running out even when night falls."

"Didn't Master Zhu also run out late at night?"

Prince Ning glanced at her dressed as a man. Even without makeup and with a simple man's bun, he could still tell that she was a peerless beauty. The only change she might have made was drawing thick sword-like eyebrows, which actually added some heroic spirit.

"My lady asked me to come here today to talk to you yesterday. Am I not fulfilling your request?"

"Okay, Mr. Zhu, follow me in."

Qing'er immediately went to prepare tea, and her mother's eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

Mr. Zhu and Miss Ling Hong walked into the private room by the lake. The view outside the window at night was another scene, just like the tranquility when the fireworks of the world quietly ended. The lights were reflected on the lake and floated with the waves. The moonlight came out from behind the clouds, like a piece of light silk pouring down in the twilight.

"Miss Ling Hong asked me to come here today. Are you ready to persuade me?"

Qing'er brought tea and poured it for the two of them. After she stepped aside, Qin Bingrui asked her to leave and close the door first.

Master Zhu took a sip of tea and waited for Miss Ling Hong to speak.

Qin Bingrui roughly understood that Miss Ling Hong's body had learned martial arts and her skills were not very good, but what was interesting was that Qin Bingrui's own strength could be demonstrated, which made him want to escape from here in a forceful way if there was really no other way.

Of course, he had to find out the whereabouts of Luo Yu and Xia Liang first.

"Master Zhu, do you believe that I actually have extraordinary skills? I am not an ordinary prostitute."

He was too lazy to bother with the little girl's words and held his breath.

"The reason I came here today is naturally because I believe in your ability."

"Well, if you redeem me, I'll show you something."

She didn't say anything, but Master Zhu saw her serious expression and guessed that this thing should not be underestimated.

"As for the matter of redeeming yourself, you should know that if I redeem you, you will be mine. However, my status does not make it suitable for me to take you as a concubine. If I asked you to be a maid, I think you would not be happy."

"I have no intention of marrying you."

You are being too sentimental. Qin Bingrui rolled his eyes in his heart.

"..."

"Mr. Zhu, I know who you are, and I also know that only someone of your status and strength can help me.

I also know that it is absurd for me to beg a young man whom I have only met once, but this is my only chance, and I must seize it."

"Ms. Ling Hong is quite straightforward." Master Zhu paused, then sat down with a straight face. "What if I don't want to help you?"

"Then I'll naturally have to find another way out."

"What can you do if you go out? It's not easy for a weak woman like you to survive in this world without any background or support."

"Then I can do a lot."

Qin Bingrui took out a hairpin from his sleeve pocket (which he had asked Qing'er to give her privately just now), and flicked it lightly. The vase on the table ten feet away cracked and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. In an instant, a silver hairpin was firmly inserted into the wooden cabinet board next to it.

"The girl is really good at fighting!"

Such skills cannot be acquired in just a few years. No matter how good the skills are, a woman will always suffer if she goes out. If she stays in his house, there is no need to worry about her safety.

"Mr. Zhu, I know you're reluctant to help me easily. I've already said that we should trade. I can show you something first. If possible, you can come back tomorrow and take me to the best blacksmith shop. How about that?"

"Is that all you can say? What can you possibly exchange for your freedom?"