The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Chapter 2205 Who would fight for food unless pushed to the brink?

Pang Shiwu was the first to drive into the city without hesitation.

Inside the carriage, Chili said, "Young Master, why did you hypnotize the gatekeeper this time? It feels like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut."

Yuan Zishan said, "It seems he's getting impatient, so he doesn't want to waste his breath on those two gatekeepers. If he lets Fifteen and those two gatekeepers keep arguing, Fifteen might get angry and draw his sword. Those two gatekeepers are innocent; killing them would be bad for Fifteen."

Chili nodded and said, "I know. Committing more killings is against the will of Heaven. Is Young Master Feng really in such a hurry to get going?"

"Yes."

"Are you in such a hurry to see Liu Miezhou?"

"What's so strange about that? Didn't he say that he missed him terribly after not seeing him for so long?"

Chili's eyes suddenly turned strange, and she lowered her voice, saying, "Miss, do you smell anything sour?"

Yuan Zishan feigned anger and gave Chili a light flick on the forehead: "You've got some nerve? Daring to spout nonsense?!"

Chili covered her forehead and chuckled, "I knew it! She's getting anxious!"

Yuan Zishan pinched Chili's cheeks with both slender hands at the same time, deliberately pretending to be fierce and threatening, "I'll tear your mouth apart!" Chili immediately begged for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't do it again!"

Feng Jiuxiao had already gotten back into the car, sat cross-legged, and began to review the process of the water monster Mingyuan's life-and-death battle with Yinglong in his mind! Although the two monsters were not human, their battle was full of breathtaking moves that could be learned from!

After reviewing all the movements in my mind, I filtered and refined them, ultimately absorbing two major moves! One is Yinglong's Divine Dragon Tail Sweep, which has astonishing destructive power. The other is when Mingyuan whips Yinglong with his tentacles, that killing move is like both a whip technique and a meteor hammer technique, and its power is also considerable. These two moves can be integrated into the Iron Sleeve Technique, and their fast, accurate, and ruthless characteristics can also be integrated into fist techniques.

The first inn we encountered after entering the city was called "Snowy Romance." In Tibet, there is no such thing as an inn; what is called an inn is actually a place where wealthy and powerful Tibetans open their residences to the public. Strictly speaking, it should be called a "traveler's lodge." If it weren't for the huge signboard embroidered with the character "宿" (sou), no one would have recognized it as a guesthouse or lodge.

Knowing that Feng Jiuxiao was anxious, Pang Shiwu said, "Brother, let's go with this one."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Okay!"

The innkeeper was a Tibetan man in his fifties. He had curly hair, no gray hair, and no ruddy complexion typical of high-altitude areas. He gave the impression that he was used to a life of luxury and took good care of himself.

The innkeeper, also named Losang, was both surprised and excited to see so many guests checking in. He quickly greeted them in broken Chinese. It was the dead of winter, and there were hardly any guests, so the rooms were quite spacious.

Tomorrow we'll all be going our separate ways, so Zeng Yong suggested we have a big drinking session tonight, both to celebrate our success and to bid farewell. Everyone cheered loudly.

The innkeeper, Losang, could tell these Han Chinese were no ordinary people. They were dressed in fine clothes, rode spirited horses, and possessed an extraordinary air. Almost every one of them wore a fox fur coat—something few could afford! It wasn't unusual for several young men to have weapons at their waists; after all, it was a long-standing custom for men in Tibet to carry swords. But what surprised him was that the young man in black actually had two longswords hanging from his waist!

This young man must have exceptional swordsmanship to justify his arrogance!

Either they are intellectually deficient, or they are young and arrogant, unaware of their own limitations!

But looking at his calm and composed demeanor, full of vigor, he doesn't seem like a fool at all!

Lausanne bets the boy in black has some skills!

Therefore, he dared not be negligent and was extremely polite in his words!

So when the tall, thin young man suggested getting drunk, he immediately flashed a warm, spring-like smile: "Would you gentlemen like to drink?"

Zeng Yong nodded, squinting his eyes, and said, "Of course! Could it be... you have some good wine here?" Losang laughed heartily, quite smugly, and said, "Of course!"

Zeng Yong immediately became interested and asked with a smile, "What kind of wine?"

Losang laughed and said, "I brewed this barley wine myself!"

"Barley wine?"

The anticipation that had been building up vanished instantly!
Feng Jiuxiao raised an eyebrow: "In the Tubo Dynasty, almost every household brews barley wine. Is there any obvious difference between your barley wine and other people's barley wine?"

“Of course!” Losang smiled proudly, revealing a gold tooth that gleamed brightly. “Others use well water to brew wine, but I use the pure, pristine snowmelt from the summit of Kunlun Mountain!”

Snowmelt from the summit of Kunlun Mountain? Everyone was shocked!

Zeng Yong's eyes flickered: "Really?"

Losang replied firmly, "Of course it's true! I never lie! Every year I personally lead a team to the summit of Kunlun Mountain to fetch water!"

Feng Jiuxiao couldn't help but be moved, "The journey to Kunlun is long and arduous, is it worth it?"

Losang laughed and said, "Of course it's worth it! I brewed this wine for the Garan Temple! Guess how much money I can make from a ten-jin jar of highland barley wine?"

Feng Jiuxiao asked, "Can't guess how much?"

Losang laughed and said, "A pure profit of one hundred taels! For a jar of ten catties of wine, I can earn one hundred taels of silver! Every time I go to Kunlun Mountain, I need to use at least thirty yaks, which can bring back six hundred catties of snow water. Even with some losses, I can eventually brew five hundred and sixty catties of wine."

Wang Sheng said, "Ten taels per catty, that's a total of five thousand six hundred taels of silver!" He was somewhat shocked! This is just too damn profitable!
Losang laughed and said, "My inn charges the equivalent of fifty coins per person per night. Even if all of you stay for one night, it won't cost more than two taels of silver. Even if it's fully booked every day, I can only earn five taels at most. In a year, even if it's fully booked every day, it's only three thousand six hundred taels! But I can earn a year's worth of money by going to Kunlun once. Do you think it's worth it?"

Zeng Yong nodded: "Yes, it's worth it!"

Chili, however, was somewhat puzzled and innocently asked, "Then if you go twice a year, you can earn more than ten thousand taels, right?"

Losang laughed and said, "First of all, the snowmelt from Kunlun Mountain is not something you can get anytime. You have to avoid the season when the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. If you try to force your way in, you will definitely be trapped in the deep mountains covered by snow and either freeze to death or starve to death! Secondly, brewing wine requires the right temperature and enough fermentation time. I have to personally supervise the fermentation in the cellar. If I miss the opening time, my wine may turn into vinegar!"

Chili said "Oh," but then her eyes lit up. "Then why don't you just bring sixty yaks with you next time you go out?"

Losang smiled wryly: "First of all, getting a few yaks isn't a problem, thirty isn't a big problem either, but getting sixty yaks is more than double the difficulty. Secondly, the number of people accompanying the team also needs to double, which is also quite difficult. The recruits need to be strong, quick-witted, and most importantly, honest and upright. They can't be lacking in any of these aspects! It's not easy to gather so many good young men!"

Chili thought for a moment, "Why do we need people with pure and honest character? Are you afraid they might have bad intentions halfway through the journey?"

Losang raised an eyebrow: "Of course! If someone has malicious intentions and instigates others to conspire to steal my things or take my life, that's perfectly normal! Think about it, who wouldn't be envious of a deal involving several thousand taels?"

Zeng Yong asked, "So how many helpers do you usually need to hire to go to Kunlun Mountain?"

Losang said, "At least twenty people, all of whom are acquaintances we know well, and we need to hire at least two martial arts experts so that we can be relatively safe on the road. Generally, if there are bandits on the road, they will lose interest as soon as they see that we are carrying water."

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Haven't you seen anyone robbing yaks along the way?" Not interested in snowmelt, but not interested in yaks? At least the meat is edible!

Losang laughed and said, "Of course there are, but think about it, sir, what kind of person would someone be who has fallen so low as to steal yaks? They're not even worth stealing!"

Feng Jiuxiao sighed, "Yes, unless you're pushed to the brink, who would fight over food?"