Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

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Therefore, if you want to learn martial arts, Yongguan County is a must-visit destination.

However, A-Gui had no detailed memory of the county town; he had never been there.

Because there were no oxcarts, going to the city was simply not feasible; usually, people would come to the village to collect game.

As it was getting late, Lin Feng decided to find a place to stay.

After a moment's thought, I decided to go back to A-Gui's village first, stay overnight, and inquire about the situation.

Zhangjia Village has nearly a hundred households, 80% of whom are surnamed Zhang.

Lin Feng's target was the village chief, Zhang Sanshi. Only Zhang Sanshi's family owned an oxcart, and only he had ever been to Yongguan County.

The village chief, Zhang Sanshi, has a son named Zhang Wu, who works as a bodyguard at a security escort agency in the city and is constantly traveling.

Zhang Wu and A Gui were childhood friends who grew up together, and their families were quite close.

Two months ago, after digesting A-Gui's memories, Lin Feng began preparations.

The coarse cloth clothes he was wearing were made in modern times, based on the style he remembered.

He carried a bag on his back, packed away the necessary items, and his hair was still neatly short; he was not wearing a wig.

In this world, there is no constraint of "our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents," and many people shave their heads and style their hair as they please, without anyone criticizing them.

As evening approached and the sun sank behind the western mountains, Lin Feng finally arrived at Zhangjia Village.

Thanks to A-Gui's memory, he was quite familiar with the village.

When the village children saw his unfamiliar face, they curiously followed behind him, looking around.

Lin Feng ignored him and headed straight for the village chief's house.

About ten minutes later, he arrived at the outside of an adobe courtyard wall.

The courtyard wall was built with yellow mud, and the wooden door was cracked and warped, with gaps wide enough to fit a finger. Lin Feng raised his hand and knocked on the iron ring on the door.

dong dong dong...

"Who is it?"

"Uncle Zhang, I am a friend of Zhang Wu. I was passing through this place and came to visit you."

A series of hurried footsteps came from inside the door. Through the crack in the door, a figure could be vaguely seen walking quickly towards them.

"Creak—"

The wooden door opened, revealing a thin, elderly man.

He was slightly hunched over, with a dark face covered in wrinkles, and was about five feet tall (approximately 1.6 meters).

This person was Zhang Sanshi.

At the same time, Zhang Sanshi was also sizing up Lin Feng.

He was eight feet tall, handsome, with a ruddy complexion and fair skin. His demeanor was unlike that of an ordinary villager; he resembled a young master from a wealthy family, except that his hair was a bit short.

However, the other person's accent had a local, rustic feel to it, which was quite strange.

On second thought, perhaps he learned it from his son, Zhang Wu.

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanshi's eyes softened with a touch of warmth.

"Kid, you're Xiao Wu's friend? I've never heard him mention you before?"

Lin Feng said, "We met while I was escorting goods. I'm passing through here and would like to ask you for a favor."

"Oh! Quick, come inside and talk!" Zhang Sanshi hurriedly ushered Lin Feng into the courtyard.

The room was even darker than the outside, so Zhang Sanshi hurriedly pulled out a candle from under the bed and lit it.

"Old woman, hurry and slaughter a chicken to nourish the child!"

Aunt Zhang, standing to the side, looked reluctant, but still replied, "Okay, sure."

Lin Feng quickly stopped him, saying, "Uncle Zhang, please don't spend money! I've come here to ask you for a favor."

Zhang Sanshi waved his hand: "Even if something comes up, it won't interfere with eating! If Xiao Wu finds out that I didn't entertain his friend well, he'll definitely complain to me."

"Uncle Zhang, keep the chicken to lay eggs, I'm really not hungry."

If you insist on killing the chicken, I will leave now.

"Oh dear, you silly child..."

"Uncle Zhang, you're too kind."

"Okay, tell me what it is."

"Uncle Zhang, I would like to go to Yongguan County. Could you please give me a ride in your oxcart?"

"That's easy. I'll take you there first thing tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

After saying that, Lin Feng took out ten candles from his bag and placed them on the table.

"Uncle Zhang, I didn't bring any copper coins with me when I went out. Would you mind using these candles to pay for the fare?"

Zhang Sanshi put on a stern face: "You kid! You're Xiao Wu's friend, how can I accept your things?"

Take it back quickly, or Uncle will get angry.

"Uncle Zhang, my dealings with Zhang Wu have always been based on a clean and honest exchange of money and goods."

"It's only right that I pay for renting your car."

"We still don't need that many candles! There are too many!"

"Uncle Zhang, I'll have to stay here with you for the night again."

Ten candles are probably not enough.

"You child..." Zhang Sanshi shook his head helplessly.

Aunt Zhang looked at the candles on the table with genuine delight in her eyes.

The candles were white and smooth, uniform in size, without any impurities or odors; she had never seen anything like them before.

"This candle looks like a beautiful jade; the more I look at it, the more I like it."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "If you like it, order one and try it."

"That won't do! Such good stuff, how can we bear to part with any?" Aunt Zhang waved her hands repeatedly.

Zhang Sanshi said, "Then you can stay in Xiao Wu's room tonight."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang."

"Old woman, hurry up and tidy up the house."

The elderly couple hurriedly got to work, afraid that Lin Feng would find it dirty, and even brought out brand new bedding to put on the bed.

These candles were purchased in advance by Lin Feng based on A Gui's memories of local needs and stored in his space in modern times.

In places like Zhangjia Village, trade is mostly done through barter, and silver is less useful than practical items like grain, salt, cloth, and candles.

Therefore, after regaining Ah Gui's memories and returning to the modern world, Lin Feng not only bought two sets of clothes, but also a whole box of 100 packs of 1000 candles and 20 packs of salt, totaling 10 kilograms.

He also bought two pieces of silver weighing fifteen kilograms each, and used tools to cut them into small pieces of about 10 grams and 50 grams each, totaling about 300 taels of silver, enough for him to use for a long time.

The next day, as dawn broke and dew still clung to the roadside grasses, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

On a country dirt road, Zhang Sanshi drove an oxcart, carrying Lin Feng to Yongguan County.

The wheels creaked and groaned, shattering the tranquility of the morning.

On the way, Zhang Sanshi couldn't help but mutter, "Kid, if you see Xiao Wu later, please pass on a message for me and tell him to go home quickly."

He's such a grown man, and he still hasn't found a wife. What kind of behavior is that?

Even if they don't come back, they should at least send a message. It's been a year, and there's been no news at all.

"Yes, Uncle Zhang, I will definitely pass on the message."

Meanwhile, Aunt Zhang was cleaning the room where Lin Feng had stayed when she found five more candles under the pillow, and she was overjoyed.

Such fine candles would cost at least fifty coins each; we wouldn't normally be willing to use them.

After nearly five hours of bumpy travel by oxcart, when the sun was high overhead and the heat was unbearable, the city walls of Yongguan County finally came into view.

Zhang Sanshi stopped the oxcart: "Kid, I'll stop here."

"It costs five coins to enter the city, so I won't go in."

Lin Feng said, "Uncle Zhang, I didn't bring any copper coins."

"How about I give you a candle and you give me 10 coins?"

"This...this is a huge bargain for me, I can't accept it."

"Uncle Zhang, it's settled then. You should head back soon."

"Alright, alright, then I'll shamelessly take advantage of you." Zhang Sanshi was very happy, not expecting his son's friend to be so generous and straightforward.

After watching Zhang Sanshi drive away, Lin Feng used the copper coins he had earned to successfully pay the city entrance fee.

The area is characterized by continuous mountain ranges, and within a radius of hundreds of miles, there are many hunters and unregistered residents.

Therefore, Yongguan County did not strictly check identities, but only collected city fees.

At the same time, Yongguan County, as the only county seat within a radius of 100 miles, is also the core trading market for mountain products such as herbs and animal hides. Despite its remote location, it is quite prosperous.

Even on days when it's not market day, there are still quite a few pedestrians on the street.

As soon as he entered the city gate, Lin Feng saw several hunters carrying their prey heading straight to the west.

A thought struck him, and he followed.