"It's so boring." Yan Fei, who returned to the trailer, looked at the dark and quiet forest outside the window, sighed and pulled up the curtains.

Yan Fei turned on the TV and walked to the wine cabinet to take out a bottle of champagne. Among the many foreign wines, Yan Fei was the only one interested in. Yan Fei came to the sofa and sat down and opened the champagne with his hands. After taking the champagne in his mouth, he took the remote control and picked a comedy film of Stephen Chow and started watching.

There is no Internet here, Yan Fei can only watch the downloaded movie. He originally wanted to watch the hot new episodes released in Tokyo, but now there are no close women around him. After watching it, he has to find a way to solve it himself. This is not what Yan Fei wants now. In desperation, he had to watch Stephen Chow's comedy to kill time.

"Hmm?" Yan Fei, who was lying on the sofa and drinking, had several empty wine bottles in front of him, frowned. He felt a malicious aura outside approaching.

Yan Fei walked towards the door with the bottle. After opening the door, Yan Fei saw a pair of dark green eyes staring at him like ghosts in the dark and quiet night.

Amid the sound of Sasha's grass, a tiger with white eyes slowly walked out of the grass!

The tiger moved its slender, perfect and explosive body, and slowly walked out of the grass with elegant and imposing cat steps.

The eyes are raised, and there are white patterns on the forehead. The head is round, the ears are short, long, and the limbs are thick and powerful. It is estimated that it is at least three meters away from the beginning to the end, and the hideous canine teeth are at least five or six centimeters long.

There are flocks of beasts in the mountains of Qinling Mountains, and it is normal for a tiger foraging at night. However, facing a tiger foraging head-on is not a comfortable thing. If someone else faces a large nocturnal cat that is moving towards him more than ten steps away, he will probably not be able to say anything that can be scared.

However, Yan Fei didn't care. He didn't rush to close the door and escape back to the car, and there was no need. After raising his head and fed champagne, Yan Fei opened his mouth and burped. Then he smiled and looked at the tiger walking over, "roar~~~"

Yan Fei roared at the tiger, which was based on the dragon soul as the force and originated from the roar deep in the soul.

When Yan Fei just inherited the power of dragons, he used a pet dog in the modern world, and scared the pet dog to death on the spot. After this period of continuous improvement, Yan Fei's strength has increased significantly. When he uses it again, even an adult tiger can't stand it.

The tiger fell to the ground like a frightened kitten, scratching its claws desperately, and the grass and dust on the ground were pulled up. The tiger made a scream like a wild cat, turned around and rushed into the jungle with its tail squeezing.

"Haha~~~" Yan Fei laughed for a while and threw away the bottle, turned around and closed the car door and went back to sleep.

In the jungle where all beasts were walking at night, a giant trailer with lights was parked quietly in the dense forest. Tigers, wolves, leopards and even pandas kept appearing nearby, but soon disappeared into the darkness.

Cui Er's home is at the foot of Qinling Mountains, a house built of wood is built. There is a fence in the front yard, and a vegetable field has been reclaimed in the back yard.

Being a hunter is not an easy task these days. There are only beast paths, no maps, and no satellite positioning in the deep mountains and forests. Hunting can only rely on bows and arrows and traps instead of guns with high lethality and long range. In addition, there are many beasts and poisonous snakes in the dense forest, and the risk of the hunter's job is actually extremely high.

When Yan Fei came here with a travel bag, Cui Er was taking his son to chop firewood in the yard in front of the door.

The main fuel of this era was wood, and both rural and urban fuels were wood. It is precisely because of this that with the continuous increase in population, the 800-li Qinchuan gradually lost the protection of forests, resulting in more and more heavy soil erosion from the spread of forests to the Loess Plateau.

The Tang Dynasty was the last dynasty raised by the Qinchuan in the 800-li Qinchuan. More than 200 years later, soil erosion caused the dynasty core to be unable to support the dynasty core. After that, the dynasty core gradually moved eastward to Bianliang, Jiankang and Beijing.

"Brother Yan is here." Seeing Yan Fei coming, Cui Er put down the axe in his hand and raised his hand and slapped his son, who was probably less than ten years old, on the butt, "Call Uncle."

"Uncle." Cui Er's son was shirtless and wore a loincloth and shouted at Yan Fei.

Soon, Cui Er's wife, who was in the house, ran out to greet Yan Fei with a few-year-old daughter on her back. This was because she really treated Yan Fei as a friend and let her family come out to meet.

Cui Er's family's clothes were very worn, and all the patches were patched. Moreover, his son and daughter all had dry hair and yellow noodles and vegetables, which looked malnourished.

"Brother Cui, you are a hunter, probably not short of meat, right?" Yan Fei didn't get into the house, and directly pulled a piece of wood in the front yard and sat down.

"The meat is sold for money and pay taxes." Cui Er waved his hand and asked his wife to pour water. "He also had to pay back the money to pull cloth to make clothes, buy salt and rice, and buy needles and threads, and have room for the children to eat. It would be nice to eat two slices during the holidays."

If you didn't return to ancient times in person, you wouldn't understand how poor this era was. Cui Er's family was pretty good. He went to the mountains to hunt and had a harvest and could sell skins and meat to exchange for a lot of money to support his family. The poor family in the family only had a set of clothes for going out, and whoever went out would wear them. Many people ate mixed grains and wild vegetables all year round.

"What's your name?" Yan Fei waved to Cui Er's son.

"Cui Xiaosi."

"Xiao Si?" Yan Fei looked at Cui Er in confusion. What's the name Xiao Si just because of two children?

"There are still a few that were not raised before." Cui Er's explanation made Yan Fei sigh in his heart. People in this era are too tired to live.

Yan Fei pulled out his travel bag, took out a bag of big white rabbit milk candy, and directly tore it open the bag, took out a piece of it and stuffed it into Cui Xiaosi's mouth.

"Sweet!" Cui Xiaosi grinned happily. He had eaten osmanthus cake during the Chinese New Year before and knew what sweetness tasted.

"Take it for your sister to eat." Yan Fei took a picture of Cui Xiaosi's ass and smiled and watched him run to the house to share the delicious food with his sister. In this era when eating is a problem, eating sweets is definitely a luxury. Those who can eat osmanthus cake or dried fruits during festivals are already very inconspicuous.

"Brother Yan." Cui Er looked at Yan Fei with gratitude. Even if he had a complete leopard skin, he might not be able to exchange for such a large bag of candy. He would have to fight for his life when hunting tigers and leopards.

"Don't be polite, it's nothing to me." Yan Fei took out a cigarette and gave Cui Er a piece.

The lives of the people in China have always been very hard, otherwise there would not be so many peasant uprisings, and they were forced to survive and then they embarked on the path of rebellion.

The Kaihuang prosperous era during the reign of Emperor Wen of Sui made the people feel better, but the years of war had already consumed all the previous accumulation. Because of the war, the farmland was deserted, and the scrapping of water conservancy facilities increased the difficulties of life. This period of time in the early Tang Dynasty was indeed difficult.

Yan Fei opened his travel bag and took out the vacuum-packed Fuliji roast chicken, Nanjing salted duck, pork shop, canned beef, canned fruit, etc., all of them were handed over to Cui Er's wife for lunch.

Cui Er did not refuse, but it was inevitable to be grateful to Yan Fei. As a hunter, he rarely could eat meat, which has to be said to be the tragedy of the times.

During lunch, Yan Fei ate some casually, and then he asked Cui Er's family not to be polite to eat as much as he could. He had some.

He usually doesn't eat such things that have been added with preservatives. When he saw Cui Er's family swallowing them voraciously, and even licking the plastic bags containing food cleanly, he felt very moved. Living in an era of extremely abundant supplies is really a good life.

If modern people travel to ancient times, if they don’t prepare, they won’t have to be too hungry for a day and want to go home. If they eat those mixed grains with wild vegetables that are not oily or water or even salt every day, they will probably wake up crying and shout to go home to eat ham sausages when they go to bed at night.

As for lying drunk on a beautiful woman's knees, awakening the world's power, etc., there are all clouds in front of the food that is difficult to swallow when you are pulled.

"This place is really hard to find." In the afternoon, Changsun Chong came with a group of generals rumbling on horseback. Although this kid is not old, he is very good at riding. There is no problem in riding a tall horse everywhere.

"Young Master Changsun is indeed a capable person." Yan Fei quietly threw a few nice words over, "Such troublesome things will be done so quickly."

"Hahaha~~~" Changsun Chong, who was complaining about the difficult address that Cui Er said yesterday, was quite a terrifying person, but he was just a half-aged child after all. After hearing Yan Fei's words, he laughed and said that he had found several yamen to do business so quickly. Otherwise, it would be so easy to get a land deed.

"What do you think so?" Changsun Chong sniffed back and forth in the yard with his nose. "It seems to be spice?"

As for packaged food, spices must be placed in large quantities. In the modern world, spices are not worth much, but the spices brought by the Hu merchants in the Western Regions here are almost the same as gold of the same weight. They cannot be eaten by wealthy families. The fragrance after lunch is passed down to this point, and it can still be smelled by Changsun Chong.

"I don't know where it is." Yan Fei changed the topic. "Can you go and see it now?"

"Come with me." Changsun rushed out of Cui Er's yard and turned over the horse. The next door general evenly gave Yan Fei a horse.

"Brother Cui." Yan Fei turned over and signaled to Cui Er, "Clean up the house first, and move it over tomorrow."

"Okay."

"Your riding skills are not like a merchant, but more like a battlefield." When Mercedes-Benz was running on the mountain trail, Changsun Chong, who had been walking in a row or in a row from time to time, was always paying attention to Yan Fei. After observing for a while, he gave his own opinion.

Yan Fei, who could calmly ride a horse and follow the formation no matter how it changes, smiled slightly, "I'm just a businessman."

"No, right?" Changsun Chong shook his head repeatedly. "I have learned riding with my family since I was a child. I know very well what it looks like for those who have been on the battlefield to ride horses. As a businessman, there is absolutely no such riding technique."
Chapter completed!