Chu Xunyu and the other two were discussing a place to stay in the village, but a strange voice interrupted them. The three of them looked back and saw a young boy standing behind him. He said carefully: "I know where to live."

This young man looks ordinary, his whole body is covered with mud, with a pair of big eyes flashing, and a typical Miao man dressed up with a short knife hanging around his waist. He seems to have never practiced. Judging from the calluses and muscles on his hands, he probably has practiced some sword techniques. Chu Xunyu asked strangely: "Little brother, what did you say?"

"I know where to live." The boy raised his voice and said again, looking at the three of them expectantly, "I'll take you there, just give me the money."

"Silver?" Mu Yuan raised the silverware in his arms, "It's all, you can choose whatever you want."

"No, no." The young man shook his hand quickly, "I don't want these, I want silver. The silver for you Han people is best for official silver."

"Oh! You're not a little bit, you still need official silver." Mu Yuan shook his head with a funny look, "Brother, you can have official silver if you want. There is an official seal from the Ministry of Revenue on it. You can talk about where to live first. We are talking about silver."

"Okay, okay." The young man hurriedly stepped forward and explained, "There is a river outside the village. I set up many tents by the river, all of which are made of animal skins, and there are bedding and blankets inside, and there are some firewood. It is very close to the village, so there will be no attacks from beasts, and it is convenient to get water. The Han merchants who used to visit will stay there at night, just give money."

"Hmm?" Mu Yuan asked strangely, "Are you saying that you built a Han inn? It's just made of a tent?"

"Well..." the boy thought for a while, "The Han people's name seems to be 'inn'. I can't remember it very clearly. It's not expensive. You three of you stay for a night and just give me a monday."

"It's a money for three people to stay for one night." Chu Xunyu nodded, "That's not expensive, lead the way."

"Okay, come with me." The young man quickly rode his horse and led the way forward to the village gate.

Later, Mu Yuan winked at Chu Xunyu, hinting that he should not run around with this Miao boy of unknown origin. Chu Xunyu responded not to worry, and he took out his right hand while following behind. If there was any wrong, he would wait to draw the sword and end it. At the same time, he also wanted to see what the hell this little guy was playing? In the Miao village, where is there anyone who opened a Han inn? I guess someone asked him to make money from him and the three of them out of the village. It is still unknown what conspiracy there is.

But the three of them were disappointed. When they arrived at the destination, they found that the boy was not lying. They were not far from Miao Village. They could see each other with their naked eyes. There was really a river, and there were really many tents standing by the river. Judging from the traces of the bonfire, many people had lived here. Chu Xunyu asked the boy in surprise: "You rely on this to make a living? Your village guy allows you to do this? Receive Han guests?"

"We are Han Miao, okay." The boy tied up his horse and opened a large tent to signal the three of them, "Come and see, are you still satisfied?"

The three of them stretched their heads and looked at it. The conditions were much better than those in the wild. At least the animal skins were genuine and warm. They were even more surprised at the moment. Chu Xunyu and the other two found a stone to sit down. The boy explained: "It's just spring now, and you Han merchants have not arrived yet. After half a month, you will probably all be here."

"You kid are so good at making money." Mu Yuan sighed deeply.

"Okay, this is a tael of silver, take it." Chu Xunyu handed over.

The boy was shocked and was about to speak, Chu Xunyu immediately said, "No need to look for it, but you will stay together for one night tonight."

The boy agreed without thinking. This attitude shocked the three of them even more. Because Chu Xunyu's purpose, Wangchen and Muyuan both knew that he was still worried about the boy. If it was a trap, it would be difficult for people to know it at night. Keeping him there would be a hostage. If there were any problems, Chu Xunyu would not let him see the rising sun tomorrow, but he would not have expected his generous agreement.

At this time, the sun began to slowly set down the hillside. Everyone lit a bonfire and roasted some dry food to share it. Chu Xunyu asked the boy: "Little brother, what are your name?"

"Gatong." The boy smiled embarrassedly, "There are no Chinese names yet."

"Then why would you do this business?" Chu Xunyu asked again, "and you also want the silver from the Han people? The hard goods you use here are salt and silk."

"I..." Gatong was silent for a while, smiled bitterly, and then said, "It turned out that Gatong was born in Miao Village. She was an orphan. She died since childhood. Her father and her uncle went to the Central Plains together, but they accidentally joined the army. After her father died in the battlefield, her uncle also came back with his injuries and became disabled. He also taught Gatong. Chinese language was also taught by him. Her uncle is old and it is not convenient to go out to work. Now that Gatong is grown up, she will go hunting with the young people in the village to occasionally trade with the Han people to make a living. However, it is already difficult for him, a boy to earn some rice and flour to support himself and his uncle, let alone marry and have children in the future. If it weren't for the relief of others in the village, their life would be so difficult.

Two years ago, Uncle asked Gatong to discuss the current plan. He had been walking in the Central Plains for a long time and had a wide range of knowledge. Uncle found that the Han people who came to the village to trade every year had no place to live, so he wanted to imitate the Han inn and let Gatong set up tents around the village to start a business. Not to mention that the business every year was OK, he had been doing it for two years and saved more than ten taels of silver. Gatong was unwilling to spend his whole life in southern Xinjiang. He once heard his uncle say that the Central Plains was rich in resources and that it was more beautiful and rich, so Gatong always wanted to go to the Central Plains to have a look. This is why he wanted to save the Han people's silver. He needed money, and it was a lot of money, so he had the capital to go to the Central Plains and bring his uncle to life together.

When Chu Xunyu said this, the other two understood his intention. It was not the first time that he had met a highly vigilant guest like Chu Xunyu. After all, everyone is wary when they go out, and there are often merchants asking him to stay together. After a while, some merchants from Central Plains who have been here for many years have become his regular customers. Chu Xunyu asked: "How long have you been doing this business?"

"It's been more than two years." Gatong replied with his fingers, "I guess it will take another five years to save up."

"How much do you want?" Chu Xunyu asked again.

Ga Tong thought for a while: "I want to start a small business, which is probably more than fifty taels."

"It's indeed a considerable amount." Chu Xunyu nodded and asked, "I have a job here. Are you willing to take it? If I'm willing to give you a generous reward and save you from the hard work of all these years."

"I won't do anything illegal." Ga Tong looked at the three of them vigilantly.

"No need to break the law." Mu Yuan explained hilariously, "The first time we are here, we need a guide. You are good at Chinese, so you can be our guide."

"It's that simple?"

“It’s that simple.”

"How much does it cost?"

"I'll give you fifty taels at a time." Chu Xunyu stretched out his hand generously.

"What the hell do you want to do?" Ga Tong frowned, it seemed that his defensiveness was also very strong.

Chu Xunyu smiled and said, "Didn't you tell you that it's the first time we're here? You need a guide. You are also very interested in the customs and customs of southern Xinjiang. I want to record the stories here. I heard that there are many legendary ambitions in the ancient songs of the Miao people, so I want to collect them. You can help me translate them into Chinese. In the future, I will find a bookstore to sort them into a book and make money. I will also share your share."

"This way..." Gatong probably understood, but he still asked in confusion, "I have heard of Gu Ge, but they are all things from many years ago, and I can't remember them clearly. It probably takes a long time for you to find out about this thing."

"It doesn't matter, we have more time." Mu Yuan hurriedly signaled.

"Okay, I promise you." Gatong nodded, "I will go back tomorrow and talk to my uncle. I will see if he agrees, but you have to pay me some money first to take care of my uncle's life, and he will also sing an ancient song tune, you can listen."

"He can sing?" The three of them were shocked.

"Yes." Ga Tong looked proud, "This thing was passed down by word of mouth among the older generation, but it was incomplete. After all, it was too long, you can try it first."
Chapter completed!