Seeing Gao Fei walking out of the forest with two small flags, Sun Yan, the small flag officer who was left behind, brought people to welcome him. There was a lot of work on the post road. In addition to being responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the caravans, he was also responsible for the safety patrol of the Baili Shang Road and repairing the damaged roads.

There are hundreds of people in one station, which sounds like a lot, but in fact it is not enough. I am busy every day.

The road patrols once every three days, and Gao Fei, the postmaster, led three small flags and two small flags stayed at the post station. When you go on a horse and walk into the forest, you must have a small flag stayed outside to watch the horse.

"Secretary Commander." Sun Yan is an old man from Lan 33rd Service. He has been in service for two and a half years. He glanced at the crowd and knew it was not bad, and there was no loss this time.

"Go back to the post station." Gao Fei turned over the horse, but without explaining, he pulled his head and walked back.

A small post leader is inconspicuous in the entire Fenghua Business Alliance, but in Lan Sansan Post, he is a big shot with a word.

Usually, I have to walk a hundred miles on the road. Even if I am lazy, I have to walk a hundred miles. Today I have only been patrolling twenty miles. If the recorder records a note, Gao Fei will definitely be in trouble.

Donggu Business Road is a big business road. Caravans carry cars every day. As the last stop in the Fenghua Business Alliance, although Lan Sansanyi is a small business, it occupies a wide area. Anyway, the land here is not valuable. As long as you have the ability, you can occupy as much as you want.

Sixteen courtyards, hundreds of rooms, and seemingly huge buildings are crowded for the post soldiers. These courtyards serve caravans. There are only more than ten rooms where they live. On average, more than a dozen people can get one.

There are hundreds of people at the post station, but one official must be left. Gao Fei, as the chief officer in charge of the post station, was directly in charge of the post station soldiers. In terms of the errands, there were one group leader, one official in charge of the post station, five officers, and five small flags. These were the management of the post station.

At this time, Lan Sansan Post was crowded, and even the courtyard of the post station had already been empty, and it was still impossible to stay. The four small caravans could only set up tents outside the post station.

"The post leader is back." Li Bing, the leader of the group, was so busy that he could only come and say hello to Gao Fei, and then take people to work.

The life of the post soldiers is not easy, and the life of the errands is even worse. It is better when you are busy, at least there are rewards. When there are fewer guests, the errands are still unable to get idle. They go to the forest to hunt, collect, repair houses, clean, and carry water and make meals...

"Mr. Dongfang, do you have something to do at home?" Gao Fei asked. Dongfang Liang was the official in Lan Santhi-Sanyi, and his status ranks third.

The recorder does not care about martial arts or miscellaneous matters, and only has the right to record and report. If he is rude, the post leader and the group leader will not have a good life.

Dongfang Liang was in his early forties, wearing a blue shirt and a literati dress. He was also the most knowledgeable person in Lan Sanshisanfu. It is said that he had been studying in a private school for three years and could write articles.

"There is nothing at home." Dongfang Liang replied, taking out the paper and pen to record. Although the recorder did not have to accompany him to patrol the road, he could judge whether the patrol was lazy from the time he set out and came back. He had sharp eyes, and from the mental state of the post soldiers, he could see whether they were looking for a place to rest, and they did not patrol the road at all.

"Today, I met a blue blood monster scout who was injured and killed twenty-eight poems. There were about a hundred people in the blue blood scout team, and the taste was not right." Gao Fei said, this was a report on his duties. Every time he returned from the patrol, the postmaster would dictate it and record the record of the official, and the chief postmaster would check it.

If something happens, the business alliance manager will also review these records for reference.

"What's wrong?" Dongfang Liang finished recording and asked, "The relationship between the post commander and the official who recorded the matter is usually not very good. This is intentional for the Shang League. The post commander and the head of the group will be held every three years, while the official who recorded the matter is usually once a year."

This Dongfang Recorder has been in Lan Santhi-Sanyi for less than three months.

"The Blue Blood Monster smells wrong. In the past two months, the Blue Blood Monster's scouts have been frequently dispatched and the number of people has increased. I feel that something is going to happen." Gao Fei said, this is his experience of more than half a year since he was here.

"Do you need to report?" Dongfang Liang asked. This is the responsibility of the recorder.

Gao Fei was hesitating. Donggu Business Road was very long, and there were thirty-three inns in the Blue Blood Forest section. There were more than 3,300 miles of business trips, and the inns had never had enough manpower.

The nearest major post here is Lan Sanshiyi, where there are only 200 post soldiers. Even if the light cavalry and fast horses support it, it will take one and a half days. Moreover, there cannot be too many people who can come for reinforcements. Even if the 31 or 32 liang of post soldiers are drawn, it cannot exceed 150.

Early warning is indeed a good idea, but he cannot guarantee that his feelings are right. If he lies to report the police, it will be a big problem.

In fact, the guardian power on the business road is not only the post soldiers. The post soldiers only account for a small part, and the caravan guards are the main combat power.

A small caravan has one hundred large caravans and one hundred guards. It is necessary for a martial artist, which is equivalent to the generals of two small posts.

At present, there are only twenty caravans living in Lan Sansan Post, including two medium-sized caravans. There are thousands of people alone, including martial artists and guards. This kind of thing is really not something that he, a small postmaster, can decide.

No, you must report it. Gao Fei feels bad.

After hesitating for a while, Gao Fei nodded and said, "Go forward and I'll sign it."

"Okay." Dongfang Liang smiled slightly. He had long disliked Gao Fei. He didn't believe the bullshit warning at all.

In the post station, the post commander is the chief official. In fact, it often depends on the face of the recorder. Although the recorder does not have real power, it is very easy for him to really make trouble for the post commander.

Gao Fei is different from the postmaster he had met before, and looks very noble. It is said that Gao Fei was originally a businessman, a small businessman in Yanhua Mall. The caravan was robbed several times in a row and went bankrupt.

Such a businessman who is not good at making a high or low is the most annoying. He always takes the airs of a merchant but does nothing. What a cow? If you really want a cow, who will be the postmaster?

Dongfang Liang wrote a good handwriting, but in just a moment, a warning document was completed, and there was no trap inside. It is said that Gao Fei had read a book, so he was afraid it would be difficult to cheat. After this warning was raised, as long as there was nothing to do within a month, he, the postmaster, would do it all, and there was no need to use other means.

After taking the document, I checked it out, I picked up the pen to sign it, used a seal, put it into the document bag, and used a hot paint. Gao Fei felt a little relieved.

After receiving the document, Dongfang Liang smiled and said, "The supply team should arrive tomorrow, I'll let them take it back."

"Okay." Gao Fei responded, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

There are 16 courtyards in Lan Sansan Post. In the innermost part of the last courtyard, there is a three-room independent courtyard. It is called a small courtyard, but it is actually three rooms and an open space. This is one of the few benefits of the postmaster.

Gao Fei's bedroom is not big, less than fifty square meters, and it is clean and tidy. One bed, one table, one chair, and a coarse porcelain kettle, two water cups, and two large wooden boxes stacked in the corner of the wall. This is Gao Fei's entire property.

After drinking the sweet spring water, Gao Fei frowned. The next moment, his body disappeared out of thin air, and his eyes turned black, and Gao Fei appeared in the secret room again.

The food bag was gone, and the box of iron meat disappeared, and even the empty box was not left. In the center of the secret room, two new boxes were added, with a piece of paper on it.

Gao Fei carefully observed the surroundings and found no danger. He slowly walked closer and did not find any traps in front of the white carton.

Paper is as white as snow, Gao Fei has never seen such a good paper.

There are words on the paper, which are slender and weird, and I don’t recognize a single word Gao Fei.

The carton is still sealed with transparent seals, and there are pictures around it, which is still so wonderful.

Unlike before, this time it was a seemingly transparent bottle containing something...

It should be some kind of fruit!

Gao Fei took a few deep breaths to suppress the excitement in his heart. He first put away the white paper, pulled the seal to pieces, opened the carton, and there were six transparent glass bottles inside...

Glass bottle!

Who is so crazy about making bottles with glass worth a thousand gold? Such a large bottle requires a large piece of glass to be dug out, and it also needs to be polished. Just this handicraft must at least be done by a magic craftsman.

Carefully picked up a glass bottle, his hands trembled slightly, unconsciously stabilizing his hands with the power of the body and watching carefully.

Oh my God, there are indeed fruits in the glass bottle, and there is also juice. What kind of fruit is this? It actually needs to be used to match it with glass bottles. And one box is six bottles, two boxes of twelve bottles...

I really wanted to take it away directly, Gao Fei still held it back and had to exchange it. This is the iron rule of the merchant alliance. Even if the exchange between the two parties is not equal, it must be exchange.

Taking a deep breath, carefully put the bottle back into the box, searching for a while on his body, and sighing. He was just a small postmaster, not rich. Not to mention that he is just a postmaster now, even if he had some money at home when he was a child, he would probably be reluctant to buy such a magical item.

The key is the words on paper. Gao Fei couldn't recognize them. He didn't think Dongfang Liang could recognize them. That idiot thought he was a literati after only three years of studying in a private school.

Close your eyes and feel a little dizzy. When you open your eyes again, you have already returned to your bedroom. Gao Fei rushed to the corner of the wall in two steps, opened the box, rummaged through it, and after a moment, he closed the box in depressedly.

Even if it was an unequal transaction, he could not find anything that could be used for trading. The postmaster had a monthly salary of ten gold coins every month, and basically saved it. Gao Fei had more than sixty gold coins in his hand, but what was the use of this little money?

Sitting on the chair, thinking for a while, I pushed the door and walked out of the room: "Thunderstone!"

"I'm here." Lei Shi is his confidant. He usually lives in a small cottage outside the yard, and there is a sleigh-stone's subordinates also live here. This is the treatment of his confidant.

"Does there be prey today?" The gold coins are not worth much money, and Gao Fei can't bring out valuable things. Since the last piece of tiger meat, the other party accepted it, why not exchange it for Mori Nakano?

"I hunted a few forest deer today." Lei Shi replied.
Chapter completed!