Chapter 820

Siva is miserable.

I walked around at the foot of the mountain for a long time without getting permission to go up the mountain.

But Siva also enjoyed it. He would wait here for a long time every day. When he was hungry, he asked those passing by to help buy some food. When he was sleepy, he set up a grass shed on the spot, sent people to buy some things and lived here.

Although a little bitter.

But watching the endless stream of people going up the mountain every day, listening to their rumors on the mountain, they are also very happy.

For going up the mountain, Siva is more urgent.

The fatal attraction of Zhang Feng made Siva forget his identity as Prince Zhenla. Before, he thought Prince Zhenla was a superior existence, but since he met Zhang Feng, he suddenly felt that Prince Zhenla was a fart!

Even his father is not even a scum.

Of course, he didn't dare to say these words in front of others, otherwise he would lose his legs when he went back.

But he doesn't care, as long as he can go up the mountain and return to Zhenla?

I'll go back to your second uncle.

No.

Because Zhang Feng has made a good thing since the white paper and marinated meat called flower chicken!

After spending a lot of money to get a cigarette from Lao he, Xiwa was completely lost. At this time, after all the people who lined up to enter the market went in, Xiwa sorted out his clothes and even clenched his prepared golden leaves again, intending to bribe the guard to let him go up the mountain.

"Oh, isn't this a real little prince? Why do you want to try again today?"

"Ha ha ha!"

Amid the guard's jokes, Siva saluted with unfamiliar Han etiquette and said, "I really know president Zhang. Would you please inform me that these are the footwork for several masters?"

The guard glanced at the bulging money bag in Siva's hand, took back his eyes, looked at Siva, put away his smile and said, "you're not a troublemaker. Since you're so sincere and you've been familiar with us these days, I'll make the decision and let you in, but if you dare to fool around on the mountain, it's difficult for us to do it, let alone Prince Zhenla, Even if you are the real wax king, I will break your dog leg! "

Siva looked at the guard like a dream.

It's seven days.

All the same words.

But these people were beaten to death and refused to enter. They said that this is the secret of the Tang Dynasty. Non Han people are not allowed to enter. But a few days ago, he watched a group of western people enter!

Although those people were all in handcuffs and shackles, he could not enter when others went in. Moreover, he brought all the customs clearance documents and CDs, and even asked the people of the Ministry of work and the Ministry of officials to prove that they were still unable to enter.

But now?

Can you get in?

Can't help but, Shiva was ecstatic for a moment and stuffed the money bag in his hand into the guard, but the guard stared and waved his knife: "what are you? What do you think I'm Chinese? Put away your money bag. If you go up the mountain and the Dean really takes you, you'd better keep your money bag! Maybe it's not enough to spend."

？？？

Siva didn't understand what he meant.

But I thanked him again and again and entered the mountain.

He is neither a businessman nor a student, so naturally he can't enter here.

However, for the square city at the foot of the mountain, he had long expected great success in Chang'an; The pressure of the two major markets has long been understood. It's not interesting, but here, although it's a mountain, there are more people and businessmen at the foot of the mountain than in Chang'an city!

How can this not excite him?

The guards are stationed at the mouth of the mountain. If you want to climb the mountain, you must take this mountain path only three feet wide. The straight cliffs on both sides of the mountain path are like door gods.

About a mile later, Siva's eyes suddenly opened up.

Bursts of noise were also constantly transmitted to Siva's ears.

"Fresh fruit!"

"Try the beer that just arrived, little brother? It's brewed by our dean himself. It only needs a penny, a penny!"

"Delicious fermented rice, the dean's favorite fermented rice, come and have a taste! It's not good to drink, no money!"

Xiwa looked as he walked, as strange as wild children in the mountains entering the city.

The market is very big.

On both sides of an endless mountain road, there are all kinds of red brick houses that Xiwa has never seen before, and some wood and bamboo. The ground is as hard as stone and inlaid with smooth stones of different colors. It looks very beautiful.

On this road, although there are many vendors, no one dares to spit and throw away garbage on this road. Even if there are a trace of tree leaves, someone will take the initiative to pick them up.

This could not help but make Siva more curious.

The most important thing is.

Everyone here basically has a cigarette in his hand, holds it in his mouth and walks with his head held high, while those without cigarettes pass in a hurry with their heads down.

This made Siva more curious.

Holding a Hu merchant, he asked curiously, "brother, why are these people holding cigarettes? Why do people without cigarettes hang their heads down?"

The Hu merchant looked like a monster and looked like him. He was not dressed like a Tang man. After half a ring, he said strangely, "boy, give me a cigarette. I'll tell you where there is a cigarette in Xiwa. He hurried to take out a piece of gold leaf from his purse. The man looked around like a thief. Then he pretended to be nothing and put it in his sleeve,.

"Boy, don't smoke is not a man. Do you understand? People who don't smoke don't deserve to stay in Jushan. Old brother, I advise you that there is a shop selling cigarettes at the door of the food factory over there. Go and buy a box, or you will drown in spittle after staying for a long time!"