After a while, Old Wang came back with a tall and thin man.
Old Wang bowed and said, "General, when I went to look for the village just now, I met a local resident and brought him back."
Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong looked at the man in front of them, and their brows slowly furrowed.
Although this person was a man, his body was not as strong as the women in Chang 'an City. He was as thin as a match, and his eyes had no spirit at all. They were turbid and had sunken deep into their sockets. His hair was messy like a bird's nest, and his clothes were tattered, with only half a piece of cloth covering his buttocks.
In fact, Cheng Yaojin had already guessed that the border was extremely poor before he came, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult. There was not even a complete piece of clothing to cover the body. Moreover, looking at the man in front of him, it seemed that he hadn't eaten for a few days.
Alas, the people of the Tang Dynasty at the border not only had to endure the invasion of the Turks, but they also had to worry about food.
Just as Cheng Yaojin was thinking about how to ask, Yuchi Gong spoke first.
"Man, let me ask you. What's your name? Are you from the border? "
Hearing this, the man quickly lowered his head and looked like he didn't want to speak.
Obviously, this person was often bullied. He was timid and very afraid of officials.
Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes at Yuchi Gong, then looked at the man and said, "Man, don't be afraid. We are not bad people. We are soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. This time, we came to the border to carry out military affairs. We also came to ask you about it. Can you answer my question?"
Old Cheng was indeed a rough man. When he saw that the man was afraid, he quickly changed his way of communication.
However, he couldn't blame him. He said that he had brought a group of people with him. Who knew what he was doing?
Besides, this was the border. It was necessary to be cautious.
When the man heard Cheng Yaojin's words, he raised his head slightly and glanced at him. Seeing the latter smile back, he asked in a hoarse voice with uncertainty, "Really? Are you here to ask us about it?"
Cheng Yaojin smiled kindly and nodded.
Hearing this, the man said cautiously, "My name is Er Gou. I'm from the border."
Upon hearing that, Yuchi Gong was instantly overjoyed. "It's good that he's from the borders. Quick, bring us to him …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Cheng Yaojin kicked him. "Lao Tzu, shut up."
Yuchi Gong couldn't take it anymore. "Old Cheng, what are you doing?"
Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes at Yuchi Gong and ignored him. He had already cursed him a million times in his heart. Then, he looked at Er Gou and said, "Er Gou, you don't look like you've eaten. Come, eat something first."
After that, Cheng Yaojin winked at the soldier leading the horse.
The soldier immediately understood and opened the bag he carried with him, revealing a pile of steamed buns and a few pieces of jerky.
Instantly, Er Gou's eyes were attracted by the white steamed buns. He licked his dry lips and swallowed his saliva. From time to time, he would steal glances at Cheng Yaojin from the corner of his eyes.
"Eat it. It's all for you."
Cheng Yaojin smiled.
"You're really giving it to me?"
Er Gou asked uncertainly.
In his impression, soldiers were all fierce and vicious. None of them were as nice as Cheng Yaojin. He even gave him food. It was already good enough that he didn't exploit him.
For example, last time, a group of soldiers came from the border and took away a few stones of grain. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come out to look for wild vegetables.
"Of course. I, Old Cheng, don't lie. Eat it. It's all for you."
Cheng Yaojin gave him a kind smile.
Er Gou looked at Cheng Yaojin. Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, he didn't care anymore. Like a hungry wolf, he snatched the white steamed bun and started eating.
"Old Cheng, you didn't let him bring us to look for people just now because you wanted to give him steamed buns?"
Yuchi Gong pointed at Er Gou, somewhat puzzled.
"You can say that. Most of the people at the border are afraid of soldiers. Just look at Er Gou. If we directly tell them why we're here, I'm afraid they won't accept it. We'll have to slowly communicate with them later."
Cheng Yaojin looked at Er Gou and nodded.
"Alright then. I'll listen to you."
Yuchi Gong nodded.
A moment later, Er Gou finished all the steamed buns in his hands. There wasn't even much jerky left. Cheng Yaojin felt his heart ache when he saw this. However, thinking about the people, he suppressed the anger in his heart. "Er Gou, are you full? Can you bring us to your neighbor now? "
Hearing this, Er Gou quickly licked the meat in his hand and burped. "Yes, I can."
He now had a good impression of this amiable guy. However, the same couldn't be said for the ugly and dark guy. It was his fault for not giving him any food just now.
Cheng Yaojin was delighted. "Then you lead the way. We'll follow behind."
With that, he waved at the soldiers behind him. Er Gou led the way.
The Gobi Desert was very big. At first glance, everything was gray and hazy.
Er Gou led the group through many twists and turns. Finally, they stopped in front of a hill.
"There, that's our village."
Er Gou pointed not far away.
Cheng Yaojin squeezed the horse's belly and took two steps forward.
A huge village came into view. It was basically made of straw or mud. Outside the village, there were a few men patrolling back and forth with iron weapons. Occasionally, the cries of livestock could be heard from the alley.
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