"Okay, then let's go to Baiman Canyon." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and stroked her hair, "I also mentioned Baiman Canyon in my previous conversation with Mr. Yan. It happens that his home is in a small market town near the entrance of Baiman Canyon."

"He also heard about my plan and invited us to stay at his home." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll do whatever you say. I'll listen to you on this trip north."

Luo Fengtang smiled, leaned down and kissed her gently on the forehead.

"Why are you so good?" he asked in a low voice.

His eyes fell on her face, gentle and affectionate, with a bit of doting.

Yang Ruoqing pouted and said in a cute way: "My wife is always so good, okay?"

Outside the tent, snowflakes were falling.

Inside the tent, it was as warm as spring.

…

The next day, the snow really stopped.

The sun has also come out. Although the sunshine is not very strong, people can still feel the warmth when it shines on them.

Yan Huaian asked his men to pull up the tent, tidy it up, and then went on his way.

Outside Yanmen Pass, there is a grassland.

But as we walked further out of this grassland, mountains and canyons appeared along the way.

Then came the cities and market towns of various sizes.

The lively market scenes seen along the way are no less than those in Daqi.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were opened.

I secretly sighed that Liao was indeed a big country in the north, and its prosperity was beyond imagination.

After another two days of work, they arrived at Yan Huaian's home.

In a market town.

After settling down, Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing rode two horses and set off to the nearby Baiman Grand Canyon.

The two of them set out at dawn without having breakfast.

When we arrived near the entrance of the Grand Canyon, a teahouse appeared in front of us.

At the door of the tea house, a large shed was built with felt to block the wind.

There were several tables and stools under the shed, and they were full of people.

"Qing'er, let's go over there to eat something before entering the canyon!" Luo Fengtang suggested.

Yang Ruoqing also saw the smoke rising from the teahouse over there.

"Okay, I'm a little hungry too, so let's go." She said.

The two of them found a table at the entrance of the teahouse and sat down.

I ordered a basket of large meat buns, two cakes, and two bowls of hot horse milk tea from the shopkeeper.

Yang Ruoqing glanced around.

Some of the people who come here to eat look like residents of Batu Town.

Some of them were walking in a hurry, with large and small bags beside them. They were probably businessmen on their way.

I heard Yan Huaian say that the Baiman Grand Canyon in front is a shortcut, and merchants traveling from south to north often pass by there.

Soon, the hot food was served.

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man who is very enthusiastic.

"Two distinguished guests, what you asked for is ready, please use it slowly," he said.

Yang Ruoqing looked away and smiled faintly: "Okay, thank you."

"No thank you, no thank you. Just shout if you have any orders, and I'll knead the dough over there."

"okay!"

The two moved their chopsticks and started eating.

Luo Fengtang still had the old habit of choosing all the meat-filled buns for Yang Ruoqing.

Just eat the vegetarian buns and cakes.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

He picked up a big meat bun and put it in the bowl in front of him: "It's not like we can't afford it now, you can eat it too and you'll be full!"

Luo Fengtang looked moved, grabbed the meat bun and took a bite, his face full of happiness.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled, lowered her head and ate in small bites.

Outside the teahouse, there was suddenly the sound of horse hooves.

Then I heard the shopkeeper's warm greeting.

She turned her head and glanced over there.

A group of people dressed as merchants were parked outside the teahouse.

From a carriage that was not very inconspicuous, a man wearing a dark blue cotton coat and a blue cloak got down.

Everyone else was waiting outside the tea house but did not come in. Only the man in the blue cloak entered the tea house at the invitation of the shopkeeper.

The edge of the cloak was pressed very low, and from Yang Ruoqing's perspective, the man's true appearance could not be seen.

However, when the man passed near her table, she still smelled a faint, cool fragrance.

woman?
Chapter completed!