Ma Qiang was a little unhappy. After all, he had just saved you. Why did he look at himself like the enemy? But when he looked at the direction of the girl's eyes, he immediately understood.

It's hair!

Ma Qiang has only been in this world for more than a month. Although his hair has grown a little longer, it has only changed from two or three centimeters to four or five centimeters long. In this era, such short hair has either been punished, or is a grassland nation.

In fact, the grassland people did not shave their hair during the Qin and Han dynasties. After all, the weather on the grassland is cold, and long hair can keep warm, and they usually have braids. However, some elite knights on the grassland shave their hair to facilitate battles. This is actually the same as braids. They are all in order to prevent the view from being distracted due to the distraction of hair in horse riding battles. However, the grassland generally has to wait until the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Ma Qiang touched his hair and said to the girl, "I'm not a Wuhuan or Xianbei, I'm a Han Chinese. This hair was shaved by my master for me. I've been like this since I was a child, well... This is the custom of our school. Do you know monks? Oh, it's the Futu Sect, and they also shaved their hair.

By the way, my name is Ma Qiang, where are you?"

The girl looked at Ma Qiang suspiciously, then breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and said, "I was so offensive just now. The surname is Lu and his name is Qingcheng. Thank you for your life-saving kindness. This tiger is extremely fierce. Could it be that you raised by Jun?"

Yan is the self-proclaimed by an ancient woman, which still has such a dialect in later generations, Hebei and Shandong. (For the sake of convenience of reading, try not to use less common terms in later generations, please do not complain.)

Ma Qiang shook his head and smiled, "I can't afford it. It was my master who sent it to send me down the mountain."

Ma Qiang knew that if he entered the society at this time, the biggest problem was his origin. If he did not have a set of rhetoric, he would easily be considered a spy and arrested.

After all, Ma Qiang didn't know any common sense about this era, and to the people of this era, he was more like a spy from a foreign country.

Therefore, Ma Qiang had already thought of a word along the way.

"By the way, I just went down the mountain. What year has it been now? Where is this place?" Ma Qiang continued to ask.

The girl pointed to the south and said, "This place should be in Yuyang County. From here to the end of the mountains and forests, you can reach my hometown Guangyang County. Today is the third day of the fifth day of the sixth year of Guanghe."

Ma Qiang quickly read the memories in his head and knew the approximate location and year he was.

Guangyang County is probably near Beijing in later generations, so the forest where I am is the Yanshan Mountains. Thinking about this, I did not throw out the original research institute when I traveled through time.

The sixth year of Guanghe was 183 AD. In another year, the Yellow Turban Rebellion, which brought the entire Eastern Han Dynasty into the countdown to its demise, was about to begin.

Thinking of this, Ma Qiang frowned again.

Although I had guessed that I was around the Three Kingdoms before when I looked at the Starry Sky, now it is the beginning of the troubled times. Should I live in seclusion in the mountains or find a prince to join me?

Ma Qiang had no ambitions, and it seemed very romantic to compete for the world, but as a later generation, he knew better that the war in the late Han Dynasty brought about the deaths of tens of millions of people and the great decline of the Han people. If possible, Ma Qiang hoped that the war would disappear.

Isn’t it good for everyone to make small money together?

"Lu..." Ma Qiang suddenly got a little stuck. How do you call such a little girl in this era? Is it appropriate to call her a lady? Or call her a girl? Is it too rustic? Is it a little frivolous? This feeling of being unconventional is really annoying.

Ma Qiang suddenly remembered that when watching "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on TV, everyone called each other words and avoided the names.

"Qingcheng, I just came out of the mountain and I don't have a place to stay. Can you take me to your village to see it?" Ma Qiang wanted to learn some basic common sense at this time before making plans.

"Qing... Qingcheng?" Lu Qing looked elsewhere with a little twist, then peeked at Ma Qiang, frowned, then patted his chest and said, "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely let you enter our village."

What is this? What I said when I entered a village was like I was guaranteed to be awarded.

By the way, there is no imperial examination in this era...

"Okay, by the way, is your village far away from here? This bear is about 400 kilograms. If it is too far away, we will choose something to take it away, and throw the others here." Ma Qiang looked at the dead bear next to him and said.

"More than four hundred kilograms? Ma Jun..."

"Call me Brother Ma or Brother Qiang, Ma Jun sounds weird." Ma Qiang touched his nose and said.

No one in later generations called each other a man, and Ma Qiang always felt that Lu Qingcheng was talking about Taijun.

"Little...Little Brother Ma?" Lu Qingcheng is sure that the person in front of him might have just gone down the mountain. How could he feel that he was not happy with his honorific title, but that he would call him such a strange title.

In this way, the one who just called me so intimately shouldn’t have deliberately wanted to get close to me.

Thinking about it, I am just a wild girl. Just looking at his dress and skin, you can tell that he is not an ordinary person, and he doesn't even know the approximate weight of things. I'm afraid he is from a wealthy family who doesn't need to work.

"Then... Brother Ma, this bear should be 800 kilograms." Lu Qingcheng squatted down and touched the brown bear's heart, confirming that the brown bear was dead, and then smiled happily at Ma Qiang, "This bear is full of treasures. If it is taken to the county town for sale, it can be sold for 20 to 30 kilograms. It cannot be wasted. Our village is less than a day away from here. I will rub some ropes. Can we find a way to pull him back?"

As he said that, Lu Qingcheng was already looking for the angle to tie the bear with a rope.

A day's foot trip? Pulling this thing?

More than 800 kilograms should be caused by the difference between the Chinese kilograms and later generations, but no matter what the unit is, the weight of the bear can be placed here. There is no car or road, so I have to move it back... Ma Qiang glanced at the basket he was carrying.

Ma Qiang's backpack is filled with clean water, barbecue, various tools and animal skins, and this bear... Ma Qiang feels exhausted.

"Sister Hu... Can you help me..." Ma Qiang looked at Sister Hu with a gaze. Sister Hu turned her head with her eyes closed, and she was joking, asking the tiger to pull things? She really thought that Sister Hu would not bite people.

"Sister Hu, you have eaten so much meat, all of them are salty, and you must have never tasted sweet. In this way, when you arrive in their village, will I make a sweet and sour meat for you to eat? I tell you, this sweet and sour meat is sweet and sour, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which is guaranteed to be a taste you have never eaten." Ma Qiang smiled and rubbed Sister Hu's neck and said with a flattering look.

"Roar!!"—"Really?"

"Really! Really true than pearls!" Ma Qiang said as he patted his chest and made a promise.

"Roar!"——"If it doesn't taste delicious, I'll put you in a nap."

Sister Hu stood up while yawning, signaling Ma Qiang to tie the bear up and put it on.

Lu Qingcheng looked at Ma Qiang, tied Xiong Wuhua and put the rope on the giant tiger, and tied some animal skins of unknown beasts to the rope to prevent the tiger from being too painful.

Nowadays... have tigers been popular to pull goods?
Chapter completed!