Chapter 433 Old People, New Looks (Please vote and subscribe)

Shu Da, who was downstairs, led Sang Qiu and his entire clan of more than 170 people into the gate of Hanyang City and was immediately shocked.

The solid and thick suspension bridge, the solid wooden gate painted in vermilion, and the towering towers all showed the strength of the Han tribe. This place was much more imposing than the two rammed earth walls of the new city, although it was not as big as the way.

"Chief Shugu, is this Hanyang City?" Sang Qiu talked to Shu Da while looking at his tribe.

"Yes, isn't it written on the gate of the city? How about it, is it good enough?" Shu Da hadn't been back for half a year, and he was very excited to return to Hanyang City at this time, especially in front of the new people of the Sang tribe, and the pride in his heart was not to mention. However,

due to the rapid development of the Han tribe, although he hadn't been back for only half a year, Hanyang City had changed a lot, and even Shu Da himself was almost a new person.

"Well, your whole tribe has more than 170 people. I think it's better to live in the military camp first. There are double beds there, just enough for you to live. Then I will take you to see the leader and see how the leader arranges accommodation for you." Shu Da thought for a while and decided.

"Oh, okay, I'll follow your arrangements."

Sancho had just arrived, but he had become familiar with Shu Da, the soldier leader, when he was in the new city before. Now he was taken to Hanyang City, a place where he was unfamiliar with, so he had to follow Shu Da's arrangements.

Just now, judging from the attitude of the soldiers guarding the city towards Shu Da, he should have a high status here. The Han tribe is so powerful, there is no reason for them to do anything, right, Sancho comforted himself.

A group of people walked on the clean and tidy streets. The streets paved with blue bricks were unusually flat. The tung trees and fluorescent willow trees on both sides had not grown much. Children playing games could be seen everywhere, running around chasing balls. The adults in the city were also busy with their own things, and it seemed lively.

Following the straight streets, the people of the Sang tribe felt that their eyes were not enough to see the blue brick houses lined up on the roadside. They were talking about the scenery of Hanyang City.

"Look, look, that's a windmill. There is wood sawing inside the house. I saw one in the new city. There are so many big windmills here!" A girl from the Sang tribe shouted happily.

"Wow, look, look, those houses over there are so tall, and there are so many windows on them. Look, look, there are people inside!" Another Sang tribe member also exclaimed.

The group soon arrived at the military camp that was originally set up in Hanyang City. Although most of the people have left now, whenever a soldier returns here after completing a mission, he will temporarily live here, so it still looks very clean.

"We're here. There may not be that many empty houses in Hanyang City right now, so we can only let you live together first. This is a bunk bed. You can sleep on the top or the bottom. If there are not enough, you can put the tables over there together and use them as beds. You can arrange meals together. I'll take you to the elders to ask for some animal skins or something to make the bed."

When they arrived at the clean and tidy barracks, although it seemed a bit simple, the primitive people of the Sang tribe who had never lived in a brick house did not dislike it at all. Instead, they thought that bunk beds were very magical. They were not dissatisfied with the environment of the military camp at all. They excitedly threw their bags on the beds. A group of people immediately automatically distributed the ownership of the beds, and they did not see the fatigue of traveling for days.

After settling the tribesmen of the Sang tribe, Shu Da took Sang Qiu and her translator to find Luo Chong. They saw many busy tribesmen along the way. Some drove ox carts to transport salt mines from outside the city, and some used trailers divided into two sections to transport processed wood to the construction site in the city.

But when Shu Da arrived at Luo Chong's house, he didn't find anyone there. Even Xiao Die was not at home. He only saw two naked children squatting under a tree on the street playing in the mud.

"Hey, have you two seen the leader? Where is the leader?" Shu Da walked up to the two and asked.

"I know, I know. The leader is in the school, teaching the tribe leaders to read. I sneaked into the school that day and saw that the school is very big." A child quickly stood up and said boastfully.

Before he could finish his words, the other child covered his mouth with his muddy hands.

"You are so stupid. We can't tell others about our schooling. Have you forgotten?"

Rat Da looked at the two innocent children and was amused by them. He no longer cared whether they had entered the school or not. He took Sancho and the translator to the teaching building in the central city again. If I remember correctly, the four tallest buildings were the schools they were talking about.

When he arrived at the central city, Rat Da was a little confused. When he left Hanyang City, these tall buildings had not been built yet, and he had no idea what they looked like inside. At this time, he didn't know which building the leader was in. Fortunately, there was an office building construction site next to it. Rat Da directly found the wooden barrel who was directing the erection of pillars and beams.

"Mutong, where is the leader? Which building is he in? I brought the newly joined members of the Sang tribe and want to take them to meet the leader."

"Ah! Shuda, you haven't been back for a long time. Let's go to my house for dinner in the evening. Oh, by the way, you want to find the leader, right? Then I'll take you there, otherwise you'll probably get dizzy in the building."

Mutong looked at this old acquaintance with surprise. Although Shuda was a tribal leader before, Mutong of the Shu tribe joined earlier. Before the Black Rat tribe came, Mutong was already the head carpenter of the Han tribe. Naturally, he might be lower than Shuda, and the two have always been on the same level.

"Okay, then don't complain that I eat too much, and eat your child's portion too. By the way, why are you building a house with wood again, and the foundation is so high? Wasn't the brick building before good?"

"Hey, the leader asked, you will know when it is built, it is much better than the teaching building."

As they talked, they entered a teaching building and climbed up the stairs on one side. The frightened Rat and Sancho didn't know which leg to step on.

"You are installing the stairs on the city wall into the house? Isn't this wooden one strong enough?" Rat asked in surprise.

"Hey, what's the big deal? You three can jump on the stairs together, nothing to be afraid of, follow me, the leader is usually on the third floor, I don't know why he likes to stay in high places so much." Mu Tong also explained with a smile, and pulled a few people upstairs, Sancho and the translator followed behind and whispered.

"The Han tribe is amazing. Are houses like this really made by humans?! At first I thought we were in the place where the gods lived. They could come up with such a magical way to allow people to walk into a house that is taller than a tree." The translator carefully grasped the handrail of the stairs and sighed as he climbed the stairs.

"Don't say such things in the future. Now our entire tribe has joined the Han tribe. We will be members of the Han tribe in the future. This is also the place where our tribe lives. We will get used to it slowly. There are so many magical places in the Han tribe. There are also wool weaving and silk weaving that the leader mentioned. I haven't seen them yet." Sancho also sighed.

The three-story building was not very high. Several people quickly came to the door of a classroom on the third floor. The door was not closed. Anyway, there were not many people in the whole building. It would be cooler to open the door.

Mu Tong and several people stood at the door and immediately saw dozens of students carving mud in the room, and Luo Chong standing by the window and smiling at them. Now they didn't even need to knock on the door. It turned out that the leader knew they were coming.

"Mu Tong, if you have nothing to do, go ahead and do your work. Shu Da, follow me to the classroom next door to talk."

Luo Chong, who had been waiting at the window for a long time, saw them coming up and walked out of the classroom to say to them.

(End of this chapter)