Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 683 - 679: The Caravan in the Rainstorm

The people in the tribe saw Baye Feng driving the sheep back from the pasture and asked him one after another if it was going to rain.

After receiving Baye Feng’s affirmative answer, the shepherds in the area also began hastily driving their sheep back to the pens.

Unlike Baye Feng, who had been observing the weather early on, most of them had just started grazing their sheep for a short time.

At this moment, the sheep hadn’t had enough to eat yet, so driving them resulted in quite a commotion.

Baye Feng’s weather prediction skills were evident from the reaction of the people around him.

No one doubted his words. If he said it was going to rain, everyone immediately took precautions. This proved that his weather forecasts were usually accurate, which must have built up trust over time.

Sure enough, not long after Baye Feng drove the sheep back to the pens, the sky changed dramatically, and a storm was imminent.

Lin Wanwan was highly impressed with him; such a youth was surely destined for greatness, limited only by his social class and background.

If he were given some resources, he would surely soar. If she could recruit him under her wing, her forces would be greatly secured.

Right now, her Armed Department lacked a leader. Without a leader, it was just a scattered group.

Suddenly, strong winds arose, and the rain poured down in torrents.

Merchants not far away, seeing the sudden heavy rain, immediately set up camp near the Red Sun Tribe’s camp, clearly intending to shelter from the rain.

This commotion caused many people in the tribe to come out and watch. They had hoarded many cowhide and sheep wool products to trade with the merchants for cash or goods.

Lin Wanwan quietly hid in a concealed corner and traveled through time back to the modern era.

She didn’t bring any rain gear and didn’t want to become a drenched chicken.

Spending three hours in the Great Tang, only forty-five minutes had passed in the modern era. Lin Wanwan changed out of her boots, cleaned off the mud in the bathroom, quickly changed into modern clothes, grabbed her room card, and headed outside.

She needed to go to a nearby town to buy some things. Since she encountered the Hu Shang, there was no reason not to take advantage of the situation.

Stepping out of the felt tent, many people who attended the birthday party yesterday had already left. The ones who remained were mostly affluent people with leisure time.

Lu Shouyue and his childhood friends were at the nearby racetrack playing horse racing, but Lin Wanwan naturally didn’t have time to join in the fun.

After asking a few staff members, she found the boss and asked to borrow a car, which the boss readily agreed to.

The place Lin Wanwan wanted to go was the nearby hypermarket, intending to purchase mainly fine salt, brown sugar, and tea cakes.

These three items were definitely excellent goods in Yizhou during the Great Tang period.

Returning from the supermarket, she happened to encounter Lin Mengyun, who hadn’t left yet.

"Cousin, where have you been? Didn’t you go horse racing with Teacher Lu and the others?" Lin Mengyun asked as she approached.

"Supermarket," Lin Wanwan replied casually.

"Oh, by the way, cousin, today the crew of the variety show ’Goddesses’ Travel’ is here filming. Do you want to take a look?" Lin Mengyun smiled as she said, "I’m also participating in the recording as a guest."

Lin Wanwan, of course, replied that she wasn’t interested. She was in a hurry to continue traveling through time.

Variety shows, celebrities, none of these were as exciting as time travel.

After perfunctory small talk with Lin Mengyun, Lin Wanwan returned to the master bedroom of the felt tent, changed back into Hu clothing, stuffed the newly purchased items into a large canvas bag, grabbed an oiled paper umbrella, and once again traveled through time back to the Great Tang.

After busying herself for half an hour in the modern era, less than a quarter of an hour had passed in the Great Tang.

Lin Wanwan emerged from the corner holding the oiled paper umbrella, instantly attracting countless gazes due to her incongruous appearance!

Lin Wanwan nonchalantly headed towards the merchant caravan outside the tribe. As she passed the felt tent of Baye Feng and his sister, she greeted, "Want to go together and take a look?"

Baye Feng intended to sell whips and sheep hides and other miscellaneous items, so he naturally agreed.

He picked up his things, carried Naba, and, wearing a raincoat made of sheep hide, walked alongside Lin Wanwan.

He did not ask where Lin Wanwan’s oiled paper umbrella came from, as if Lin Wanwan taking out anything from the large bulging cloth bag she carried was completely natural.

"You stand out in your tribe, you should really go become a Tang person," Lin Wanwan persuaded once again, "There’s a great opportunity right now. You can leave with this caravan along with your sister.

I’ll give you a token and tea cakes. You can use the tea cakes to find your contacts, go to a manor outside Chang’an, and find the steward named Sun Chuyao. He will arrange everything for you in Chang’an."

Baye Feng replied without turning his head: "Going to Chang’an to be a slave for a noble, or staying on the grasslands as a horse thief, do you think horse thieves are less free than slaves?"

Lin Wanwan laughed: "No, you don’t have to be a slave in Chang’an, nor do you have to be a bloodthirsty horse thief. You can be a comfortable shopkeeper, you surely don’t want your sister to wander around with you, right?"

Baye Feng was silent for a moment: "I don’t know how to do business."

Lin Wanwan continued to entice him: "Then you can be part of the Department. Do you know what the Department is?"

Baye Feng smiled faintly, but did not respond.

If he were to leave, he would follow Shi Panduo to become a monk, and when Xuanzang returned to the country, he would follow Xuanzang into the Great Tang.

He was like a falcon, always a hunter, unwilling to become prey.

The three of them soon arrived at the temporary camp set up by the caravan. Large tarps were propped up with poles, and the sound of raindrops pattering on the oiled paper sounded as pleasing as copper coins falling to the ground.

People came and went in the camp. Women from the tribe pulled merchants to their felt tents to inspect the goods.

They had woven many blankets and rugs from wool, along with cowhide whips and other crafts, which they needed to exchange for salt and food, or perhaps copper coins.

The copper coins cast by the people of Chang’an were their favorite, no one could resist them.

Merchants who passed by on their way to Chang’an were often more generous than the cunning merchants in the city and the tradesmen who specifically came to the tribe to gather goods, so they were well-liked.

Standing out among the crowd, Lin Wanwan and Baye Feng, upon walking into the rain shelter under the oiled paper, attracted several curious glances.

Someone asked Lin Wanwan, "Are you Tang people?"

Lin Wanwan’s exposed large eyes were not deep-set, and her pupils were jet black, different from most Hu people’s light brown eyes.

Although she wore Hu clothing, her Tang features were as bright as fireflies in the dark night.

"Yes, I’m a Ranger from the Great Tang," Lin Wanwan didn’t elaborate further, a simple explanation of being a Ranger sufficed.

There was no need for Lin Wanwan to explain her origins; the items in her cloth bag were the best language.

When she took out things from the cloth bag, it caused a sensation, and immediately the leader of the caravan invited her into the most prestigious tent.

She invited Baye Feng to go with her, promising him a reward of a small garment made from Gaochang cotton that a girl could wear intimately.

Even within Gaochang itself, Gaochang cotton was considered a luxury, much like Tang silk for Tang people.