The fat red man took a deep breath as soon as he said a word, and sweat poured down his neck into his collar. On this hot day, wearing two layers of long-sleeved satin and a hat, and being so fat, Chu Qing felt hot just looking at him.

He was so panicked that he couldn't breathe.

I was so patient after being stuck in the carriage for so long before I came out!

"Why didn't your caravan come to me to report?" said the fat man.

"This is our King Guli!" the guard leader immediately reminded loudly. The implication is: If you dare to answer dishonestly again, you will be killed!

"Does it need to be reported? We really don't know. Can we report it now?" Chu Qing replied. She really didn't know what else needed to be reported.

In fact, there is no such thing as reporting. The Voss country has a laissez-faire attitude towards the caravan from Daxuan. They just want to have supplies when they have to leave the country.

Pazhuo, the king of Guli, just used these words as a prelude. He was here to inspect the cotton field harvest. On the way, he heard that a caravan had settled in to purchase cotton, so he came to take a look at the situation.

Cotton is currently an important source of income in Tuhult. This place is different from Sot and Virat.

Hesote produces cattle, horses and sheep, and is also the place with the largest number of cavalry. Virat is the grain producing area of ​​the entire Voss country, with wheat, highland barley, and corn all coming from there.

It's not enough for them to paint Huerte. The entire area is a desert, and only four areas with rivers can grow some cotton and wheat.

In the past, the cotton here was sold to the Donglun Kingdom in exchange for money, and horses and grain were purchased from other tribes. Now I heard that someone wanted to buy his cotton, and I became anxious.

How can the cotton be sold without going through his hands? If the cotton farmers don't pay enough cotton, they can use money to compensate, but the money is far less than the price he sells to the Daxuan caravan or the mutual market. How much less will he charge?

!Cotton fabrics are valuable items in Donglun and Daxuan.

"Yes!" The fat red man nodded pretendingly, "Tell me about it."

Then you have to say, we are here to collect cotton. You can sell it or exchange it for something. The more cotton, the better.

"Haha," King Guli smiled enigmatically: "How much do you have to pay to collect my cotton?"

"Since you're here, please make an offer." Chu Qing handed him the right to speak.

"Refreshing! A pound of cotton costs thirty-five cents, how about it?"

"You said a foot of white folded cloth costs thirty-five cents? Then you are at a loss!" Chu Qing reminded "kindly": "On the exchange market, a foot of white folded cloth costs forty-five cents."

"...It's a business, I'll raise the price from the ground up, and you can pay me back on the spot!"

"Lord King Guli, let me settle the account for you." Chu Qing didn't want to talk nonsense. The more he talked, the more he wanted to die. Endless bargaining with a lord would easily anger the other party, so it was better to go straight to the point.

So Chu Qing said: "Look, the white folded cloth on the market is forty-five cents per foot, and you still need to bear the transportation fee; if a caravan comes to buy the white folded cloth, the price is twenty-eight cents, and a piece of cloth is forty feet.

, that is one thousand one hundred and twenty articles.

However, due to the weight, the caravan can only come once a year, and each time is only a few hundred horses. No matter how much, the caravan cannot transport it, and you cannot produce larger quantities.

Our caravan will come at least twice a year, and we only want seed cotton, which is the cotton bolls you picked, and we can get as much as you want, saving you the cost of processing."

"In addition, I have visited all of your cotton fields here and provided some guidance on farming, which can help you increase your production. If necessary, my caravan can provide more guidance in the future."

"Your guidance? You Daxuan can't even grow cotton, so what guidance can you give?" Pa Zhuo, the king of Guli, sneered.

Chu Qing smiled and shook his head: "Haha, sir, what our Daxuan lacks is not planting experience, but sunshine.

The most important things for planting cotton fields are long hours of sunshine, very little rainfall, and loose soil. Your place is suitable, but I, Daxuan, do not have these conditions.

But we, Daxuan, have advantages that you cannot match in terms of the cultivation of crops, the utilization of cultivated land, and the advancement of agricultural tools.

In addition, two months ago I taught people here how to remove cotton worms. Ask them how the results were. This year’s cotton bolls have been picked. Ask them whether their output has increased compared to last year.”

The fat red man Padro's eyes narrowed and he looked at Chu Qing carefully. He never looked down on anyone, especially women.

Anyone who underestimates women will basically suffer at the hands of women. This is most obvious in the Voss royal family.

The woman in front of me is the owner of the largest warehouse in Xinlunzhou. She dares to lead the caravan out in person. She must be someone with a plan in mind.

This person speaks straightforwardly, maintains basic politeness in business discussions, but is not afraid of power or life and death. She should have her own confidence.

"What's your price?" King Gu Li was also straightforward. The sale had to be negotiated, and everything the woman in front of him said was true.

What King Guli wanted was not a one-time deal. He hoped to achieve long-term cooperation with Chu Qing. Therefore, his attitude became much more sincere.

"7 cents per catty of cotton peaches." Chu Qing replied.

"Too low!" King Gu Li denied firmly.

"How many cotton bolls do you harvest every year? How much lint is produced after removing the seeds? How much cotton yarn can be produced from these lint cotton, and how many pieces of cloth can be made into it? How many pieces can you sell?" Chu Qing asked.

"I can buy all your cotton bolls, increase the yield of cotton fields, and save you all the processing procedures. You can use these manpower in other places. Do you want to calculate it carefully?" Chu Qing suggested, and was blocked at the same time.

Direction: "If you think it's not cost-effective, I can buy cotton berries at the warehouse at the price of eight cents per catty, and you will be responsible for the transportation."

The people in King Guli's territory are his cheap labor, and he can let these people transport them for free.

King Gu Li calculated in his mind that the cotton yield here is considered high. When the Baijing River does not flood, the yield per mu is less than 400 kilograms of cotton bolls, which is about 100 kilograms higher than that in King Voss City.

, if I don’t do this business, maybe someone else will go to the royal city to discuss business.

The most important thing is that a lot of cotton bolls are wasted every year. First, the production of white folding cloth is too little and too slow, and the cotton bolls cannot be used up. In addition, insect pests kill nearly half of the cotton seedlings every year.

If you increase production and save your own processing costs, your income will be higher.

Chu Qing also calculated that the price he offered was already very reasonable. Villagers nearby had said that there were cotton fields in the north of King Voss City, but the output was not as good as theirs.

If King Guli agrees, that's the best; if not, then we have to consider the idea of ​​attacking the royal city.

"Deal! 7 Wen per catty! You can pick up the goods yourself, we are not responsible for the transportation." King Gu Li was decisive.

Their horses still need to be purchased, but he is not willing to use them for transportation. How much fodder will be lost and the horseshoes will be worn out. What he wants is a war horse, not a pack horse!

I'm worried that I don't have a chance to send spies into the country of Voss! The opportunity has come!

Chu Qing was very happy and immediately promised: "I will send ten good farmers every year to help you plant good cotton fields. Your place is too big, can ten people be enough?" Chu Qing was afraid that he would find too many people assigned, "I

It took me two months to walk around your place."

King Guli really felt that there were too many outsiders. When he heard this, he immediately made a calculation: even if each village was assigned a good farmer, it would require more than fifty people, and ten people were indeed too few.

"Give me fifty people!"

"..." Chu Qing looked embarrassed, "You need so many people! I am just a businessman. I can help you hire ten people. If you hire more, then..."

"Just fifty people! Didn't you walk around my place? There are too few people. If any place is hit by a disaster, your people may not be able to rush on their way without any delay." King Gu Li felt like this

If you don't take advantage of it, you won't take advantage of it.

"Then these seven coins and a pound of cotton peaches...are not enough for me to start working for others!" Chu Qing objected.

"It's our first time to cooperate. This year's price is this. How about I promise you not to raise the price within ten years?" King Guli said in a majestic tone, but what he was thinking in his heart was: No one will collect cotton bolls except you!

"Oh, okay!" Chu Qing's tone was very reluctant, and she felt very happy: the deal was done, and the Secret Investigation Department's mission was exceeded!
Chapter completed!