In fact, since he came here, Hao Laoliu had noticed the wool. Although he was excited, he was very calm.

In the past, for people on the grassland, except for the use of felt-making, the rest was simply waste, and they were abandoned at will on the grassland and allowed to rot. It was the arrival of the Ming Shang that made these wool useful.

But it was Ming Shang who made the wool that was worthless became more and more valuable.

In the first year of Gan Sheng, a hundred kilograms of wool was worth a hundred coins, but now a hundred kilograms are worth more than two taels, and sometimes it can even reach a high price of three or four taels.

In Xi'an, the price is even higher!

How much wool is there?

Such a large flock of sheep can produce at least hundreds of thousands or even millions of kilograms of wool a year and transport it back to the Ming Dynasty. That would be a reward of more than 100,000 taels.

However, despite this, Hao Laoliu still seemed to have not seen it and continued to chat with Lota. The two of them laughed straight from time to time. Even when the two sides got to know each other and tentatively, he still did not mention wool.

The more you desire to get something, the less anxious you are.

That night, although it seemed to be full of intoxication, Hao Laoliu did not return to the tent immediately, but instead walked around the small tribe.

At the previous banquet, he could feel the hostility of these Tibetans towards the Mongols.

hostility……

In an instant, Hao Laoliu's eyes suddenly became fierce.

Maybe he seemed to be just a traveler on the grassland, but in his memory, he remembered his duties very clearly.

Learn about this grassland, understand the people on this grassland, and understand their ideas!

What about the future?

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he bent down and picked up a handful of wool, and then Hao Laoliu said to himself.

"The wool here is really good. In the future, this place will definitely be the ranch of the Ming Dynasty..."

In the next few days, Hao Laoliu became the busiest person here again. He wanted to act as a translator for the two and negotiate the value of various commodities. Of course, he also wanted to let them sell the wool to them.

In the eyes of herdsmen, wool is not worth a penny, and the two sides easily reached a consensus--the herdsmen are responsible for collecting the wool scattered on the grassland and paying half a tael of tea bricks for every 100 kilograms.

This is really not worth a penny.

A few days later, a caravan containing hundreds of thousands of kilograms of wool on the carriage left the tribe. They sold all the goods. In addition to obtaining these wool, the tribe also owed them tens of thousands of taels of silver. This was their expense to buy cotton, tea bricks, iron pots and other materials. There was nothing valuable on the grassland, that is, there were only Cordyceps, cattle and sheep. These things were not valuable on the grassland. In comparison, the Ming Dynasty's goods were more valuable, and a piece of tea brick could be exchanged for one or two sheep. These poor people were facing a group of kind merchants. They did not have so many cattle and sheep to exchange for supplies, and it didn't matter. They could be owed on credit. By next year, they will repay the cattle and sheep...

A month later, when the caravan appeared in Xi'an again, although Hao Laoliu repeatedly told everyone to be careful, there were still people who were quick-talking to spread the matter.

"Hao Laoliu's caravan bought more than 500,000 kilograms of wool with hundreds of kilograms of tea bricks in Qinghai!"

As soon as the news came out, the entire caravan in Xi'an was immediately in an uproar, and hundreds of kilograms of tea were exchanged for hundreds of thousands of kilograms of wool. This kind of thing has indeed happened in the past, and they have also heard of it, but they did not expect it to be there now.

"Really, is there something so cheap?"

"Really, haven't you seen what they shipped?"

People were asking in a mess. The merchants were curious, and the people were also curious, and even this article was published in the newspaper.

"Bully businessmen, businessmen... how can they deceive those good people like this?"

After seeing the news, the scholars in Xi'an Academy were so angry that they slapped the table, but there were still a few people with their eyes shiny...

After all, no one in this world will refuse money. What does such information mean? It means that there are many places where information blocking is blocked in Qinghai, where wool is still not worth a lot. As long as they find such a place, they can make amazing profits.

"What kind of profiteering businessmen are you just a group of lucky businessmen, just an ambiguous message!"

Seeing the satirical sarcasm of these businessmen in the newspaper, Zhu Guoqiang smiled.

"Master, then there is someone who does this business. Isn't this a lie?"

Li Xiangjun said.

"This newspaper is right, they are all unscrupulous businessmen."

"It's just an asymmetry in information. You see, as soon as this report is released, there will definitely be many merchants going deep into the hinterland of the grassland. At that time, the price of wool will naturally increase, and everything will return to normal..."

Zhu Guoqiang smiled.

This news is a good thing, and it will drive many businessmen to enter Qinghai, or even Tibet for money. The Ming Dynasty can continuously understand the grassland through caravans and understand the so-called "Hoshuo Khanate".

For the Qinghai Tibet region, Zhu Guoqiang's plan is very simple, which is to use the conflicts between the Mongols and Tibetans who ruled the two places, and to make efforts at the appropriate time, and finally take advantage of the chaos to control the two places, and imitate the experience of another world in Tibet to consolidate its rule.

As for the moment, let them first graze the Ming Dynasty and provide the Ming Dynasty with wool for a few years. After all, they can't ignore the official service. Even if there are merchants who are trying to squeeze themselves out, they can't just coordinate.

While Zhu Guoqiang was preparing for Nanjing Prefecture, something big happened in Yulin.

It's a big deal, but it's definitely not a small deal.

"Has found it?"

As soon as he stepped into the General's Mansion in the West, Wu Sangui asked anxiously.

Among the heroes of the Qiansheng Dynasty, Pingxibo Wu Sangui was undoubtedly the most embarrassing. Emperor Chongzhen appointed him as Pingxibo and asked him to lead troops to serve the king, but before the people he dragged all the way, the emperor was hung in Coal Mountain.

What do you think to Daming, this guy is?

Anyway, for many years, the court officials may not be able to wish to be able to get over the bones of Wu Sangui, who needs to be responsible for the death of the late emperor, but they definitely have no good feelings for him.

Even in the first year of Qiansheng, he led the Guanning army to fight westward, breaking Tongguan and Xi'an, and pursuing bandits for more than a thousand miles, which could be considered as a great military achievement.

However, when he was rewarded in terms of merit, the court officials firmly opposed his promotion to "Pingxi Marquis" - the titles of the Ming Dynasty were divided into three classes, one duke, two marquis, and three Counts. So until now, Wu Sangui was still "Pingxi Bo" and was granted by Emperor Chongzhen.

Wu Sangui felt so bitter!

Logically speaking, the military achievements he made were enough to be a marquis, but the problem was that people in the world seemed to be unacceptable, and even the emperor's attitude was ambiguous.

But he had no choice, and even until now, he didn't dare to return to Nanjing. Why?

I was afraid that someone would pick it up and then chopped my head.

It is true that civil officials do not participate in military affairs, that refers to ordinary civil officials. They have nothing to do with those cabinet ministers. But none of those cabinet ministers like him, and if they find fault with him, they can always pick them out.

Civilians don’t need a knife to kill people!

It's better to be in the army. Even if the Guanning army of the Wu family is gone long ago, as long as he is in the army and on the front line for one day, the cabinet ministers will not be able to find out about his faults.

I feel so sad!

What made Wu Sangui even more distressed?

This general in the Western Expedition was not easy to be - every year, the cabinet ministers asked the Governor's Office of the Five Army, how about the military affairs of the Western Expedition, but... without an imperial edict, he, the general in the Western Expedition, was just a decoration, and even the troops could not be commanded, but the cabinet ministers' words "the position of the corpse" would still fall on him.

The military achievements made cannot be awarded.

Now he finally realized the sentence "Li Guang is difficult to seal" in the history books, and finally realized the bitterness in Li Guang's heart. He could even understand that the Li family would make that choice in the end.

Of course, he didn't dare to make such a choice.

Just like now, troubles come again.

"Report to General, the missing soldiers have not been found yet. The commander of Yulin has sent people to the Donglu side and ordered them to return the missing soldiers of our army..."

When Wang Chaotian reported, he said softly.

"Sir, now the newspaper industry has received rumors. A soldier in Yulin disappeared while patrolling. After the newspaper releases news, it will definitely be an uproar in public opinion. At that time, the government and the government will discuss it continuously. My subordinates think that Sir should make plans early!"

"Intend……"

Frowning, Wu Sangui groaned.

"Cunyi, what do you think of planning?"

"No matter what, the public opinion cannot be asked to find fault. After all, the government and the public have always had prejudice against the Lord. If someone takes the opportunity to attack, I am afraid that the Lord will not be good."

"What should I do?"

Wu Sangui said nervously.

"Be nervous! Make the border nervous! Then wait for the court to make a decision!"

Wang Chaotian said with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!