The manager of the tooth shop frowned. The price of a good piece of Jingzhuang Tartar was only a dozen taels at the source, but hundreds of taels were gone in one go!
"Cool!"
Chaitino laughed, looking at the grassland Tatars lying on the ground and laughing. How could the smell of this pungent blood be so refreshing?
The captors galloped on their horses in two groups, and soon formed a large circle, surrounding the surrendered Tatars.
Immediately, half of the people dismounted and cooperated in pairs. One person held a knife and the other held a rope, and their hands and feet were neatly tied up. The half of the people on the horse were on guard with their spears.
Chai Tiannuo was shocked when he saw this skillful cooperation:
"This is too professional. What were you doing before?"
A soldier from the border town grinned:
"Boss, we were all members of the capture team before, so we are naturally very skilled at handling this matter."
"So will I."
The soldiers of Tumubao waved.
Chai Tiannuo grinned. He was a professional when it came to emotions. Looking at the twenty-one people he recruited, their hands and feet were also quite nimble. If someone was aggressive, he would just stab him in the neck. At first glance, he was not a good bird.
It’s hard to say, 80% of them are professionals.
"Tou Chai, there are sixty-three people in total, and we have received a thousand taels of silver!"
The managers of the dental shop were smiling from ear to ear. They were all young and strong men. They were absolutely hot items on the market. The money came too quickly.
"so little?"
Chaitino frowned and said dissatisfied:
"Is the calculation wrong? I checked it before. There must be hundreds of them."
"...There were indeed a hundred or ten before, but I couldn't resist your cruelty. I killed more than fifty with half a stick of incense, but that's a small thousand taels~!"
When he said this, the mouth of the manager of the tooth shop was trembling, and the best goods were lying on the floor with a bang, and his heart was bleeding.
Grinning, Chaitino took a breath, feeling a little heartbroken.
I couldn't stop myself on a whim, and thousands of spindles just flew away. I was a complete loser!
The tied up prairie Tatars stood up, and several gangsters locked them together with meter-long anklets, so that they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.
Chai Tiannuo looked at it and nodded repeatedly. As a matter of fact, except for himself, the five members of the arresting team were laymen, and all of them were professionals!
"Boss, what should we do with those women and children?"
The old man looked at the women and children poking their heads in the tent community and asked in a low voice.
Chaitino grinned:
"Catch them all, it's all money."
"...Isn't it a bit cruel?"
"Not cruel at all."
The manager of the dental shop shook his head and interjected:
"The men who have lost their masters will not be able to survive the winter. If they come with us, they will find a way to survive."
Chaitino nodded and said with a smile:
"In one or two generations at most, they will become citizens of Great China. Isn't it better than struggling in a bitter and cold land?"
Big Luo and Xiao Luo nodded with a smile. They were from Tatars in Guan Nei, so they knew this best.
Chaitino himself stayed behind to guard the area, while the others headed straight for the tribe's residential area. Soon a raging fire broke out, and the tents and grass that could not be taken away were set on fire.
An hour later, more than three hundred women and children were brought over, crying loudly.
Scanning the crowd, Chaitino frowned:
"Why haven't you seen the old man?"
"Don't worry, boss, we can't do that kind of unscrupulous thing."
The old immortal understood Chaitino's doubts and hurriedly stepped forward to explain:
"The Tattooed Tatars under the Black River Guards are different from the previous steppe Tatars. When they are over fifty-five, they will be driven away to fend for themselves, so there are no old people in the tribe."
"...No wonder Batulu calls them barbaric, it's absolutely true!"
The sun was turning to the west, and the sunset had begun to rise. People were standing at the top of Tumu Fort. Zhao Jijin looked into the distance with a somewhat solemn expression.
"Yingtou, Chai Xiucai and the others won't be in trouble, right?"
"It's been a whole day, how come there's no one reporting the news?"
The military officer asked worriedly.
"Don't beep, I don't know what to say!"
Zhao Jiujin glared at the military meritorious officer fiercely. He was also worried. This was the first time for the frontier to attack the grass valley in reverse direction. Nothing would happen, right?
The people at the top of the city were worried, and a horse came running from afar, shouting loudly at the bottom of the city:
"At the camp, Chai Tou told me to clear two areas and prepare to place the two-legged sheep and livestock!"
The hearts of everyone in the city were relieved instantly. Zhao Jiujin's tense face instantly relaxed and he asked with a smile:
"There are so many empty places. How many people have been taken captive? Are there any special efforts to clean them up?"
"More than four hundred two-legged sheep and two thousand livestock!"
After shouting, the little boy turned around and left, full of energy. Just now, the manager of Yahang settled the accounts. Each of the big guys can get at least forty or fifty taels of silver ingots, and the harvest in one day can last seven or eight years!
"It's his mother's fault!"
Zhao Jiujin immediately exploded. He knew that Chai Tiannuo was a ruthless boy. He came up to organize such a big battle, with four hundred Tatars and two thousand animals. This was a big deal!
"Everyone except those on duty should clear the place!"
"Grandma is such a badass, this money comes so easily."
An hour later, with the last bit of daylight, the team poured into the Tumu Fort.
The residents in the fort all lit up torches and looked around in surprise at the Black River Guard Tatars who were tied together. This was the first time they had seen someone dressed up in such a weird way.
The White Tiger Festival Hall in Tumu Fort was brightly lit, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ya Xing kept making calculations.
"The two-legged sheep are four hundred and sixty-six, the average price is fifteen, the total is six thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, the whole number is seven thousand taels."
"Tum."
Zhao Jijin sat down on the ground. When he saw a room full of people looking at him, he hurriedly patted his butt and stood up.
"The stool is crooked, the stool is crooked."
Damn it, you must have been scared!
Everyone understands why Zhao Jiujin lost his composure. Who wouldn't be frightened by such a large amount?
"There are two hundred and twenty-one horses, five hundred cattle, and one thousand nine hundred and thirty-two sheep. The price is hard to say."
The manager of the tooth shop frowned, and everyone in the room nodded. It was indeed difficult to calculate.
Especially the price of a horse. A good-quality horse is worth thousands of taels. A bad-quality horse can be bought for just three or four taels. Livestock is really hard to price.
"It's not that troublesome."
Chaitino waved:
"Our camp is growing there, so don't worry about it."
"It's the same as the two-legged sheep. One horse is ten taels, the ox is two taels, and the sheep is one tael. Just count it as five thousand spindles."
"But the transportation of two-legged sheep and livestock is a matter of Yaxing. Baozi does not have that much manpower and material resources."
"The firewood head is open and bright!"
The manager of the dental clinic gave him a thumbs up and smiled so hard that his molars were exposed.
This is equivalent to making money for nothing. He has seen before that there are nearly a hundred medium and high war horses. If he really sells them, he can easily get tens of thousands of ingots.
"Tiannuo, you are so generous!"
Zhao Jijin moved the stool to Chai Tiannuo and poked him gently.
Chaitino shook his head and whispered:
"Don't worry about it. We are the source and the channel is in the hands of others. Mutual benefit is the long-term solution."
Zhao Jijin nodded thoughtfully, sighing secretly in his heart. He was worthy of being a scholar. His thoughts were more thoughtful than those of a reckless man like himself.
