"As long as you tell that person, in a few days, the tribe that robbed your things will be unlucky??"
After hearing what the man said, if Tang Jian was no longer sure that Xiao Han was the "spirit" behind the punishment, then all his scheming would have been in vain.
He took a deep look at the man with a proud look on his face, especially the cunning look deep in his eyes, which was clearly seen by Tang Jian, who was best at capturing details.
However, Tang Jian said nothing about this matter.
Although there is a big age difference between him and Xiao Han, the relationship between one old and one young can be said to be irreversible.
If this happened in China, he might intervene, but on this grassland, Tang Jian felt that there was no need for it!
I have seen with my own eyes the Turks’ unconscionable behavior when they “struck grass in the valley”!
I saw the tragic situation in which the children of the Han family were kidnapped and sent to the grasslands.
Tang Jian only regretted that he was a scholar and could not carry a three-foot green sword to relieve the suffering of his compatriots! How could he have any sympathy for those Turks?
Perhaps, in his eyes, only a dead Turk is a good Turk!
Tang Jian stood silently on the gentle slope, and the caravan man gradually stopped smiling.
Standing next to Tang Jian, the man looked up at the sky, turned back and shouted behind him.
The resting caravan guys heard the boss's instructions and immediately stood up from the ground, patted the dirt and grass clippings on their buttocks, methodically brought back the grazing horses, hitched up the carts, and prepared to continue on their way.
The caravan moved forward slowly, heading towards the tribe in front along the gentle slope.
Someone in the small tribe looked up and saw the caravan in the distance, whistled to the side, and several young men immediately jumped on their bare-backed horses and rushed towards it.
Prairie people almost grew up on horses!
Although the horses had neither saddles nor stirrups, the young men still rode steadily and roared towards this side.
The fast horse ran like the wind. Soon, the young men in front saw the huge banner with the character "Xiao" clearly. After a moment's hesitation, they immediately turned their horses' heads and ran towards the tribe, leaving only an older young man to continue.
Rush towards the caravan.
The maroon horse quickly rushed towards the caravan from a distance.
When the caravan was no more than ten steps away, the young man on horseback wrapped his arms around the horse's neck. The horse beneath him suddenly neighed, raised its two front hooves high, and kicked in the air several times!
The young man slid down from the naked horse, and with the force of his forward thrust, he hugged the caravan man and shouted excitedly in Turkic: "Anda! You are finally here!"
"Haha, Ullihan! My friend!"
The caravan man was hugged by the young man and laughed too! A series of skilled Turkic words blurted out: "It's been a long time since I saw you! Your body is getting stronger. How is it? Did you catch the most beautiful flower in the tribe?"
"Hehe, not yet..."
Hearing that the man was concerned about his marriage when he came up, the young man who just let go of his hand suddenly blushed, and then as if he was afraid of being looked down upon by the man, he quickly added: "But soon, soon!"
"Hahahaha, then you have to work hard. Qiqige is the most beautiful flower in the tribe. If another young man gets there first, you will regret it~"
The man patted the young man's shoulder and continued to laugh a few times. Then, seeing his shy look, he mysteriously took out a small porcelain bottle similar to a snuff bottle from his arms and handed it to him. It looked like the one in a bar in later generations.
The uncle who sells the little blue pills is generally wretched.
"Here, here is a good thing for you. This is the perfume invented by our Lord Marquis. It is extremely precious! If you give it to Qiqige, I can guarantee that she will get into your tent tonight!"
"Ah? This is perfume?!"
At first, the young man took the small porcelain bottle casually, but when he heard the man say that this was the legendary "perfume"!
Immediately his hands shook in shock, and the small bottle shook. He was so frightened that he quickly held it with both hands, as if the small bottle in his hands weighed a thousand kilograms!
Perfume! This magical thing is said to have been invented by a noble in the Tang Dynasty. Once it appeared, it quickly became the most popular commodity on the grassland!
It's just that its price is too expensive. Let alone the people in small tribes, even medium-sized tribes only hear its name but don't see its substance!
The reason why the young Turkic people had heard of it was that they learned about it from the mouths of the Turkic nobles when they followed their father to the royal tent to attend Nairi last year.
Unlike the Han people who mainly farm, the people on the grasslands have much more body odor than the Han people who eat whole grains because they eat beef and mutton all year round.
Not to mention ordinary herdsmen, even Turkic nobles, the stinky smell on their bodies can often turn them upside down!
In order to cover up this huge body odor, some Turkic nobles and beauty-loving Turkic women would collect flowers and wear them on their bodies, hoping to cover up the strong body odor.
But how fragrant can those uncultivated prairie wildflowers be? How can they cover up the stench?
For this reason, I don’t know how many Turkic nobles and Turkic women sighed secretly.
Until later, the Xiao family caravan brought something called perfume.
Once this magical thing with a rich aroma appeared, not only the beauty-loving prairie women went crazy, but also the Turkic nobles worshiped it as a god!
Not to mention, in order to raise the status of perfume, those treacherous businessmen spread the word that only after spraying perfume, you can better communicate with the gods! If you don't smell bad, that god will be willing to get close to you?
As a result, after various marketing campaigns, the price of perfume has continued to rise! I heard that in those large tribes, it is common for a bottle of perfume to sell a hundred cows!
One hundred cows, this is almost one-third of the assets of a small tribe!
Such an expensive price is obviously not something that the Turkic young man can afford! So he is holding the perfume in his hands, his expression is greedy and entangled.
Greedy because he wants this thing so much!
The dilemma is that he definitely can’t afford so many cows!
Let alone him, even he, the leader of this tribe, couldn't afford a hundred cows just to buy such a bottle of stuff.
"Rob?"
This thought flashed out of the young man's mind, but he quickly threw it away.
Things in the Xiao family caravan can only be bought and sold fairly, and cannot be bought or sold by force, let alone robbed with force! This is an iron rule written with the blood of many tribes, and everyone on the grassland knows it!
"Anda, this thing is too precious! I can't afford it!" After struggling for a while, the young man finally reluctantly handed the small bottle back with infinite nostalgia.
"Buy? Who asked you to buy it?"
But what the young man never expected was that the arrogant caravan man waved his hand and feigned anger: "Brother, I gave this to you! Take it and go find your grassland flowers!"
