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Chapter Five Deer Hunting Part Seven

Chapter 5: Deer Hunting (Part 7) With three points of regret and seven points of joy, another round of market kicked off in the pastoral song

As Li Xu expected in advance, the price of Sichuan brocade has been falling. The abundant supply of goods and the warm weather in summer have shattered the merchants' hopes of making a big profit. No one will have the chance to repeat what Li Xu and Xu Dayan created last year.

Contrary to the myth of getting rich, on the first day of the market, almost no one paid attention to the once popular Sichuan brocade.

The merchants don't have much capital, and one loss-making transaction is enough to cut off their hope of continuing to walk on the road. At the critical moment, the newly opened "Youjian Warehouse" in Su Chuanbu solves their urgent need. In the words of Wang Kewang, the warehouse owner, good intentions are good enough.

The foolish warehouse owner Mr. Li Xu agreed to buy the unsalable "junk" from the merchants at double the price in the Central Plains after the gathering, and pointed out a clear path for the merchants. Several joint ventures purchased the jade and jewelry from the herdsmen.

"The prices of jade and gemstones here are relatively low. If you buy them together and sell them to the big cities in the Central Plains, the profit may be more than ten times!" Li Xu looked at the angry and desperate traders and suggested in a low voice.

"Really? You guys promise not to fool us?" Several vendors who felt they had lost money rushed forward and asked with their necks stiffened. The length of Sichuan brocade of the same weight is less than one-fifth of that of silk and satin, and they traveled thousands of miles with the hope of making a fortune.

I came here, but in the end I only got twice the profit. This result is really unacceptable.

That unscrupulous bastard who took advantage of the situation took advantage of the situation and sold it well. Who knows if he is setting a trap for everyone again?

"Chang Xiaoer, keep your claws away! How can such a ungrateful thing talk to adults like this?" Uncle Zhang strode in front of Li Xu and shouted angrily at the vendors. In his opinion, no matter what Li Xu's

Whether the suggestion is correct or not, he can subscribe all the Shu brocades accumulated by the merchants at a high price. He has already thought about the love of incense. If someone goes to this extent and steps on his nose and face, once the warriors of the Su Chuan tribe get angry and defend the Silver Wolf Guards

Dignity, no one has the face to plead for these greedy guys in front of Li Xu

"Really, I just made a deal with them a few days ago. The Xi clan coalition has just annexed the Suotou Xi tribe. There are a lot of spoils to deal with!" Li Xu walked out from behind Uncle Zhang and explained to everyone in a friendly manner.

It is summer now, and no one is willing to slaughter livestock on a large scale, so of course the herdsmen cannot provide sufficient fur goods for traders. However, they have just ended the robbery of the Suotou Xi tribe, and the warriors of the Xi tribe have some collections, especially people like Aslan.

For a brave general like Hou Quli who has a great reputation in the tribe, whether it was looted on the battlefield or returned at the spoils sharing meeting after the war, the blood-stained pearls and jade in his hands could be enough to buy half a caravan at the price in the Central Plains, but in Lin

In people's eyes, those things can neither be exchanged for food to feed themselves, nor can they be used to make weapons. The price they can sell for hundreds of sheep is beyond expectation.

"Xiao, Xiaoji, please forgive me, Mr. Li!" The vendor known as Chang Xiaoer sang a sweet promise and apologized in a low voice. Then, he took another half step forward and stared at Li.

Xu's eyes asked: "What did they exchange for it? Is it silk, tea, or medicinal materials? What's the price? Who to talk to?"

"Everything is fine, except that the price of copper coins and silver depends on the quality and age of gems and jade. You can discuss the specific transaction privately! But everyone, don't lower the price too low, otherwise it will be difficult to do the business next time." Li

Xu smiled and answered with certainty

Uncle Zhang's worries are unnecessary. He doesn't care about the unreasonable vendors. His father is one of them. In the vendors, Li Xu can see the shadow of his father. In Li Xu's eyes, the mood of these vendors is completely understandable. After all, A loss in business means that the whole family will have to endure a difficult six months of hard life. You cannot expect everyone to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole caravan immediately exploded. "Really, is there such a cheap thing?" "Really, Xuzi, didn't you fool us?" People asked Sanshu Zhang in confusion, and he was so angry that he took pictures repeatedly. Even the table can't suppress everyone's voices

"You can try it out for yourself. If you can't close the deal right now, you can put the goods in my warehouse for consignment. I have some jade in my hand. You can also bring it to everyone tomorrow!" Li Xu pressed his hand down and promised loudly.

"Thank you, Mr. Li!" people shouted excitedly. A moment ago, everyone was secretly cursing the heartless little brat for bullying others and buying the Sichuan brocade in their hands at a low price. Now they immediately praised the "little brat" as a Bodhisattva. , all asked Li Xu to be one of them, and every time a deal was negotiated, they would be willing to let the distinguished Mr. Li take a 10% commission.

Li Xu shook his head, smiled and pulled Duer out from behind and recommended it to everyone. Duer, who only had one arm left, knew the value of gems far better than he did, so he was asked to act as a middleman. Neither the buyer nor the seller knew how to do it. Too bad

In the next few days, Duer became the busiest person in the entire tribe. Starting from early in the morning every day, his mouth never closed. He had to assess the possible value of gems for the warriors of the Xi clan, and also raise the asking price of the Xi people. The number of cattle and sheep is converted into tea, medicinal materials and other tribal necessities. It is also necessary to understand the needs of buyers and sellers and try to let everyone get what they want.

The treasures in the eyes of tribal warriors may not be needed by traders, and the needs of traders may not be understood by warriors. Especially on the last day of the transaction, the shepherds who came to sell horses with hope were all red with anger. What's insulting is that these traders from the Central Plains would rather buy inferior horses that can't run than buy fast horses as mounts.

"I, this horse can let your horse run for the whole morning! For the same price, I will exchange this horse for you!" A shepherd shouted angrily to the merchant. The other's strange behavior made the warriors of the Xi tribe They were puzzled. They were not used to taking advantage of others in transactions. They would rather sell their good horses at a discount rather than use inferior horses to deceive traders and insult their own dignity.

"I, I don't dare to ride a good horse!" The merchant wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained with difficulty that he was a bastard if he didn't take advantage of it. Who doesn't know that a good horse is worth more than a bad horse? The problem is that if you buy a good horse and bring it back, you will end up with it. In your hand?

"Won't you give him two bad horses? Although the horses run slowly, they can be used to pull carts, eat meat, and peel skins..." Duer counted the advantages of the bad horses one by one with his fingers and pointed at Li Xu. Pointing his finger, he said loudly: "Didn't Master Fu Li buy a bad horse last year? It can be seen that bad horses are more useful than good horses in the Central Plains!"

"Yes, yes!" the vendors agreed with sweat on their faces. Although they had been oppressed by the government, in front of outsiders, they still wanted to maintain a little face of the Sui Dynasty and not tell the story of the masters' robberies. After all, we are all from the Central Plains. people…….

A warrior from the Shetok tribe came over and put a piece of mutton-fat jade as big as a child's arm into Duer's hand. Then, he put it in his ear and asked in a low voice: "I want this piece of jade to be exchanged for one stone, no, one and a half stones."

Tea! If I can get it,..."

"One stone and a half tea leaves, half a bolt of silk, the thin and soft kind!" Duer increased the price on the spot, gesticulating and speaking to the vendors in Turkic. He had been dating Li Xu and Xu Dayan for half a year.

Many, he already understands the difference between Su silk, Zhejiang silk and Lu silk, so he tries his best to protect the interests of his tribe while reaching a deal.

Several traders from the Central Plains made some calculations and gathered together the tea and silk needed by the warriors of the Shetuo tribe. Chang Xiaoer took the mutton-fat jade from Duer, carefully put it into his arms, and then took out a large piece from his own goods.

Tea brick, put it in the leather pocket next to Duer as a thank you gift

The Shetuo warrior looked at the extra half of silk and satin, and happily gave Duer a stagger. "Brother Duer, thank you for helping me. I will send you a ewe tomorrow. She just gave birth to a calf and is just in time for milking."

drink!"

"Easy to say, easy to say!" Duer replied with a smile. He used his knife to draw a horizontal line on the sheepskin next to him, and then carved out the mark of the Shetero.

It wasn't until the dinner bonfire was lit that he completed the last transaction in a hoarse voice. The dozen leather bags around him were full, containing all the commissions paid by the merchants. The parchment in his hand was filled with horizontal lines with a knife.

Each horizontal bar represents the thank you gift promised by the herdsmen who sold the gems.

Father Gabler changed his stingy style and followed Duer, constantly inviting merchants and shepherds to drink in his felt bag. Duer's wife's eyes sparkled again, and she looked at her husband with eyes full of admiration.

The beating fire was surrounded by warriors from more than a dozen nearby tribes, including Shetuo, Hosana, and Bishi. For Su Chuobu, the significance of this fair once again transcended the goods themselves.

Almost all the clan leaders of each tribe came here, and even some small tribes whose nomadic lands were close to the lair of Zhiba Khan on the banks of the Taiyi River secretly sent envoys to "trade"

As the news of the victory in the war against Suotou Xibei spread, Suchuo, Shetuo, Hosana, Bishi, etc. have become a foregone conclusion in the Peibei alliance near Crescent Lake. The loss of the Xibei Khan has not taken any action so far, which can only mean that

This swan has grown old. The old swan's head cannot bear the weight of the crown. The new swan takes its place and flies at the front of the array, taking it for granted.

As long as the Su Chuan tribe maintains an undefeated record and can share the blessings of immortality with all the grassland tribes like in these fairs, the descendants of the white swan will be willing to follow the wings of the new leading goose.

"Guests who have come from afar, Su Chuobu's camp will always be open to you!" Chief Xier came with a bowl of wine and gave it to Uncle Zhang with both hands. The farewell banquet has begun. As the host, he must show his sincerity to the guests.

Sincerity

He is the one who gained the most from these two opportunities

The climate on the grassland is harsh, and winter lasts for more than five months. Therefore, the roads are cut off for half of the year, and no external goods are transported in. Tea, salt, silk, and medicinal materials from the Central Plains are necessary for the herdsmen, so a

A market that can guarantee long-term supply will inevitably become the center of surrounding tribes.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Patriarch!" Uncle Zhang, who was in charge of the caravan for the first time, still couldn't adapt to his identity. He stood up, took two steps back, and said gratefully.

"Distinguished guest, it is the arrival of you and Fu Li that has allowed the white swan to spread its wings again!" Elder Su Duo'etuo then stood up and toasted to Uncle Zhang.

What he brought was not just goods, but more importantly, the sudden gem and jade trade allowed the warriors to further understand that their blood was not in vain. A small piece of jade could be exchanged for enough to drink three meals a day for a family.

Years of tea bricks, and among those weak tribes, there are many jewels and jade for the warriors of the Allied Army to fetch.

"Yes, Chief Xier, I really envy the Immortal Heaven for giving Fu Li to your tribe!" said the elder Nami Ye sourly.

As the owner of "Youjian Warehouse", Li Xu has never thought about the meaning of a warehouse. As the leader of a small caravan, Uncle Zhang was flattered by the respect of the elders. But for Su Chuixil, Su Chuoetuo, he must know that

Mi Ye and other old swans on the grassland, but Li Xu, Zhang San and others are well-deserved nobles of the Su Chuan tribe.

For the Su Chuo tribe, which is rapidly expanding, a warehouse with sufficient supply of goods is the starting point for the tribe to move towards the city. Once other surrounding tribes become dependent on the Su Chuo tribe's supply of goods, the Su Chuo tribe will merge other tribes under its command.

Things will fall into place

"It's all thanks to Mr. Fu Li. This kid is so righteous and discerning!" Zhang San's dry face also had a sincere smile. This was his first time leading an entire caravan as the leader.

If he cannot satisfy the majority of people, his name Zhang Laosan will not be able to gain a foothold on the road from Yuyang to the Great Wall in the future.

He does not have the courage and strength of Sun Jiu. The only thing that is better than Sun Jiu may be that his luck is blessed by Xu Zi, the God of Wealth. It is difficult for everyone to get rich.

"Yes, Master Fuli is the lucky star given by the immortal god to the Suchu tribe! Chief Xier, I really envy you for having so many daughters!" Brother Shetisha laughed and drank up the wine in the bowl.

All the young warriors have made friends with Fu Li, and this man is about to become Su Chuoxil's son-in-law. With his current prestige and increasing sword skills, it will not be difficult to carve out his own sky on the grassland in the future.

The future belongs to the new swans, and the older generation of swans must slowly move from the head of the team to the end of the team.

"Fu Li is the lucky star of the Su Chuan tribe!" Su Chuan Fuli smiled and toasted. Ever since Fu Li and Silver Wolf appeared in the Su Chuan tribe, this boy from a foreign race has eclipsed everyone else's light. When people mention Fu Li, almost

He has forgotten that his brother, the patriarch, has the same name

Su Chuofeli's gaze crossed the fire and glanced at another nearby bonfire. Suchuu Aslan, Shetuo Gesana, and Bijihou Quli, and several younger generation heroes from different tribes were looking at Fuli Zhuan.

The majestic silver wolf Ganluo with a majestic scimitar squatted beside the fire, his brown hair reflecting the moonlight like water.

The scimitar is one foot longer than the scimitar commonly used by prairie warriors, and two inches wider. It does not have as much curvature as an ordinary scimitar. It just draws an arc very casually, as natural as Aunt Qing's dancing posture.

You can say it is the horizontal sword of the Central Plains, but it is wider and stronger than the horizontal sword. You can say it is a scimitar, but longer than the scimitar and more conducive to cutting. Or you can say it is neither, it is both.

It has all the advantages of the horizontal sword and the scimitar, and it has become a brand of its own.

Su Chuu Aslan stood by the fire and casually pulled out the coppersmith's favorite work. A watery sword light came out of its sheath, eclipsing the fires of all sizes.

Even though he was several feet away, Su Chufuli could still feel the compelling light on the blade. In an instant, the biting chill went straight into his heart.

Note 1: The horizontal sword, or the Tang sword in later generations, originated in the Sui Dynasty. It has a straight body and is used in horse and infantry battles. It is the originator of today's cavalry saber.


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