Besides, if the number of cattle and sheep reaches the limit that he can bear, who will he sell these woolen cloths to?
In the previous case, cattle and sheep were exchanged for people, and this time woolen cloth was exchanged for cattle and sheep. This is how both sides suffer.
Then several tribal leaders entered a tent and discussed privately.
It's a seller's market anyway, and Feng Yong is not afraid of them causing trouble.
"This woolen cloth is really good. It's thick and warm. If you have this woolen cloth in winter, you won't have to worry about the cold north wind."
"But it's too expensive. One cow can only be exchanged for three, which is too little."
Someone gave an opinion.
"There's nothing we can do about it. I heard that in the world, only that man can make such a cloth."
"From your tone, do you want to change?"
"yes."
Those who agreed with the exchange sighed, "Last year, those Di people came again to steal my cattle, sheep and women. They were wearing clothes given to them by the Han people in the north, and their bows, arrows and weapons were very powerful."
"If we have these woolen cloths, even if we can't defeat them, we can still stay farther away. We won't have to stay in a place where they can easily find us just to avoid the north wind."
Hearing this, everyone in the tent fell silent.
Although the Qiang tribes who came to Ju County were large and small, they could only be regarded as small tribes in front of the truly powerful tribes, so they eagerly came to trade with each other.
The leaders of the big tribes were all canonized by the emperor of the Han people in the north, and their lives were much more comfortable than theirs, so they might still look down on this mutual market.
But if more and more people come to this mutual trade and become famous, they will surely attract the attention of large tribes and even the King of Di. At that time, it will not be so easy for them to trade with the Han people so conveniently.
So they had to take advantage of the fact that the big tribes looked down on this mutual market and try their best to get what they needed in exchange.
"So I agree to the exchange. Are there any of you like me?"
"Let's change, let's change. If the cattle, sheep and women are gone, we can rob them again, but if the men in the clan are gone, then everything is gone."
"I heard that the Han man was very talkative, and someone saw him giving Zagotel a lot of woolen cloths two days ago. Can we ask again so that he can sell it cheaper?"
"Okay, let's do it."
After a while, Feng Yong saw all the leaders walking out of the tent, and it was the leader who took the lead.
I saw him walking up to me and said with some fear, "My kind lord, we have never seen such good cloth. But we all feel that it is just a little bit expensive. What we brought is the best in the clan."
Good stuff, can you give us some more cloth?"
Feng Yong chuckled, thinking that he still had to rely on people like them to spread his reputation, and then nodded and said, "Okay, seeing as you are so sincere, I will give you more cloth.
"
"My kind lord, you really do have a broad heart."
Feng Yong thought to himself, "Nonsense, who in Jincheng doesn't know that I, Feng Langjun, am the most generous? How much money can I just throw away?"
Wang Xun, who was watching on the sidelines, was filled with emotion. Last year, his elders tried their best to persuade a tribe to come to Hanzhong. Unexpectedly, at this time, his brother used Na Muwuzhe's tribe to bring him to Hanzhong.
It allows people to take the initiative to seek refuge.
Look at this time again. It is obviously the worst woolen cloth in the textile workshop. Unexpectedly, in the eyes of foreigners, it becomes "I have never seen such good cloth".
He Wang was even more shocked when he saw that the Hu people agreed to Feng Yong's conditions so easily.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and finally muttered: "I can't blame the rich and humble men for being fooled around by him. They just sold grain and made a loss. In the end, they even had to give away the Dingkou who had worked so hard to hide it. In the name of a young hero
, it really matches the name and reality.”
After the price was negotiated, Feng Yong did not need to do the rest himself, his subordinates would take care of it.
Most Qiang people cannot learn to count. Those who count within ten can use both hands, while those who exceed ten can only count with their toes raised.
If it exceeds twenty, then shake your head and refuse the transaction, so you can only give one piece of cloth at a time, and then give it to Feng Yong's two sheep.
But fortunately, Feng Yong has enough manpower, so he can trade with all tribes at the same time.
Although the speed is not very good, it does not affect Feng Yong's happy mood.
Seeing that the number of cattle and sheep representing him gradually increased at the other end of the clearing, the corners of Feng Yong's mouth gradually turned up.
Just when the transaction was in full swing, there was a sudden noise outside the circle, mixed with shouts.
"what happened?"
Feng Yong frowned.
"Is there someone making trouble? Let me go and have a look."
Since Zhao Guang came back from Yinping, he didn't know which switch in his body had been turned on. He felt more bloodthirsty and aggressive, so he immediately took the initiative to take a look.
As soon as Zhao Guang finished speaking, he saw a dozen horses rushing out of the open space. Everyone on the horse was holding a whip and was beating the cattle, sheep and barbarians outside.
"How brave!"
When Feng Yong and others took a look here, everyone's first reaction was that someone was going to assassinate!
Guan Ji reacted the fastest, unsheathed her sword, jumped in front of Feng Yong, and shouted: "Protect Feng Langjun!"
After all, Zhao Guang and Wang Xun were the ones who had led soldiers on the battlefield. They immediately brought a dozen or so of their closest troops and surrounded him from both sides, blocking Feng Yongyan tightly behind the human wall.
"Brother, don't panic, these people can't rush here without raising their speed."
Zhao Guang was actually in the mood to comfort Feng Yong at this time.
The sudden situation caused chaos at the transaction site.
Of course, the cavalry in such a small area could not speed up their horses, and when Feng Yong looked through the gap between the people, he saw that they were just shouting and driving away the barbarians, cattle and sheep in front of them, so that they could reach Feng Yong.
"May I ask if there is a distinguished person in front of me who came to Ju County for the mutual market?"
The dozen or so people finally took their horse reins and walked up to the human wall protecting Feng Yong. Seeing the Han people so solemnly protecting their high official behind them, a trace of contempt appeared in their eyes.
The leader of the Hu people sat on the horse, stroked his chest, bowed, and asked.
"Be bold!"
When Zhao Guang saw that the visitor was so rude, he immediately shouted, "You dare to question my brother like this? Are you tired of living? Why don't you get off your horse and be punished?"
"I still don't know if there is a noble person in front of me, so why do I have to dismount?"
It is rare, no, it should be extremely rare for Hu people to dare to be so arrogant in front of Han people.
Feng Yong looked at the visitors with great interest and saw that each of them was wearing a felt hat on their head. Although they did not show it intentionally, you could still faintly feel the ferocious aura on their bodies. Moreover, the horses under them were extremely powerful.
It is majestic, and you can tell at a glance that it is a carefully selected war horse.
The most important thing is that their faces do not look like ordinary barbarians, with deep eyes and eagle noses, but they look like white people from later generations.
"Okay, Erlang, get out of the way. This will make us look stingy."
Feng Yong said.
The fact that he didn't rush forward on horseback meant that he probably didn't have any malicious intentions, but this look made Zhao Guang and the others, who were used to the gazes of foreign people, feel extremely uncomfortable.
However, Feng Yong's words still had to be listened to. Zhao Guang and others had to put away their weapons and spread out to stand on both sides of Feng Yong, but everyone glared at the intruder.
"Dismount, I'm just here for the Ju County Mutual Market. Who are you?"
"May I ask who this husband is?"
This was a bit disrespectful. I guess they saw that the leaders on their side were all young men, so they started to look down upon them.
Feng Yong smiled and winked at Guan Ji.
Guan Ji understood, snorted coldly, and shouted: "Dismount when I tell you to dismount. Can't you understand what people say?"
After finishing speaking, he jumped up and swept his straight long legs directly towards the leader. The man stretched out his hand to block, but he didn't know how powerful the force coming from his hand was. Guan Ji immediately kicked him off his horse!