Feng Danyuan looked at the King of Northern Xinjiang with a half-smile.
The King of Northern Xinjiang could only change the topic: "Does it suit your appetite? I personally selected the fattest lamb this morning. I think it will be roasted soon, and I will let people bring it to me."
"Roasted whole lamb!" The young prince's peach blossom eyes sparkled, and then he sighed softly: "The prince of Yun Kingdom can't even afford roasted whole lamb. The lamb comes in a small plate, and I'm embarrassed.
Clip two more pieces."
The smile on the King of Northern Xinjiang's face couldn't be held back.
How the hell does eating a roasted whole lamb mean you’re showing off your wealth? That’s stupid!
The King of Northern Xinjiang is tired, autistic, and doesn’t want to talk anymore. You father and son can go play by yourselves!
The father and son divided the plump lamb without ceremony. The young prince got up early today and felt sleepy after eating, so Su Nian and Feng Qing took him to bed.
Feng Danyuan got straight to the point: "How about making a deal?"
The King of Northern Xinjiang snorted: "Can you refuse?"
Feng Danyuan smiled but said: "No."
"Then just tell me."
"Give me one million taels of gold. In exchange, I will provide you with 10,000 firecrackers, 100,000 dans of grain and grass, and 200,000 pieces of cloth in five years. You will not be taxed on border trade; in addition, the cavalry in the northern border will not be charged.
Well, I'll help you form a cavalry of 5,000 people, but you have to pay double for the horses."
The King of Northern Xinjiang's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "Feng Danyuan, where are you from? Don't forget, the blood of Xianzong Khan and Queen Tunan is flowing in your body. Where are you going, Gu?
I can’t stop you, but you want to move your family property in Northern Xinjiang to Yun State, and if Gu Ruo agrees, you won’t be able to explain it to your ancestors even if you die!”
Feng Danyuan said calmly: "Now that you are an empty shell in Northern Xinjiang, can you explain to your ancestors when you die?"
"Four years ago, I told you how to revitalize Northern Xinjiang: trade with Yun State, increase agricultural output, increase investment in education and medical care; my princess also gave you agricultural books, prescriptions for treating epidemics, etc.
This time I returned to Northern Xinjiang, it is indeed much better than four years ago, but this is all because of the gold mine in your hands. If you really want to say how strong the national power of Northern Xinjiang is, it cannot be counted. Otherwise, it would not be possible.
It’s winter and I don’t even have enough firewood.”
"I didn't say everything just now. Not only will I provide food, grass and cloth, but I will also send talents from Yun State who are good at agriculture and textile industry to teach you step by step."
The King of Northern Xinjiang's face softened slightly: "I also have a firecracker." This one is indispensable.
Feng Danyuan smiled slightly: "Follow me."
The two came outside the house, and Feng Su immediately handed over three firecrackers from short to long - to be precise, they should be "guns".
Feng Danyuan first took a pistol, stood upright, and shot a fruit dozens of meters away: "This kind has a range of twenty feet and has ten bullets built in."
He took another one that was neither long nor short, and shot down the lampshade a hundred meters away: "This kind has a range of fifty feet and has twenty bullets inside."
Then he took the longest one and shot down the birds in the sky: "This kind has a range of 150 feet and has thirty rounds of bullets built in."
Finally, he said to the stunned King of Northern Xinjiang: "Your fire blunderbuss is nothing compared to these three."
