To the north of Chang'an, thousands of miles away.
The goose-feather heavy snow has been falling all day and night, and there is a vast expanse of white everywhere in the sky and the earth.
And the most annoying thing is not the big hole in the snow when you step down, but the strong wind blowing constantly in your ears. It can always find gaps in your collar, sleeves or hems, etc., and go all the way.
Riza, until it penetrates deep into the bones.
Hanging on the face, it is like a knife cutting it.
Wrapping the sheepskin coat tightly around him and lowering his head desperately, Bahari trudged forward on the snow. At the same time, he kept cursing in his heart the leader of Xue Yantuo whom he was about to meet, the "Zhenzhu Pi" who was canonized by the Tang Dynasty.
Ga Khan”!
The Tang Dynasty called them Xue Yantuo, but they themselves called themselves Tiele tribe people.
So when Bahari was angry and wanted to curse, what he was cursing in his heart was: "Damn old guy, damn Tiele people!"
With such a heavy snowstorm, one could obviously ride a horse to the front of the tent, and the carriage carrying the goods could also be pulled in directly, but this damn guy had to let Bahari come on foot, and the goods could only be carried by manpower...
How is this meant to show respect to them?
It's obviously just to make things difficult!
But he was under the eaves, and the other party was a real Khan. Bahari really didn't dare to complain openly, or even let his thoughts show on his face. When he arrived in front of the largest tent, he was
After a rough man with a bad breath touched his body several times, Bahari finally entered with pride.
As soon as I walked into the thick sheepskin curtain, a wave of heat suddenly hit my face!
"...what a fool!"
The sudden warmth made Bahari stunned for a moment, and then he became even more angry.
I walked outside for at least two miles in the wind and snow, and a few of my men were carrying things. It was so warm in this old guy’s tent? Bahali took a quick look around the tent, and the tops were all covered with hangings.
It was covered with thick furs, the ground was paved with no dead ends, and there were two big fire pits burning brightly!
An old man in his forties or fifties was sitting in the middle of the tent, with two... pretty beauties waiting beside him.
"What a fool! What a fool! What a fool!"
After scolding several times in his heart, Bahari took a long breath, but showed a flattering smile on his face. After taking two quick steps, Bahari fell to the ground with a plop: "Little
Bahari, I have seen the great Khan!"
"……Um."
Glancing at him casually, Yi Nan snorted from his nose.
It was just a hum. Bahari did not dare to get up without getting a definite response. He could only continue to lie on the ground and express his respect and obedience to the great Zhenzhu Viga Khan.
After a while, he heard Yi Nan ask slowly: "Are you Bahari? Have I seen you before?"
"Yes, Khan!"
After listening to Yi Nan's words, Bahari quickly replied: "I met Khan two years ago and brought three thousand kilograms of iron to Khan... In the past two years, I have sent Khan every year.
People sent at least one thousand kilograms of iron and at least three thousand kilograms of salt."
"Oh, it turns out it's you."
After hearing Bahali's words, Yi Nan straightened up slightly and his voice finally softened a lot.
Although he still couldn't remember who this short fat man was, since the other party sent him iron and salt every year, he was a true friend, so Yi Nan's attitude was naturally different.
Living on the prairie, iron and salt are indispensable things!
Iron can be used to forge weapons in the hands of warriors, which can be said to be one of the fundamentals for the Tiele people to survive on the prairie. The law of survival of the fittest requires them to use iron weapons in their hands to resist the plunder of the enemy, or to plunder the enemy's
everything.
As for salt, let alone salt. Without it, everyone would not have the strength to use those weapons.
So after finding out Bahari's identity, Yi Nan's attitude naturally became a little more friendly.
Being able to deliver one thousand kilograms of iron and three thousand kilograms of salt every year shows that Bahari can barely be regarded as a big businessman, which is quite important to him.
But after all, he is just a businessman, so after a few words of encouragement, Yi Nan asked directly: "Bahali, I heard Lenat said that you have a good wine that is as strong as fire. After drinking it, your whole body will be fine."
It's so hot...is it really so? Did you bring it today?"
"Khan, of course it's true!"
Hearing this, Bahari was slightly startled. He felt strange in his heart, but he immediately affirmed it without hesitation: "Only in the palace of Prince Han of the Tang Dynasty can you get good wine. Today, I brought two jars.
Just outside the tent!"
Liquor?
Liquor from Prince Han’s Mansion?
Of course he will not forget those things that must be transported carefully, are expensive and can be easily broken, and at least one tenth of them are lost along the way!
However, although that thing is troublesome, it is very useful after arriving in the Northland.
Because the grassland is very cold in winter, many men like to drink a few sips, especially the noble generals. Therefore, using the "good wine secretly made by Prince Han of the Tang Dynasty", "it only takes five horses to buy it"
With exaggerated slogans such as "One Jar" and "The Beloved of the Khan of the Tang Dynasty" to open the way, Bahari sent out jar after jar of spirits...
That’s right, he didn’t sell a single jar of the spirits this time!
Because Bahari had tasted it once before coming here, and it was too strong. It was far different from the wine he was used to drinking, and he couldn't accept it at all. Moreover, Bahari had never heard of such a strong wine, and he was afraid of others.
Just like him, I simply used it as a rare item to curry favor with and bribe the powerful people on the grassland.
As for saying that he would go to Chang'an, he could just pay the King of Han himself.
But Bahari never expected that with so many things brought today, the first thing Yi Nan asked about was spirits!
"Ah, very good!"
After hearing what Bahari said, Yi Nan naturally nodded with satisfaction.
He likes drinking, and he also likes strong liquor, especially in winter. The stronger the better. Unfortunately, even the liquor he got from the Tang Dynasty is not strong enough in Yi Nan's opinion, so he becomes a subordinate.
When a general, Renato, told him that a businessman brought wine that was as good as fire from the Tang Dynasty, Yi Nan naturally couldn't help it...
Of course, I still don't believe it.
What wine can be like fire?
So after hearing Bahari say that he had brought two jars, Yi Nan waved to a maid and asked her to take it, and then looked at Bahari: "Keep those wines for now. Don't sell them. After two days,
Maybe I will be useful!"
As a Khan, Yi Nan would certainly not drink the wine brought by others casually. He would definitely find someone to try it first. But if the wine was okay and really strong, he would not be willing to let it leak out of his hand again.
A jar!
"Yes, Khan!"
Bahari became more and more surprised, but he quickly bowed and agreed.
What if you don’t agree?
However, seeing that Yi Nan seemed to be very satisfied, Bahari was moved in his heart and said boldly: "Khan, in addition to the flaming liquor, I also brought another good product from the Tang Dynasty.
The things also came out of Prince Han’s palace..."