stubborn thief

Chapter 241
In the winter at the end of the third year of Chongzhen, Yan Taiji, who lived in Juerwan, heard that something big happened to the Lions Army.

Between Han Shuai Liu Chengzong and his dog Xiao Zhuanfeng, there is only a single dog left.

Little Zhuanfeng has an object!
The satin-like Shaanxi fine dog, with its black fur all over its body, ran out to play by itself for three days, wearing the new clothes that the commander-in-chief rewarded him.

When he came back, he was covered in bruises and dirt, one of his four leggings and boots was left, and his new clothes were lost somewhere. Several pieces of hair had been bitten off his body, and his ears were still bleeding.

But walking in the camp and looking forward to Zixiong, his demeanor is as if he has won a battle.

"both!"

Chen Shifu sat cross-legged on the Diwozi Kang, which was auspicious, with a wooden pipe in his mouth, holding a Yaozhou porcelain tea cover in his hand and stroked it by the side of the tea bowl, put down the tea bowl, picked up the pipe and said: "Two four-eyed female mastiffs , was brought back by Xiao Zhuanfeng to meet the commander-in-chief."

He took it as a joke to sit across from him, and he cared more about Chen Shifo in front of him.

This Han fake monk in a red robe is different. He looked very poor a few days ago, but today he came to him wearing a pair of small glasses, and his whole body changed from shot to shot.

Wearing satin with dark auspicious cloud patterns on his body, he brought two Saipan students as his entourage. When he entered the nest, he first laid out a silver-threaded camel hair blanket on the kang. The texture was soft and the workmanship looked exquisite.

Then he took out a fine pipe with six animals carved from his arms, and slowly pressed the tobacco.

Afterwards, a white porcelain pot and bowl painted with carp and lotus was set on the stove, and a large piece of tea brick was broken off and placed in it, saying that Taiji thought that this bastard had never drunk tea in his life.

And every movement, the fake monk introduced him what it was.

"Camel hair silver thread blanket, this silver thread is woven from a piece of silver bag on the weft thread, a serious court craftsmanship."

"Tobacco is from Lanzhou. It was first supplied to the frontier army to keep out the cold. It was produced by Zhuangzi, King Su of the Ming Dynasty; the tobacco pipe, the relief of animals and mountains, and the horns of sheep are all clearly carved."

"This porcelain is from the Yaozhou kiln. You know the Yaozhou kiln in Shaanxi, don't you? The best kiln factory!"

After such an introduction, Chen Shifu sat down, and suddenly changed the topic to Han Shuai's dog riding two mastiffs, which made Yan Taiji a little unacceptable.

He was still staring at the seat blanket under Chen Shifo's buttocks, the camel hair silver blanket was really beautiful, he thought it would be especially suitable if it was placed under the saddle as a cushion.

But the more beautiful the blanket, the more he hated Master Chen.

Didn't you come here on purpose to show off? What are you showing off?
It is not a person who has never seen Bao Yan. He followed his father when he was young, and he was also a person who caused headaches for the Ming army on the border. He has seen a lot.

He has seen similar crafts like these things Chen Shifo produced.

For example, blankets, he once had a pair of camel hair blankets, which were obtained by robbing Samarkand tribute caravans in the last year of Wanli. It is said that they are Persian blankets, which are very comfortable to use.

However, because of his knowledge and reputation, Huo Luochi was the most beaten in the battle with the Ming army. The blanket was burned by the Ming army, and his troops were devastated.

Later, he became a Buddhist, with a peaceful mind and a more open minded approach to everything.

Some Mongolian nobles like them believe in Buddhism because the Red Sect and the Yellow Sect can bring practical benefits, and some people really think it is good to believe in Buddhism.

But no matter what the reasons for their beliefs are, they are different from ordinary people. These nobles are true believers, while ordinary people are false believers.

This matter is the same in Fandi Guanzhuang and Mongolian tribes, ordinary people are not worthy of trust.

They are illiterate and have no accompanying monks to explain scriptures and Dharma.

Ordinary people are only worthy of monks.

If you don't believe in the monk, his younger brother is the biggest reincarnated monk in Qinghai. He was reincarnated and still peed his pants when he was a child?
I even look down on Chen Shifo, a fake monk.

Yan Taiji chuckled and asked, "What do you want to do here today?"

"I remember Taiji said that your tribe has more than [-] riders in Hequ? You must have a lot of livestock, right?"

Yan Taiji became vigilant, frowned and said, "Why are you asking this?"

"Don't worry too much about Taiji." Chen Shifo stood up, raised his finger and looked around the things he brought, and said, "The commander asked me to tell you that the commander can do these things. If Taiji wants it, next year It can be exchanged for wool, cashmere, camel hair, and various kinds of skins."

The words did not reveal the excitement Chen Shifo imagined, and he asked in a flat tone: "You are going to fight Lazun next year, and you still want to sell these to me?"

"The commander-in-chief said that Razun is Razun and Taiji is Taiji."

"Ha!" Ba Yan applauded and laughed, pointing at Chen Shifo and said: "The heroic tiger's law, the middle strategy is to divide the fiefs, what do you Han people say? Learn and use it!"

Just laughed, and said with a cold face: "I don't have many people, but Lazun is my younger brother. I can't just sit back and watch you fight and do business with peace of mind."

"Whether to fight or not is not up to the commander, but Razun. If he wants a thousand horses, he will send troops to get them; if he doesn't want to fight, he can also exchange information."

Whether there is mutual exchange.

Huo Luochi fought with the Ming army for decades for the sake of tribute, not the kind of tribute that I give you a horse and you give me a small gift in return, but a mutual market like that of Aldakhan.

As long as there is another way, who the hell is willing to fight for a washbasin.

But Daming was not even willing to sell them an iron pot.

Now you, Master Chen, open your mouth and then shut it up, and just say that you want to communicate with each other?
He didn't believe it, and he didn't dare to believe it. He shook his head and said, "Han Shuai is Qinghai's consolation envoy, and he must fight us."

"If you follow the command of the commander-in-chief, the commander-in-chief is still a consolation envoy, and there is no need to fight. Isn't war just about asking for things? Trade can also exchange things, and you don't need to die."

Chen Shifu thought for a while, and added: "The commander-in-chief said that the Han and Mongolian people were originally one. .”

It was fine if he didn't mention the two chieftains of Qi in Xining, but when he mentioned it, he became furious, and said which pot would not be opened: "It's a good fart, just helping the Han people beat us!"

After swearing, he asked, "What you said is too big, I don't care about it, wait until spring to ask Razun."

However, Chen Shifo pursued relentlessly: "But you can be the leader of your own tribe."

This was the first time Liu Chengzong entrusted him with a major task, and he didn't want to go back and report to him without any results.

"My own tribe, can you give me what I want?"

Chen Shifo waved his hands over the blankets and chinaware again, and said, "The commander-in-chief said, you can get these in exchange for things."

"What my tribe lacks is not these. I need noodles, food, leather boots and wooden boxes made by the Han people, a three-inch five-inch seven-inch knife, iron pans, stirrups, horse trips, iron shovels, iron prongs, iron ax."

"I want hats, white handkerchiefs, large cloth and silk satin, gold paper for Buddha, seasonings for meals, combs and hair ropes, and I want you to make gold, silver, bronze and jewelry."

Bai Yan uttered countless needs in a series, fixed his eyes on Chen Shifo: "I want a saber and a bow and arrow, can you give them?"

"Don't worry!"

Chen Shifo was overjoyed, he was not afraid of asking too much for his words, but he was afraid that he would say nothing, and when he opened his mouth, he immediately turned around and asked his followers for a pen and paper, and recorded them one by one.

"Food may not be easy to talk about, but other things should not be a problem, but what can you give?"

That's all for Chen Shifu to ask, and added: "Let me tell you first, the price of some things has already been set, such as this blanket, if it's just a woolen blanket, it's two for one; if this kind has the best workmanship, so The big ones cost 20 taels, and there are even better ones.”

"If you bring in wool, you will receive it at the price of one tael per hundred catties, which is the same price in Xining."

Regarding the purchase of raw materials, Liu Chengzong did not intend to forcefully lower the price, because the price itself was fake.

Silver is not important in this kind of transaction. If they can reach a trade between them, it is essentially barter.

And bartering, in this completely seller's market environment, their added value is too high, almost tantamount to doing whatever they want.

"Apart from food, are there other problems?"

Bai Yan suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Would you dare to sell me the iron pot and the saber?"

If he heard correctly, these Han people are poor and crazy.

"The commander-in-chief told me that, as long as you are willing to rely on the commander-in-chief, you can trade with each other, and you can sell everything you can do. It's nothing more than a matter of price. There must be a difference between closeness and estrangement."

Chen Shifu thought for a while and said: "And the commander-in-chief doesn't have any iron. If you want iron utensils, you have to get the iron first; the same is true for food. It's not that the commander-in-chief doesn't sell food, but he is also short of food, so I guess the food Not for sale."

"But if you bring grain or ground noodles, the commander-in-chief can also give you noodles."

The more you listen to the words, the more you think Liu Chengzong looks like a liar.

When they arrived in Qinghai, they were in the same situation as Liu Chengzong. They were herdsmen and soldiers, and they couldn't do anything. How could Liu Chengzong be able to do everything?

What's more, the conditions are too good to be true.

If I remember correctly, no one has traded with them like this for nearly 300 years.

Their smelting and forging technology may be a bit inferior, but it is not that they do not have the ability to make their own iron tools, nor do they have iron ore, but that they do not have the objective conditions for daily use on a large scale.

This is determined by the nomadic production method.

Most of the minerals are in the mountains. In the Central Plains, a mine, in order to meet the needs of the miners, will develop from small vendors selling dry food to villages, and more people will go into production, and then a handicraft market town will be formed.

The nomadic production method gets stuck at the first step.

There are fewer people mining, enough to make a few knives a year.

There are too many people mining, and if no one grazes, they will starve to death.

Settling around the mines and farming, regardless of the technical level of agriculture from scratch, they all went to farm and forged iron. It was the vegetables in the bowls of other nomadic tribes. Whoever wanted to eat a bite.

The Great Wall does not grow overnight.

But in the feeling of almost being a lie, Bai Yan felt a sense of adventure that he hadn't had in many years.

He saw a possibility, a possibility to revive the tribe.

Just like when no one can trade tribute with the Ming Dynasty, the first one to get Kanhe, through tribute rewards and horse market transactions in exchange for wealth, gain greater advantages among the many tribes, and attract more exiles to attach to him.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time. If it was true, maybe next time, he would be able to break into U-Tsang and drive Zangba from Shigatse to India. He would become the Great Khan of U-Tsang.

Thinking of this, Bai Yan Taiji looked at Chen Shifo and said slowly: "I can give salt, gold, silver, copper, iron, lead, medicinal materials, cattle, sheep, horses, deer antler, musk, leather and fluff."

After that, he took a deep breath: "But you only trade with me."

Master Chen was dumbfounded.

Now you just leave your younger brother alone, so you don't want to be an older brother?
Although it was a good start, Chen Shifo shook his head and said: "The Commander asked me to talk to you, but I don't want to lie to you, all those who belong to the Commander can communicate with each other."

"Xiaohetao, south of the Yellow River in Guide, is just my family."

Taiji waved his hand and said: "You don't care about Razun, I advise him not to fight with Hanshuai, our two families should be a family and have a good relationship."

Hearing this all the time, Chen Shifo finally confirmed that Taiji really planned to leave his younger brother and go it alone.

This is different from Liu Chengzong's initial thoughts.

Liu Chengzong's plan started with the little Lazun, and then gradually divided the power of Lazun through trade, splitting a relatively large alliance into small leaders who could dispatch hundreds of horses, and became no threat.

In this way, everyone can be attracted.

But now this is the result that Master Chen didn't even expect... Let alone him, I'm afraid Razun would never have imagined that the person he sent to negotiate with Liu Chengzong will soon go back to negotiate with him on behalf of Liu Chengzong.

This kind of statement was very familiar to Chen Shifo's ears, and he said, "You want to be the chieftain of Xiaohetao? The commander doesn't like chieftains, and he may turn all chieftains into low-level officials in the future."

Judging from the frenzy in the military camp during these days, Chen Shifo believed that Liu Chengzong was very disgusted with the Sixteen Laws, and the entire camp was studying how to defeat Zangba Khan's army.

Afterwards, the craftsmen also became excited, as if the commander-in-chief had publicly said that craftsmen were very important to him.

Looking at it this way, although Liu Chengzong has the title of Qinghai Propaganda Envoy on his head, judging from his demeanor riding a poinsettia horse, this Qinghai Propaganda Envoy may not recognize the court.

Naturally, there is no possibility of canonizing a new chieftain.

The biggest possibility is that in the future, the chiefs who belonged to the early leaders will be awarded official positions, and they will be managed in the local area as a floating official for several years or even a lifetime.

But he didn't care about it. Although the grazing land in Xiaohetao of the Yellow River was fertile, the power was too small after all.

He wants to revive his family tradition and make his tribe stronger. As for how much stronger it will be, he has never thought about this issue.

If you can provide a large amount of daily necessities, you can gain the reputation of having a large number of herdsmen to follow.

With enough troops, he will be able to enter Uz-Tibet again and fight Zangba Khan again.

He said: "It doesn't matter if you are an official, as long as those things can be offered, I am willing to submit."

Chen Shifu nodded slowly and said: "It's meaningless for you and me to talk any more. The rest of the matter is beyond what I can decide, but I will tell the commander-in-chief everything you said."

"If he allows you to surrender, then this matter should be settled like this!"

Chen Shifu seemed to think of something suddenly, and said: "But before that, you have to let the brother who raised the hounds for you try to see if he can take away the two mastiffs kidnapped by Xiao Zhuanfeng. people."

"The three of them now dominate the tent of the commander-in-chief. They are shameless all day long, and the commander-in-chief can't even go back."

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)