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Chapter 65 Desert Business Travel
"People in troubled times are not as good as Peace Dogs.

Everyone look at it and remember this picture.

If you don't have a gun in your hand, or a knife in your waist.

If you are facing the enemy, you can't be more ruthless than them.

This is likely to be your end. "

Zhao Cheng's voice was low.

Growing up in a peaceful and prosperous age, although I have read about this period of history in the materials, but when I saw it with my own eyes in reality, this shocking feeling is really indescribable in words.

Niu Dali and the others also had heavy faces and depressed hearts.

Zhao Cheng is definitely not alarmist.

It turned out that their life was the same as that of the people in this village.

The difference is that they met Zhao Cheng.

And the people in this village met a thief lighting a lamp...

"Kill all these dogs and wolves.

People should have dignity when they die.

Go to the surrounding villages and hire people to come and deal with the funeral.

After processing, let Qing Zhuang stay and go to the Carboniferous Mountain to dig for charcoal.

In charge of food, there is meat every day, and five buckets of grain every month. "

Zhao Cheng gave an order, Niu Dali and others agreed with a loud bang, and the riders dispersed, and the gunshots kept ringing.

Stronglanders have gradually begun to accept food stamps.

The newly recruited people didn't know what food coupons were offered to them, and they probably thought it was Zhao Cheng who lied to them.

It's too complicated to explain.

Therefore, all newly recruited people will follow the precedent and use grain to distribute food and salaries first.

Zhao Cheng intends to make this a rule.

For the newly recruited population in the future, the first month's remuneration will be settled in grain.

Solve the problem of food and clothing first, and then have the mind to think about other things.

"My lord, there is a living creature."

Soon, Niu Dali brought a wounded man over.

The man was covered in blood and had a large wound on his back. The wound had suppurated, and he had a high fever and was unconscious.

If Zhao Cheng had come a day later, he might have died.

"Send it back to Qiangdi Hospital!"

Zhao Cheng took a brief look.

This person is very young and is a survivor of Tucun.

The injury looks serious, but with treatment, it's easy to get better.

……

The wind was blowing, and the yellow sand was all over the sky.

Li Gaoyi had two horses, one for himself, and two big bags on the other.

Walking alone in the desert.

Suddenly, a group of cavalry came towards us from the far horizon.

Li Gaoyi felt nervous for a while.

"Mongolian Tartars."

After getting a little closer, Li Gaoyi let out a slight breath when he saw the person coming.

Mongol Tartars still follow some rules.

This grassland is the territory of the Mongols, but in recent years, Jurchen Tartars often appear here.

Once you meet the Jurchen Tartars, in all likelihood, your goods will be robbed, and your people will also be taken away. If you are lucky, you will become slaves; if you are unlucky, you will be hacked.

It is said that only some merchants in Shanxi can do business normally on the prairie.

Shanxi merchants have a wide range of connections and a deep background. Not only do they have contacts with the border generals in Xuanfu Town, but it is said that they can also enjoy themselves with the Jurchen Tartars...

Li Gaoyi was very envious.

After this batch of goods was sold, he was going to run away from this relationship.

If I can pull up a small caravan...

The greed in Li Gaoyi's heart began to swell.

Xuanfu Town is located in a special location. He has seen the wealth of Shanxi merchants, and he yearns for it very much.

Therefore, after strongly seeing the business opportunity, he did not hesitate to give it a go.

If he succeeds, Li Gaoyi will be a wealthy businessman in the future!
You don't need to eat sand in the border town all day long, and you have to fight with others at any time.

Outside the Great Wall, the Jurchen Tartars are becoming more and more arrogant, and may be detained at any time to enter the country.

Li Gaoyi didn't want to fight the Jurchen Tartars, that would be death.

After about an incense stick, the cavalry approached.

Several majestic Mongolian cavalry circled around Li Gaoyi first.

The horse snorted, and the knight on the horse was majestic.

"Businessman! I'm a businessman! I'm here to trade and sell things for your tribe!"

Li Gaoyi shouted quickly.

The Mongols are not friendly to the common people of Ming Dynasty, as long as ordinary people cross the Great Wall, their lives are basically in danger.

However, they are friendly to merchants.

Even if there is any conflict, the businessman will generally not be attacked.

Because of the bitter cold outside the Great Wall and monotonous products, they only have cattle and sheep.

The salt they usually eat and the ironware they use need to be transported by Ming merchants from the south of the Great Wall to them.

If there is no merchant, they will not be able to eat salt, and they will have no strength.

They also cannot do without tea.

Usually their staple food is milk lumps, and they can also eat beef and mutton during festivals.

They don't farm, and usually can't even eat a leafy green vegetable.

Tea not only relieves greasy, but also supplements essential trace elements in the human body.

If the businessmen's safety cannot be guaranteed and they dare not come to do business again, they will be unlucky.

Therefore, not killing businessmen is a custom handed down from generation to generation in the tribe.

Hearing that Li Gaoyi claimed to be a businessman, the attitude of these Mongols was indeed a little better.

A leader of the Tartars stepped forward and pointed at the two bags on Li Gaoyi's horseback with the whip in his hand.

"What's in here?"

"It's wine! There's still something to drink! It's intended to be sold to the masters of Taiji."

Li Gaoyi was alone and didn't bring much.

However, his self-confidence is scarce.

Before setting off, the target he set for himself was the nobles of various Mongolian tribes.

Only by selling at a high price can he make a worthwhile trip.

The pair of Mongolian soldiers in front of them were all dressed in rags. Although they were strong, they were thin.

At first glance, they were soldiers at the bottom.

At this time, it was the Little Ice Age.

Not only is Daming's life difficult, but years of drought, especially in Shanshan, Henan, and Shandong, have become more severe year by year, so that refugees are everywhere.

That's why the thieves continued to wipe out wave after wave, and the gourd was pressed and scooped up, which made the court tired of coping.

The Mongolian ministries and the Jurchen are also having a hard time.

The various parts of Mongolia were divided, and the tribes conquered each other.

Moreover, Mongolia's frosts fell too early, and there were often no crops; the winter was too severe, and the cattle and sheep died of freezing and starvation...

People cannibalize each other on a large scale from time to time.

……

Li Gaoyi was worried. If he had a choice, he would not trade with these Mongolian soldiers.

Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, the leading Tartar slapped his horsewhip heavily on his face and cursed a bunch of Mongolian words.

"open to take a look!"

The Tartar got off his horse.

"Yes, my lord!"

Li Gaoyi agreed, with a smile on his face, and his mother's criticism in his heart.

"Wow!"

When the bag was opened, the first thing the tartar noticed was a bottle of Erguotou.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"This is... a crystal bottle?"

How extravagant is it to drink wine in a crystal bottle?
Mongolians are alcoholics.

Looking at this bottle of wine, he couldn't help his throat twitching, and his addiction to alcohol came up.

"Sell it to me!"

His voice was a little stiff, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)