Dressed as a widow, raising cubs, farming and building infrastructure in Ming Dynasty

Chapter 55: Flesh Brothers
The little mute stood up and said, "That's exactly what I meant."

Qin Liu looked at the two of them a little nervously.

It has to be said that Urus is much stronger than the little mute, taller and more intimidating.

Compared to Urus, Little Mute is like a young mung bean sprout. The two of them are not the same weight at all.

The crowd formed a circle around Urus and the little mute, and someone with good intentions was already beating the blood-heated drums.

Qin Liu whispered: "Little mute, please be safe!" The little mute was not far away from her and nodded imperceptibly.

Urus had already bent down in an offensive posture.

The little mute also bent down and stared at Urus sharply.

Ulus took the lead and put his thick arms around the little mute's neck.

The little mute turned his head to one side and easily defused Ulus' attack with a "four or two moves a thousand pounds" posture.

Urus Kong was strong and powerful, and the little mute was nimble and agile. The two of them fought back and forth for dozens of rounds.

Qin Liu's heart tightened more and more.

The two brothers look somewhat similar, but have completely different temperaments.

Urus takes the route of a strong Mongolian man. A man is like a tall mountain of muscles with fierce eyes, which makes people fearful just looking at him.

The little mute is on the thin side. I don’t know whether it’s because he was seriously injured last year or because he was abused at the fire screen when he was a child. He is thin and small, and his face still has a bit of innocence and perseverance of a young man, which makes people unconscious. The ground gave birth to some pity.

Urus's physical advantage was obvious, and the final victory was inevitable. Qin Liu only hoped that Ulus would be merciful and not hurt the little mute.

The wrestling match is finally over.

As expected, Urus won, and the crowd burst into warm applause and cheers.

However, Qin Liu and Princess Tululetu gathered around the little mute and asked eagerly: "Are you okay?" One spoke Chinese and the other spoke Mongolian.

The little mute smiled slightly, stood up, showed a knowing smile, and hugged Ulus, who was smiling at him.

Seeing this look of deep brotherhood, Qin Liu secretly sneered and shook his head.

They are flesh and blood brothers whose blood is thicker than water, and I am a foreigner. What kind of nonsense is this?
Princess Turuletu stood aside and looked at the little mute and Urus with a half-smile.She said faintly: "I forgot. It was the eldest brother Tulu who bullied Bals since he was a child. Fortunately, he died early!"

Urus laughed loudly: "Father Khan heard what you said, and you have to be scolded again!"

Princess Tululetu rolled her eyes: "You have to rebuke me! It was Tulu who came up with the idea in the first place and insisted on marrying me to the old man from Uliangha! It's useless even if my mother objects!"

Urus smiled and looked at the consort beside him: "Father Khan only thinks about the unification of Mongolia. However, it is obvious that only Darhan from the Khalkha tribe is worthy of my only sister."

Only then did Qin Liu know that although Princess Tululetu was not married to an old man from Uliangha, she was also married to a member of the Khalkha tribe.

It seems that as the children of the Great Khan, marriage is inevitable.

The lively Aobao Festival party was still going on, but Queen Manduhai hadn't summoned Qin Liu until the party ended.

Starting from the next day, the mustachioed man began to have quarrelsome negotiations with Ah Heima again.

Qin Liu knew this time that the man with the mustache was named Cui Shiwei. He was from Juren and was very good at purchasing and negotiating military supplies.During every negotiation, Old Man Lou and Qin Liu just sat around boredly drinking milk tea, while Cui Shiwei and Ah Heima were the only ones who argued with each other until their faces turned red.

The little mute didn't know where he had been these past few days, but he never showed up.Cui Shiwei was also very skillful in bargaining. He talked about everything from historical allusions to the lifeline of the dynasty, the livelihood of the people, and the long-term peace and stability of the grassland peoples. He talked about it in a clear and logical manner, which often left Ahema speechless, blowing his beard and staring in anger.

In the end, the price for selling horses was initially set at a level where a top-quality horse could be exchanged for 55 kilograms of tea and 47 kilograms of salt.

As for iron weapons, he kept silent about it, and there was no way to mention it.

Ahei Ma finally gritted his teeth and initially agreed to the price plan, but the original [-] horses were reduced to [-], and were delivered in several installments.

Qin Liu drank tea with squinted eyes, secretly cursing Cui Shiwei for being cunning.

The price of tea can be referred to the tea-horse mutual market prices in other places, and the elasticity is not very high.But if you sell horses with salt, your door will be widened.

Cui Shiwei calculated based on the retail price of 20 taels of salt for a pound of salt, and calculated it based on the exchange of [-] taels of silver for one pound of salt. After calculation, the price of a high-quality horse was [-] taels of silver.

But if salt is wholesaled on a large scale, the price will definitely be more favorable than three hundred cents per pound.

Moreover, in the prosperous areas in the south of the Ming Dynasty, silver was more popular. One tael of silver could be exchanged for [-] or even [-] coins. Here and outside, Mongolia was at a huge loss.

According to the extreme situation - the wholesale price of a pound of salt is 250 taels, and based on the exchange of one tael of silver for one thousand taels, the price of a high-quality horse is less than 12 taels of silver.

After all, it was obviously the grassland people who suffered.

However, Qin Liu had no intention of breaking this point.

Her three gold ingots were just gone, and she was in no mood to seek justice for the prairie people.

A few days later, the little mute came back after a long journey. He eagerly pulled Qin Liu aside, his eyes sparkling, and whispered: "We really found the coal mine and the iron mine! Just where you said Duolun !”

Only then did Qin Liu understand that the little mute was busy looking for minerals these days.

Qin Liu smiled and said: "It's not enough to just find them, you have to learn the mining and smelting techniques of the Han people. It's not easy to invite these senior craftsmen to the grasslands!"

The little mute just nodded confidently: "Yes!"

After a few more days, Qin Liu and others were finally able to get up and return.

Little Mute and Ah Heima went with them, and also brought thirty high-quality horses as prototypes for Qin Liu and others to take back to the Han Dynasty.

Qin Liu couldn't help but chuckle to herself. This Mongolian was actually quite smart. The value of thirty high-quality horses was equal to the value of her three gold ingots. If she didn't squander her gold ingots, she wouldn't suffer any loss.

Qin Liu only looked forward to returning to Shabaozi Town. If these thirty horses could be sold at a price of 40 taels of silver each, it would not be in vain for her to suffer and be afraid for so many days.

The group traveled day and night for more than ten days, and the scouts discovered a group of cavalry not far ahead.

Ah Heima and others also became nervous, with their swords unsheathed and strong bows in hand, ready to fight at any time.

Qin Liu guessed that he had encountered the Mongolian cavalry on the right wing?

Thinking of the group of Mongolian right-wing soldiers who were killed by Little Mute and Ma Ang one after another, Qin Liu felt a chill all over his body.

It won't be another life-and-death fight, right?
She squinted her eyes and looked at the distant woods. Under the sunlight, there would occasionally be dazzling flashes of light.

Qin Liu lowered his head and pondered, his heart pounding.This flash is either the weapon or the sunlight reflected by the armor!

Ahema calmly sent out scouts to investigate.

(End of this chapter)