Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 589 International Trade Route
Teemo's hell!A large team, full of ghosts!
"General! This is Xiao Hu! Our shareholder of Guihua City, Xiao Hu of Kangju!"

Such a large group of hairy monkeys, which are weirder than the barbarians in Huawai, with brown hair, blue eyes like Sun Quan, and skin as pale as zombies, and full of hair, the guards of Guihua City are obviously stunned. Just two miles away from the city, two troops, the Liaodong Mohe cavalry and the Yan Rou cavalry who surrendered from Youzhou, and two generals, Wei Yan and the Liaodong general Yan Rou blocked them all with their teeth and claws.

Surrounded by groups of Han cavalry, looking at their heavily armored appearance and the sharp things in their hands, these ghosts are obviously slapped with claws, and there is a big banner with the word "Wang" floating over here. The ghost at the head of the caravan bared his teeth and started yelling in an interpreter's Mandarin.

"Little Hu from Kangju? When did I know a little Hu from Kangju?"

"Master, when you were raising funds for Guihua City, didn't you tell me that there was a monkey from the Western Regions who looked like a human? Is it him?"

Hearing Zhuge Ying talking novelty beside him, Wang Hou slapped his thigh, suddenly realized: "It's this guy!"

With this arrival, Guihua City finally has the atmosphere of an international commercial city. At this end, the Fangui caravan that entered the city set up a stall in the unbuilt Guihua West Market. They brought The things are really all exotic goods, large pieces of Persian carpets with exquisite patterns, as well as the dyes produced in Post, such as ocher green and black gold, are filled with various stalls.

Rare and rare treasures, as well as gold and silver Persian wine utensils and utensils inlaid with cat's eye green and precious stones, rhino horns and ivory that will be confiscated by later generations, and now the pepper dealers who can't sell the price are huddled in a corner and sell colored glaze. Zhu Zi squatted there crying with him.

There are even rare exotic beasts and white slave girls!More than [-] grandchildren from Qingzhou came out, the rich grandsons... ahem, the rich uncles were amazed around a lion dozing in a cage, and Wang Hou was just enough to make do with the kind of Roma in the TV series. Long skirt, but squinting in front of the white slave girl with iron shackles on her small hands and neck..., Bah!Asked with justice and sympathy.

"Cut oil and kill Peak Inglace?"

White female slave: "????"

"General! General!"

Seeing Wang Hou poking his head over there to sell orders, the bearded man who claimed to be surnamed Hu came over again with the Mandarin accent of the translator.

"Just take whatever the general likes! We Xiaohu will pay for it!"

"No need, I have money myself, you just pay the tax in full!"

Wang Hou is not stupid, there is no such thing as an idiot's lunch!This guy came here by bluffing and cheating all the way, and he looked like an expert in corruption. He didn't want to lose the big by picking sesame seeds and losing the watermelon!

Sure enough, his expression was suffocated, and then the red-haired, blue-eyed guy who seemed to be somewhat related to Sun Quan muttered sadly again.

"Well, according to the investment ratio when the Guihua City was first built, don't the shareholders have tax benefits?"

"But you also enjoy a great commodity that will be exclusive to you, and you haven't paid for it yet!"

"Uh? What product?"

"Safety!"

As soon as these words came out, this Bi Yaner surnamed Hu was really stuck there, and after a while, he asked sadly with a sad face.

"How much tax will the general want!"

"Come with me, how much tax you get depends on your performance!"

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Hearing these words, why is it a bit evil!Fortunately, these days, splitting peaches with broken sleeves is still regarded as a heterosexuality. Wang Hou is not interested in a bearded, blue-eyed white monkey. The four-wheeled carriage battalion in the office, pointing to the caravan that was still picking and choosing, Wang Hou asked seriously.

"Tell me! What's going on? Starting from Liaodong, can you go back and forth to Kang Guo in a month?"

"Sure enough, nothing can escape the eyes of the general!"

First, he flattered him, and then the hozen surnamed Hu explained with a mournful face.

"These people were picked up by the little former driver!"

"Picked up???"

It is really a great business route that even Wang Hou has forgotten, and I have to thank Bowang Hou Zhangqian and his old man!He and the Western Regions opened up a trade route flowing with gold and blood, the Silk Road!

There is no telephone these days, and the lack of information is really extreme. Exactly 20 years ago, Dong Zhuo set off the Zhongping Rebellion, and the entire Han Empire fell apart in an instant. Burned out in the flames of war, the Han Empire was no longer the Han Empire that flowed with gold and silk, but many Huren merchants on the other side of the Silk Road did not know it.

Take this team of businessmen as an example!The closer ones come from Dawan, Kangju, and Guishuang, the farther ones come from Persia, and the farther ones come from Daqin, which is the Roman Empire!
Suffering from lack of information, they traveled long distances from Europe to Asia, and then they were dumbfounded in front of Yumen Pass. The Great Han Empire has declined so much, and Guanzhong has changed from a golden land before to a pack of wolves. They dare not enter the pass up.

The longest businessman from the Western Regions stayed in Dunhuang for five years, and the shortest one was stuck in Dunhuang for a year or two. At this time, after the Luoyang Rebellion, he fled eastward, and took advantage of Wang Hou’s Qingzhou re-business trend to go to the south of the Yangtze River to make money from cotton cloth and rice. Xiao Hu who paid a sum of money appeared in front of them!
Following in Wang Hou's footsteps all the way, this hozen has extra confidence in Wang Hou's return to Huacheng. In fact, this guy wants to return to Kangju to form his own. In the end, he met this group of colleagues who could hardly afford to wear underwear. , As expected of a barbarian who is good at doing business, this product requires a 30.00% commission, all the way around Liangzhou under the name of General Wang Hou Zhenbei, bluffing and deceiving in the western Xianbei tribes, and really brought these businessmen to safety. Naturalized City!
Seeing that Wang Hou had heard his legendary experience, he pinched his chin and began to meditate. This guy couldn't help his heart pounding, his old face was tangled up for a while, and he muttered sadly with his green eyes like a Persian cat.

"The small one donates [-]% of the income to the general, [-]% is paid to taxes, and the small one keeps half of it for himself!"

His words could be regarded as waking up Wang Hou, who was in deep thought. Seeing that this guy was so sad and constipated, Wang Hou hummed disdainfully.

"How many pieces can you have with half of it? There are 20 pieces of silk in the warehouse of this seat!"

"Forehead……"

An astronomical figure smashed the head of this ghostly Hu merchant from the Western Regions, and his head was like a gold star. What does it mean to show off his wealth?Could it be that General Wang is going to swallow the entire caravan?Just when he was beyond sad, Wang Hou asked him a more inexplicable question.

"Little Hu, do you think Liaodong is your home, or Kangju is your home?"

(End of this chapter)