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Chapter 857 Prince Dulun's Request

The behavior of such a tall man, who was over 1.9 meters tall, made Jiang Fan burst into laughter.

"...This...I, this...it's all my fault...it's all my fault..."

Too persistent...Jiang Fan almost sang along.

Du Lun scratched his head: "I offended Miss Tian..."

Jiang Fan was shocked. Are the rumors true? This guy really has feelings for Tian Luoyu?

This is incredible. If Lao Tianyuan finds out, why should he be buried as a seed?

You know, this old man hates barbarians the most.

Seeing Jiang Fan's weird look on his face, Du Lun became even more embarrassed. Then his face turned red and he almost turned around and ran away.

Jiang Fan quickly stopped him: "Come back here and tell me what's going on?"

Du Lun hesitated for a long time before explaining clearly what happened.

Jiang Fan almost died laughing.

Co-author: This guy really took a liking to Tian Luoyu and began to know his identity. He also kept secretly and did not dare to speak out for fear of being criticized.

Later, I got used to living in the mortal world, and recently I was promoted to be the liaison person for barbarian transactions. I felt that I had gained some status, and I became bolder.

So, Prince Du Lun quietly went to Miss Lin, who was loved by everyone and could chat with everyone, to ask for advice.

Naturally, the unreliable Lin Xiaoqi gave him some unreliable chores.

The prince of the prairie bought a Confucian shirt, a folding fan, and a flower on his temple. He followed Tian Luoyu all day long and recited poems, saying that he was a gentle lady and a gentleman...

Think about it, what kind of character is Tian Luoyu? Although he didn’t understand what this guy was doing, he couldn’t stand it anymore. Finally, he couldn’t hold it back. He went up to him and gave him a heavy blow. Prince Dulun, who was beaten straight away, escaped and was protected by his master.

The little fur ball bit off a shoe.

In the end, Prince Dulun voluntarily locked himself in the old room in the dungeon and escaped the disaster.

No, it was only now that I heard from the cell boss that Miss Tian went out to play that I dared to sneak out to meet people.

Jiang Fan didn't want to laugh, but he couldn't help it, so he finally broke his guard with a puff of laughter, almost spitting out the overnight tea.

I was laughing so hard that my stomach twisted, and it took me a long time to finally calm down.

The Du Lun people were so embarrassed that they looked like they wanted to jump into the bottom of Qinglian Lake to be with Jiang Xiaoyu.

"I said, Prince, you are too unreliable. Can you listen to Lin Nanyan?"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Du Lun sneered: "I think Miss Lin is right. I heard that all Chinese scholars are like this..."

Jiang Fan pointed at him and shook his head: "Scholar, are you a scholar? You are really imitating others. If you don't get beaten, who will get beaten..."

Du Lun couldn't figure it out: "Why."

Jiang Fan didn't bother to explain to him, "Du Lun, let me tell you, there is no guilt in liking someone, but you have to think carefully about the method, and at least do what you are good at."

"Good at..." Du Lun frowned, still unable to figure it out.

Jiang Fan was too lazy to teach him this, because Mr. Tian knew that he would have to farm even if he couldn't save his life.

"Also, let me tell you, you'd better keep a low profile. Her grandfather doesn't have a good impression of you barbarians. Tian Luoyu's beating of you is a light thing. If the old man takes action..."

Jiang Fan clicked his tongue and said, "You can figure it out yourself."

Du Lun's face turned a little pale. Of course Mr. Tian knew that, although he didn't know where he came from, his cultivation level was so high that it was scary. He had followed the prince to the grassland, and he and his father had thousands of troops and even ate them.

Deflated, let alone now on someone else’s territory?

He was here just thinking about Tian Luoyu and didn't even think about it. Now that he remembered it, he couldn't help but shudder.

"So, stop fooling around. Although it's okay to like someone, the two races are incompatible with each other. Let alone the old man, I don't like this from my heart. I don't care if you care about Tian Luoyu, and I won't ask.

But you have to weigh it yourself."

Du Lun's calves were a little cramped and he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. He hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, actually I am here to talk to you about something important. You have been away some time ago. Now the salt marsh has been mined on a large scale. Father wants to

We need more supplies, but Mrs. Qing doesn’t agree. You see..."

Jiang Fan immediately shook his head: "Don't ask me about this kind of thing. Mrs. Qing makes the decision. How can I bother to ask about the specific output? She has her own sense of discretion."

Jiang Fan said that Du Lun couldn't help it, after all, all the key things were in his hands.

But the profit from this refined salt is amazing.

This exquisite table salt is a hundred times stronger than the salt they used before. A little bit can surpass a large piece. It has no impurities and is delicious. It has been enthusiastically followed as soon as it enters the grassland.

Although the price is comparable to gold, it is not good enough to hold the goods, but the quantity given is insufficient. Not to mention selling to other tribes, the Zuoxian King's tribe alone is a top-notch commodity.

The other three major ministries, and even the Golden Tribe, discovered the good things from the Zuoxian King Tribe, and sent people to ask for them. Because there was no spare, these people began to spare no effort to find out the source information, although the Zuoxian King Tribe acted secretly.

, the salt marsh thing is hidden, but there is no airtight wall in the world, and people will find out sooner or later.

King Zuo Xian was not a fool, and he was also very worried about others asking Jiang Fan to cooperate with him on similar matters, so he wanted to make a fortune first before doing so.

Therefore, King Zuo Xian tried to ask Jiang Fan directly for help through his son's mouth.

Of course Jiang Fan refused. Although these almost free things brought in countless meat, horses, furs, medicinal materials and other materials, his and Ba Qing's plan was far from that. Things had to be done step by step, and right now it was still

There is no need to rush. If there is a rush, you must let King Zuo Xian go.

Seeing that this was not possible, Du Lun had no choice but to change the topic and brought up the burning knife again.

This strong liquor is very suitable for the taste of the barbarians, and has miraculous effects on keeping out the cold and healing wounds. It is also a treasure valued by King Zuo Xian.

However, Jiang Fan still hopes to make things rare and sell them at high prices. How can he get his wish too much, but at least he agrees to talk to Ba Qing and increase it appropriately.

This could only be regarded as better than nothing, and Du Lun saw no chance, so he finally brought up the ceramics and glass business with the intention of giving it a try.

Jiang Fan agreed happily. In his opinion, this thing was truly worthless but could be exchanged for a large amount of supplies.

However, due to limited output, it will take some time.

In the end, Prince Du Lun, who failed to achieve any of his goals immediately, left sadly with black eyes.

After sending away the frustrated Prince Du Lun in the shopping mall, Jiang Fan finally took a good nap and slept soundly for more than an hour before he knew it.

When I woke up, I happened to catch up with Eight Bears coming to say goodbye.

When Jiang Fan saw the eight bears wearing helmets and carrying armor, the tigers were so powerful that he couldn't help but admire, what a group of big men!

Hachikuma is naturally majestic and majestic. In order to join the army, he even wore a full body armor and held heavy weapons in his hands, making him look even more rugged and tough.

What a natural warrior!

Xiong Da took the lead, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, my subordinates, Xiang Xiang, I bid you farewell!"
Chapter completed!
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