The Huns and Huyan clans.

"Brother Lin, this is the twenty taels of gold we prepared, three hundred cows and two thousand sheep." Hu Yanbao said to Lin Xiaofeng with a smile on his face.

"Thank you Huyan Shanyu. We will definitely have more opportunities to cooperate in the future!" Lin Xiaofeng smiled and looked very good.

"By the way, Brother Lin, I still have a question. If you bring so many cattle and sheep into the pass, won't the guards stop the Qin army?" Hu Yanbao suddenly asked curiously again.

"Huyan Shanyu, there is a saying in our Qin Dynasty that money can make the devil push the mill. You don't know that the Qin army's life is actually not easy, and we can't even have enough food. Our master spent more money to make the guards turn a blind eye to the Qin army..." Lin Xiaofeng explained.

When we came, there was a caravan with about a hundred people. When we went there, we seemed to be transformed into a herdsman, carrying gold, driving cattle and sheep, and heading back to Daqin in a mighty manner.

"It seems that Daqin is not really impeccable!" Looking at Lin Xiaofeng and his group of people leaving, Hu Yanbao's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Young master, a great talent! A few sets of cups, a glass wolf, and a few bottles and jars, are exchanged for 70% of these cattle and sheep!"

"Young Master said that these glasses are actually made of sand and are not valuable!"

"In addition to Huyan's family, look for other tribes, trade more and more times, hiss..."

"No wonder the young master said that this was not a transaction, but actually plundering the wealth of the Huns!"

On the way back to Qin, recalling the harvest this time, Lin Xiaofeng felt more and more shocked and excited as she thought about it.

"Young Master, I will live up to my mission!" Back at the Shangjun military camp, Lin Xiaofeng knelt in front of Fusu.

"What's the situation? Tell me about it? I've been back in just ten days?" Fusu asked curiously at Lin Xiaofeng.

Then, Lin Xiaofeng explained everything that his caravan entered the Hun grasslands not long after he entered the Huyan tribe.

"It seems that the Huyan clan is a Hun tribe that is closer to the Qin Dynasty, so he can return so quickly, right?" Fusu suddenly realized what Lin Xiaofeng said about the transaction between the Huns.

"You did a good job this time, and I am very satisfied with it. However, there are many tribes in the Huns, and other tribes cannot be spared."

"When Hu Yanbao gets the treasure, he will definitely be unable to help but show off to other tribes Shanyu. After waiting for a few more days, you can go to the people to recruit a group of people and form a few more caravans! Change more cattle, sheep and horses and come back!"

"From the future, the work of plundering wealth from the Huns will be fully handed over to you!"

"Thank you, young master! The villain will live up to the cultivation of your son!" Lin Xiaofeng was extremely excited.

After just walking around, Lin Xiaofeng realized that this was going to the Huns to plunder wealth.

In the future, all these matters will be left to myself? Doesn’t this mean that I have become the right-hand man of Mr. Fusu?

He was sent to the military camp, but he was already desperate and just wanted to live as much as possible.

But I didn't expect that there would be a day when the turn of the circle was going on.

...

For dinner, Fusu was in the kitchen and was too lazy to peel the wooden sticks. Fusu took a few arrows and put two pounds of mutton on the fire and roasted them.

The five-spice, star anise, cinnamon and cumin are all ground into powder and sprinkled on top of these lambs.

As the flames were swallowed, oil sizzled, making Fusu swallow.

"Sure enough, it's very practical if you can access the Internet. Who would have thought that modern cumin was not a condiment in ancient times, but a spice! It belonged to the fennel category!"

While roasting cumin lamb, Fusu also felt secretly in his heart.

Of course, it’s a pity that this kebab does not have chili powder, and the chili is still in the Americas, so don’t count on it in the near future.

"BBQ kebabs, I really miss my former student days. At night, I took a few beautiful classmates to the midnight snack stall to eat skewers, and then drank two bottles of ice beer, and I could take a 70-80-eight-year-old female classmates to a small hotel to open a room!"

"What a pity, such pure years are gone forever!"

"It's a pity that I was poor when I was a student. I could only afford to buy a room. What bad intentions can I have?"

...

"Wow, it smells so good. Is the young master doing something new?" A voice interrupted Fusu's memory.

Needless to say, who else can besides Meng Tian rubbing such a thick face?

Looking at the mutton skewers worn by a few arrows in Fusu's hand, and smelling the aroma of meat mixed with cumin powder and other seasonings, Meng Tian swallowed a long saliva.

After Fusu was almost baked, Meng Tian was not polite, so he picked up an arrow and rubbed a piece of mutton into his mouth.

Boil it!

However, I couldn't bear to spit it out. The meat flavor was mixed with cumin powder and other seasonings in my mouth, so that I could not taste the slightest smell of sheep.

"Sure enough, the young master's skill is still superb. Compared with the young master, other barbecue are simply not something that people can eat!"

Rub the mutton skewers and add two more glasses of iced sour plum juice.

This feeling is so sour!

Moreover, the mutton is skewed together with arrows and eaten? Catch the arrows and skewers?

This way of eating is novel, but it also makes people feel indescribable.

"By the way, young master, the team that went to the Huns to trade this time has returned. They just rely on some glass burned from sand to exchange for many cattle and sheep. As the young master said, this is really a plunder of wealth!" Meng Tian said as he tucked the strings.

"This is just the beginning. If the news of the Great Qin merchants entering the Huns to engage in trade, and if they slowly spread in the Huns, they will bring in more cattle and sheep, and even horses. In the future, there will be thousands or even tens of thousands!" Fusu said.

"That's really, really..."

When Meng Tian thought of tens of thousands of cattle, sheep and even horses being exchanged for some worthless sand, he could not think of an appropriate word for describing it.

I just think that it is so easy to plunder the Huns wolf clan?

"By the way, when it comes to this question, I have something I want to tell you!" Fusu suddenly remembered something.

"Young Master, I always feel a little bit of an ominous premonition..." Meng Tian looked at him vigilantly when he heard Fusu suddenly had something to talk about.

"I like to eat and chat. If you don't want to chat, you can leave?"

Fusu glanced at Meng Tian with a slanted glance.

Still questioning yourself so much while eating cumin lamb skewers that you grilled with yourself?

Is it shameless?

"Young Master, please give me some instructions if you have anything to do!" Meng Tian's face turned right, and he grabbed two skewers of mutton tightly in his hand, looking like he would never let go of it.

"Now, because of the sales of mirrors, reading glasses, myopia glasses, ground frost, nectar and jade liquid are getting bigger and bigger, and wealth is getting more and more. When you go to the Huns and other places to plunder, there will be more and more cattle and sheep. So, I want to choose a suitable place at the foot of this Great Wall and build a market!"

"In this way, in addition to agents for the Wu family, glasses, ground frost, and even cattle and sheep can be sold to ordinary people at a price of 60% or 70% or 70%. In this way, our income will increase, and we can also affordably fall on the head of Qianshou!"

These things that Guizhou people can purchase are all for the low-end market. On the one hand, Guizhou people do not need to buy a large amount of money, and on the other hand, the market demand is also greater.

"Young Master's move is indeed operational! This is what you mean by 'chicken fart', right?" Meng Tian nodded in agreement after hearing what Fusu said.

Although I don’t understand it very much, as long as the young master doesn’t do anything out of order, he will support him unconditionally.

"In addition, a flower blooms alone is not spring, and a hundred flowers bloom all over the garden. Since this trading market has been built, other merchants can be recruited to come here to trade, so that the market can be revitalized!"

"Well, the young master is right!" Meng Tian continued to nod after taking a sip of sour plum soup and taking a sip of mutton skewers.

"In the end, I want to abolish the corvee service system here. The corvee service that builds the Great Wall is ten cents a day!"

"Young Master, this matter must not be done!"

The mutton skewers in Meng Tian's hand fell to the ground and shouted in horror.

I was just thinking that as long as the young master doesn’t do anything out of order, I will support myself unconditionally.

How could I think that when I turned my head, the young master actually threw such a bolt from the blue!?

The young master is crazy!?
Chapter completed!