Six Hundred and Sixty-Two, Grassland Business

At the border between the northern grassland and the Central Plains, a group of refugees were sitting by the Shenmu River, next to a bonfire.

This place is located on the northern border of the Wang's consortium, bordering on the grasslands, but it's already very sparsely populated, and Wang's troops rarely come here even on patrol.

A group of people gathered around the bonfire to keep warm. The clothes they were wearing obviously had a lot of patches and were not washed often. They also carried homemade guns in their arms. They looked like horse bandits who had been wandering in the wilderness all year round.

A middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said: "Brother, do you think they will come? The date agreed before has already passed."

"I don't know." A sturdy middle-aged man rubbed his hands together: "Who knows what's going on on the grassland? I heard it's quite chaotic over there. Some small tribes were wiped out as soon as they said they were wiped out."

"Then shall we continue to wait? We have been waiting for two days," said the middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, cursing, "If the goods they bring are not as good as they say, we will be wasting our trip."

"Wang Ergou, let me ask you, can you calm down for a while, I have been listening to you nagging here for the past two days, if you don't want to wait, go back by yourself," a man spat on the ground after speaking.

The leader of the horse bandit stopped talking. The reason why he waited here for two days was not because he had integrity or anything, but because the family was about to be in trouble...

They live on the road from the Central Plains to the Northwest, but the commercial road between the Northwest and the Central Plains has been cut off for many years. The horse bandits who were so good in those days now have to farm their own land every day, which is too cheap.

Although I heard that the trade route will be reopened, isn't it still open? They encountered several caravans before and wanted to rob them, but now the caravans that can travel to the Northwest and the Central Plains are all big merchants, and their weapons are much better than theirs.

Moreover, he is also a smart person. Who is this person who opened up the business route? But fortress 178!

This Fort 178 is different from the consortium. They will not open their eyes to plunder caravans in the future, and the group of killers in Fort 178 will probably send troops to crush them regardless.

The leader of the horse bandit thought to himself, since being a horse bandit is risky, can he take advantage of this wind and do some business?

But what kind of business can I do, and I have no goods in hand...

So, some time ago, a herdsman came from the north on horseback and said that he wanted to do business with them. The leader of the horse bandit named Su Lei was immediately tempted.

The herdsman rode a very tall horse and said that they had a lot of furs from prey on the grassland, as well as beef and mutton that could be traded.

These things, whether in the Northwest or the Central Plains, are scarce!

Especially the fur, which is one of the favorite things of the nobles in the barrier. It is the same as game, if you can wear a beautiful fur from the wilderness, then you will be the most dazzling existence at the dinner party.

Of course, Su Lei heard this from others, and he has never seen it with his own eyes.

But in Zong's barrier market town, it is true that there are grocery store owners who buy fur all the year round.

No, those barriers now belong to Fort 178.

The Shenmu River is very shallow, and because of the cold weather, it has all frozen into ice.

Why do nomads always choose to go south in winter? There may also be part of the reason why rivers can pass.

While Su Lei, the leader of the horse bandits, suddenly heard the faint sound of horseshoes in the distance, he looked up and saw a group of people walking from the frozen river.

The leader is a teenager.

Su Lei stood up: "I'm Su Lei, you are late."

The young man on the horseback smiled and said, "Good things always come late. The furs we brought, there are a lot of furs, and they look very good. Have you brought what we want?"

At this moment, Su Lei thought of a very strange thing again. According to his thinking, what the nomads in the north want to trade should be salt or weapons, but the other party was very strange, and asked for tea, Chinese cabbage, coriander, Onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, pepper and other seasonings...

Of course, antibiotics and some ironware are also needed, but ironware also needs pots and pans, not knives and swords...

Su Lei said: "Our goods are stored a few kilometers away. We need to confirm your sincerity before we can take you to pick them up."

Dozens of people behind Su Lei looked at the boy silently, and there were hundreds of light and strong men behind him. These people rode tall horses and followed closely behind the boy.

The boy smiled after hearing Su Lei's words, "Send someone over to inspect the goods."

Su Lei winked at the middle-aged man with the sharp-billed monkey cheeks, and the man flinched back.

On the contrary, the man who had reprimanded the middle-aged man took the initiative to walk towards the herdsman.

The young man looked at the man and said approvingly: "You are quite courageous, what's your name?"

Su Lei suddenly felt that this young man had the self-confidence of a superior, and the man didn't mind, so he replied in a muffled voice, "Cui Qiang!"

As he said that, the man had already walked among the herdsmen, and he was surprised to see that all these people carried piles of fur on their horses.

Cui Qiang stretched out his hand to rummage through it. Even the best hunters in the Central Plains could not achieve the level of preservation of these furs. There are no bullet holes, only two small holes like tooth marks, as if they were bitten to death by wolves.

If the fur here is sold to the Northwest or the Central Plains, it will make a fortune.

It is best to sell it to the Central Plains, where people are richer!

Cui Qiang checked for half an hour before finally finishing it. He turned around and shouted to Su Lei: "No problem."

Su Lei took a deep breath and said to the boy, "Come with me, I'll take you to the place where the goods are stored, vegetables, ironware, medicines, we have everything we have."

The young man laughed happily: "When I saw that there were no goods around you, I thought you were going to be empty-handed wolves. Since you sincerely want to trade with our tribe, then you have made a very correct decision."

Between the words, Su Lei found that the boy on the other side didn't seem to be afraid of their earthen guns, but this group of herdsmen obviously didn't bring any hot weapons, so why are they so confident?

You know, no matter how cheap a gun is, it is still a gun.

While leading the way, Su Lei asked in confusion, "Why don't you buy weapons or something, why do you buy so many daily necessities?"

The boy smiled and said, "It's as if I want a weapon, and you can get it for me."

There was some irony in the words, but Su Lei really couldn't refute, if he could get better weapons, they wouldn't have to run around with earthen guns.

The young man glanced at Su Lei and said with a smile: "Don't mind, I'm just stating some facts. After this transaction is completed, you will gradually become rich. At that time, it will not be too late for us to trade other commodities."

Su Lei was stunned for a moment, he found that this young man wanted to cooperate for a long time in the future.

The other party doesn't buy a gun now because the other party sees it very clearly: Su Lei and the others can't get it either.

But if you can't get it now, it doesn't mean you won't be able to get it in the future.