Habadantel asked someone to lift Barhu down. When the fierce Mongolian warriors retreated quietly, as if they had never appeared.

When Gao Jin returned to the caravan camp, the guys looked at him with a little bit of fear. Mulan went to the pile of fur left by Barhu and checked them one by one. Sure enough, several cooked cowhides were mixed in with bad quality.

The herders around did not disperse, but instead crowded around the stalls, rushing to start a business with the caravan.

The Mongols admired the strong, and Gao Jin defeated Barhu, the champion at the Nadam Conference in a neat way, which naturally made the herdsmen not dare to be petty anymore, and they became much more honest when they traded again.

Mulan asked the guy to pack up the fur and fetch water to clean Gao Jin's body. She looked unpredictable and asked, "Young Master, when did you learn wrestling skills?"

Wrestling was a national skill in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty in the previous dynasty, but when the Ming Dynasty's Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang expelled the Tartars, this wrestling was not as popular as in the previous dynasty. There were not many folk practitioners. Mulan thought about it carefully and seemed that there were no wrestling experts in Shenmu Castle.

"When you are not here, you practice alone." Gao Jin said evasively. The competition with Barhu just now made him realize that many of the technical movements and techniques of wrestling in this era have not yet appeared. With his current physical fitness, it is enough to challenge opponents who are much stronger than his physical condition.

Seeing that Gao Jin was unwilling to say in detail, Mulan didn't care, so she took the basin and left. At this time, Old Chen and Wei Lianhai and the others arrived next to Gao Jin, and they all looked excited.

"Good boy, I didn't embarrass us. I fell so well just now, and I was so majestic."

Wei Lianhai praised that he had just seen that Habadantel and his group were here to support the scene for Barhu. Gao Jin handled it very well. Not only did he kill the majesty of the Mongols, but he did not make things even more troubled.

"Did you see it? This is the Tartars. As long as your fist is bigger than them, they will be honest and honest." Wei Lianhai sighed as he looked at the herders of Aji who quietly began to exchange goods with his friends.

Gao Jin was a little unbearable for his uncles' enthusiasm, especially his uncles and uncles were very fond of his wrestling skills, and even more so that the pose he had just made was called "Raising the fire and burning the sky!" or "The green dragon came out of the water!" and started to quarrel.

After Gao Jin won the competition, the morning transaction became smoother. The caravan brought salt and cotton cloth to two trucks of fur goods, and also collected several good horses.

...

In the sweat tent, Barhu, who woke up, knelt on the ground with a shame, not daring to face the master Wulihan.

Wu Lihan's face looked ugly. He thought Barhu could easily defeat the cavaliers of the Gao family caravan, but he didn't expect to lose to a young boy. Barhu simply lost his face.

Habadantel stood aside, looking at Wulihan with a gloomy face, and after thinking about it, he stood up and pleaded for Barhu, "Prince, I watched the whole competition. Gao Jin is really amazing. I am afraid that after going to the Nadam Conference in Tumot, I can make it to the top five in this competition."

The Tumot tribe is also called the Twelve Etuk Tumot. After Altan Khan's death, the Tumot tribe moved eastward from Hetao. With the marriage with Urianha and other tribes, it became more and more powerful. Now the Tumot tribes have no less than 100,000. The Nadam Conference of the Tumot tribe is naturally huge in scale and can be called the number one in Mongolian tribes.

"Is this kid really so powerful?" Ulihan didn't expect Habadantel to be so arrogant, but he knew that Habadantel had been traveling in the Tumot tribe for a while when he was young, so he shouldn't have deceived him.

"Prince, I will definitely be able to give me another chance..." When Barhu heard Habadantel relieve him, he didn't appreciate it, but instead said loudly. In his opinion, he lost to Gao Jin because he underestimated the enemy and was defeated by Gao Jin's surprise attack.

"Is it enough? Do you think it's not embarrassing enough?" Ulihan cursed. Barhukong had brute force, but was just a brainless reckless man. He was far less refined than Habadantel. He naturally believed Habadantel's judgment.

Thinking of suppressing the Gao family caravan, Wu Lihan frowned, but now that things have come to this point, it is useless to regret it. He looked at Habadantel and said, "Send someone to continue staring at the caravan."

Aji's troops are now crippled. Although Wu Lihan has ambitions, he also needs troops, horses, food and grass to make a comeback. However, he is in the hands of Maoshui, and there are not many caravans coming and going. Only the Gao family caravan has the opportunity to get iron tools. However, Wu Lihan is reluctant to give up gold and silver, so he thought of knocking on the Gao family caravan and then looking for an opportunity to force the caravan to submit.

Habadantel stood up and left. Wulihan's thoughts were clear about his master Su De, so he often said that he was forgetting his righteousness when he saw small profits and cherishing his life when he did big things. Now that the tribe is in decline, it is all thanks to this old thief.

...

It was almost noon on the day, and a big pot was boiling in the caravan camp. The morning's transactions were rewarded with great harvest. Wei Lianhai, the caravan's butler, killed the leader, so that the caravan could eat fresh meat.

The whole sheep was peeled and bleeded, cleaned up, the meat and internal organs were cut into pieces, thrown into a large pot, and stewed. There was no spice or anything, and there was a smell of sheep floating in the entire camp, but Gao Jin could still see the smile on everyone's face. The few flinched slaves stared at the big pot with their eyes, and saliva almost dripping down.

"Young Master, can we eat too?"

Beside Gao Jin, the monkey swallowed in his throat, looking eager. After Li San and Wuyan followed Gao Jin, they called Gao Jin to call him Young Master. Although Gao Jin didn't like this title, the three of them were unwilling to change their words, so they called him like this.

"You are my followers, and you have worked diligently these days, so you can eat in one bite." Gao Jin replied. Ma Monkey and the others worked very well in the past two days, and they did not cheat, which gave him more trust.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Did you rarely eat meat before? Is this horse thief's business so hard?"

"Young Master, you don't know that those thieves are all bastard beasts. The brothers below are fighting to the death, and in the end they can't even eat meat."

Ma Monkey is a chatterbox. When Gao Jin asked, he immediately said that there were also different levels of horse thieves. For example, Li San and Wu Yan, who were the last one among horse thieves because they couldn't survive, were always regarded as cannon fodder and robbed property and livestock. Not only did they not have much money, they could kill sheep and cattle, or even meat.

"In the past, the thief liked to hear people learn to bark by dogs. Whoever barks well will give the remaining bones to whom. In that way, people snatch their heads and learn to bark by dogs."

Listening to Mahouzi talking about his life in the horse thief gang, Li San and Wu Yan were silent, obviously they were all memories that were unbearable to look back on.

"Work hard and abide by the rules, and you will have food to eat." Gao Jin stood up, and saw his father Gao Chong's figure, and then greeted him after giving an order.

On the side of the van, Gao Chong listened to Gao Jin's previous wrestling competition with Barhu, and sneered on his face, "Wulihan has a good plan. He wants to use our caravan as a raft, but he doesn't want to think about whether he has this ability?"

"Dad, where did you go in the morning?" Gao Jin asked when he thought of his father who had not seen him all morning. He felt vaguely that his father was probably sent away by Su De.

"Su De asked me to go to the salt cave. It seems that he knew what Wu Lihan wanted to do for a long time." Gao Chong's face turned colder. Fortunately, Gao Jin won the competition with Barhu, otherwise the caravan would be passive, and Wu Lihan would have to be controlled by him. At that time, he would have to turn to Su De.

"Dad, Su De is too scheming, so we should be on guard against him."

"Of course, you have to be careful of him." Gao Chong patted Gao Jin's shoulder and then smiled, "I didn't expect that Xiao Jin, you will fall well, and we will make more investments in the future."

"What does this mean by multiple inputs?"

Looking at Gao Jin's face was confused, Gao Chong called Gao Jin and sat beside him, "Ajibu's small tribe is very poor. When you arrive at those big tribes, you will know how lively their Nadamus will be."

"Erlang, you don't know, you Ada..." Old Chen came over at some time. He talked about himself and Gao Chong's previous participation in the Nadam Conference of the Mongolians, and also took the "head cloth helmet" for riding horses and shooting.

"The Tartars have always regarded us Ming people as cunning people. When doing business, they always suspect that we will take advantage of them. But if you can become famous in the Damu Conference, those Tartars will recognize you as warriors and will be less trouble."

"This is especially true for the herdsmen and people. They are born to worship the strong. At the Nadam Conference, the Tartars will compete for horse riding, archery and wrestling, especially wrestling is the most important. The rewards of those large tribes are particularly heavy. If you can come back with a cloth helmet, the reward will be enough for our caravan to come out for a trip."

Gao Chong didn't care about how Gao Jin practiced good wrestling skills. This was his son's ability, but since he had such skills, he should use it. The Mongolians valued the reputation of bravery. If Gao Jin could show his talents at the Nadam Conference of several large tribes, it would be a good thing for the caravan.

"Let's go, eat meat." Gao Chong stood up. Gao Jin's outstanding performance made him feel very proud. You must know that even if he fell, he would not dare to easily fight with the Mongolian warriors.

Seeing Gao Jin and his son coming over, Wei Lianhai took out a lamb leg from the pot, looked around and said, "I'll give this lamb leg to Erlang. Are you dissatisfied?"

All around Gao Jin, all the uncles and uncles laughed, and someone shouted directly, "Okay, Lao Wei and Erlang's wrestling skills have been seen. If anyone is dissatisfied, he will defeat Na Barhu first."

"Hold it, this is what you deserve."

Gao Chongchao nodded a little hesitantly. The caravan has its own rules, and those who have made contributions will be rewarded. Gao Jin won Barhu. This is the credit and no one can say anything.

Next, Wei Lianhai naturally divided the meat for everyone, and the guys and slaves only had a small piece, but they were also satisfied.

The lamb legs in the big bowl were filled with the smell of meat. You could still see blood when you cut it with one knife and the stew was very tender. Gao Jin looked at the three monkeys in front of him and cut three large pieces of meat with a knife and put them in their bowls. "Since you follow me, as long as you work hard and I have meat to eat, I will not ask you to drink soup."

The monkey and the other two did not expect Gao Jin to cut the mutton and distribute it to them. They were stunned when they stared at the wooden bowl, but the Adam's apple rolled subconsciously. After a moment, Li San said in a panic:

"Thank you, thank you for the mutton you appreciated!"

"What are you rewarding or not? If you are willing to work hard, you should have meat to eat."
Chapter completed!