A caravan with more than 300 people, carrying more than 300 horses and two hundred carriages, was moving on the blue grassland. It was when the weather was hot and the grass was lush, and the grass on the grassland was thick and the waist was deep, and a rich smell of grass juice came to the nose. You can imagine how fat and strong those cattle, sheep and horses would become after eating such grass.
Since the demise of the Mongol Empire, the remaining Khanates attacked and fought against each other. The Khanates far away in Russia and Europe seemed to have forgotten the distant East, and the brothers of the same clan left by their ancestors, and did not send troops and horses to help the same clans on the grassland. Their interest lies in annexation of each other and robbing the great title of Khan that day.
It is precisely because the Khanate had no time to take care of the affairs in the east, and the Mongolians who retreated from the Central Plains to the grassland were beaten by the Yan Prince's Mansion for thirty years, lost their city and land, and many daily necessities had to be imported by caravans, so caravans of this size were still very safe on the grassland. The army of the Ming Dynasty would not move their own caravans, and the Mongolians did not dare to plunder them. At most, they would just take a tax on the bus when transiting. They were also afraid that if they plundered the caravans and there would be no caravans to go north in the future, they would probably not even find salt.
Obviously, if the Khanate in the west could help Chimenger and others send troops to attack Juyongguan at this moment, then the fate of these caravans could be imagined. Because the Mongolian cavalry would definitely yell at that time: "Snatch all these caravans, if they don't come again, then break their level and return to the Central Plains."
Just like when the Ming Dynasty was first established, the Mongolian army still plundered the caravans passing by indifferently, because they always thought they could fight back to the Central Plains at any time, so they did not value the role of the caravans. In the end, when they found that they had a dream of returning to the Central Plains and rebuilding the Yuan Dynasty was a bit slim, and they had no inventory of tea, salt, cloth, etc., they finally began to pay attention to the safety of the caravans.
The caravans in the south are now very popular on the prairie. A tea brick can be exchanged for two pack horses or a war horse, while the cost of a tea brick is simply negligible, so you can imagine how profits are. Of course, such caravans are often smuggled in the governments of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty still managed the exit of some items very rigorously.
Li Feng and the others naturally had no such concerns. The horses were carrying solid cotton cloth, and the carriage was filled with snow-white salt just brought from the salt field in Bohai Bay, with good tea bricks that emitted a strong aroma, and some were luxurious daily necessities, which were prepared for the nobles in the Mongolian tribe.
The army led by Chi Menger was fighting with the army of the Yan Prince's Mansion to death, but these caravans with a strong smuggling smell were still coming and going in and out in Juyong Pass. The Ming Dynasty needed wool, felt, cattle, sheep, horses, etc., while the herdsmen on the grassland needed a lot of daily necessities, which could not be isolated.
Suddenly, smoke and dust covered the sky, and a team of cavalry with at least 10,000 people rushed over from the caravan. A team of 100 people approached the caravan very carefully and checked the caravan's caravan slightly. After finding that it was indeed daily necessities transported, the centurion pulled a tea brick and threw it into his bag, and then roared and took his subordinates away. You could vaguely hear words such as, "This time, you must let the southern barbarians in Juyongguan see how powerful we are."
Li Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile. If 10,000 Mongolian cavalry were on the plain, they could easily conflict with the Central Plains army of 20,000 or even 340,000. However, facing a checkpoint like Juyong Pass, it would be useless for the Mongolian cavalry to use 100,000 people. In the past, there were artillery cannons that could be used, but now, the Mongolian cavalry who were driven out of the Central Plains would not be able to find a local cannon, and it was just a joke to attack the city with its flesh and blood.
"Hmph, it's just a decisive attitude. It seems that the Mongolian Tartars are also afraid that we will learn the news and destroy their reconciliation plan." Ren Tianhu, who was sitting next to Li Feng, sneered. This time, the Nether Palace sent out one hundred extremely elite masters led by Ren Tianhu, and the remaining two hundred were sent by Cangfeng Castle and young masters who worked in Juyongguan. Each of them was extremely strong and young people who dared to kill and fight.
Li Feng yawned and shook his head and asked, "I know why they suddenly remembered to get back together again? And it was strange that the Oirat and the Tatars were still fighting each other, but the Golden Horde promised to unite with the Oirat tribe. Could it be that the princess of the Chimenger and his clan were really a fairy? The Khan of the Golden Horde was fascinated by the confusion. Did they send troops from thousands of miles to help with the war?"
Ren Tianhu looked at Li Feng's eyes that were blackened because he had not had a good rest for several days, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Mr. Li, you are such a strange thing. You are all innate masters, why are you still so sleepy?... As far as I know, if it were just the princess of Chi Menger and others, it would probably not have moved the Golden Horde. Hehe, it is said that the Golden Horde has a great territory further north, and the beauties there are all blonde hair and blue eyes, with white skin like milk, and are so coquettish that they are so coquettish. What are the beauty?"
Hehehe, he was so dark that he smiled lewdly for a while. Ren Tianhu narrowed his eyes and said, "The most important thing is probably the legendary Genghis Khan's sword and golden seal... Well, after all, the Mongolian Tartars who withdrew from the Central Plains were the most orthodox heirs of the Yuan Dynasty. The Golden Horde was just descendants of some princes or generals. In terms of status, they were not qualified to be the Tian Khan... But if the Khan of the Golden Horde could get the sword and golden seal, there would be sufficient reason to order some other Mongolian Khan."
Li Feng was fascinated by his own eyes: "Damn, I thought the Central Plains were already scary, but I didn't expect there was such a big place outside the Central Plains. When Chang Tie sent us out, he also mentioned to me that after the Yuan Dynasty was destroyed, they split into dozens of khanate countries. It seems that this is the case... Damn, is the Golden Horde very strong?"
Ren Tianhu has been in Yanjing City for so long, but has been exposed to a lot of things, especially since his father is the palace lord of the Nether Palace, and he is much more clear about the general trend of the world than Li Feng. He nodded and said, "No, although the territory of the Golden Horde has also lost a lot of money due to the rebellion of the local people, it is said that there are hundreds of thousands of troops under his command, but he has been fighting with Persia and other countries on the western continent, so he is too lazy to pay attention to the Central Plains."
With a sneer, Ren Tianhu smiled gloatingly: "Besides, the first Khan of their Golden Horde was the one who failed to compete for the throne with the second emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. Now his descendants have the opportunity to inherit Genghis Khan's reputation legitimately, and are still unmoved?... The sword and the golden seal are serious things to be exchanged. As for the princess, it is just an attachment to contact with the relationship."
Li Feng touched the dark fibrous roots growing on his chin and showed a strange smile. He lay on the carpet on his back and smiled strangely: "Brother Ren, why not steal the treasure sword and the golden seal. You can break the princess' body, so that we will be a big deal, huh?"
Ren Tianhu also smiled lewdly: "I think so, but...hehe, it's more difficult to break their princess in the Mongolians' nest. Chi Meng'er is a master, and his master, and that old monster Baba, I'm afraid we won't be able to do our best this time."
Li Feng said quietly: "It doesn't matter, it's just to do our best and let God do our best. Although the prince is very worried about the reunion of the Mongolian Tartars, he doesn't care too much about it. Otherwise, he will send a few overseas Qi Refiners to help us. Think about it, even if Yuan Meng and the others want to reorganize into a great empire, they will definitely not succeed in fighting for power and power and dispatching troops without three or five years. Three or five years, no, at most three years of effort, or even one year, we can conquer the entire Central Plains."
Ren Tianhu was full of excitement: "So, is the prince just asking us to find out the foundation first? That's an easy thing."
Li Feng closed his eyes: "I'm sleepy, so let's have a sleep first. Brother Ren, although he is trying to find out, the prince also hopes that we can successfully destroy their covenant. Although Chi Menger is very skilled, we can assassinate him secretly, for example, while he goes to the toilet to change clothes, he can kill him with one sword. This is the essence of your Nether Palace, right? Nababa, we send people to lead him out of Ulandui. He is really a god. Can you know if our plan is done?"
Ren Tianhu nodded slowly and agreed with Li Feng's statement. After a while, Li Feng had already snored. Ren Tianhu looked at Li Feng strangely, for some reason why he had entered the innate realm and was still so sleepy.
The caravan slowly advanced, walked out of the Mongolian grassland, and walked into the boundless grassland of Outer Mongolia. The grass here was even more plump, and groups of cattle and sheep were running endlessly in the grassland, revealing an extremely prosperous vitality. The Mongolian herders along the way looked at the caravan excitedly, and used their wool and other items to exchange for salt, tea bricks, etc., and the Cangfeng Castle, which played the caravan merchants, was also the role of the Nether Palace. Soon their caravan added fifty pack horses, full of goods they received.
He opened the curtains and peeked at the lively trading scene. Li Feng laughed with a sneering smile, his eyes full of strange light: "No matter what happens this time, at least we won't lose money."
Ren Tianhu carefully took care of a character mask in his hand and sneered: "Sir Li, don't lift the curtains and watch the fun? Bring this mask with you first. You, Chi Menger, Babaer and others, are all facing each other. Be careful that you will be recognized as soon as you enter the Ulandui. That will be a big fun."
The caravan continued to move forward and gradually penetrated into the depths of the grassland that the army of the Yan Palace had never been to. Only the nomadic Mongolians could live and fight comfortably on this grassland. If the army of the Yan Palace went deeper here, the only thing waiting for them was a path of defeat and no other possibility. It was precisely because the herdsmen here had not been slaughtered by the Yan Palace army that they were more enthusiastic and loved the Central Plains caravan, and many herdsmen took out some strange herbs and other things to trade.
Li Feng, who was wearing a human skin mask, was no longer afraid that others would recognize him. He carried the Qingming Sword on his back. He also squirted into the herdsmen who had traded in a coarse robe and talked to them in a few stuttering words he had just learned. Looking at the women around him who were decorated with livestock blood on their faces, Li Feng felt a very novel feeling in his heart. He felt that the passion for life that had disappeared from his heart for a long time.
He was just struggling numbly now, but when he saw the saliva bargaining prices, fighting for quality, looking for the herdsmen and caravans around him, a hot vitality flowed into Li Feng's heart again. The thick ice in his heart temporarily melted, and all hypocrisy and cunning disappeared without a trace, just looking at these vibrant people with a faint smile.
Ren Tianhu sat pitifully on the shaft of the caravan, watching the caravan was wasting time in this camp of only 500 people. His original intention was not to trade with the herdsmen along the way, but a caravan that did not trade or took a very generous move would definitely arouse the suspicion of the herdsmen. What was waiting for them in front of them must be the cavalry of the Oirat tribe. Therefore, transactions must be done, although Ren Tianhu looked down on these wool and other things he had received from the bottom of his heart.
A quarrel suddenly came, and a Mongolian man shouted in stammering Chinese: "This thing must be a treasure, why don't you want it? How can you not? If you are a man, just order ten kilograms of salt and two tea bricks. Take this treasure."
A young disciple from Cangfeng Castle curled his lips and shouted: "Is this broken stone a treasure? There are too many treasures in the world. Ten kilograms of salt and two tea bricks. Brother, you are too dark. This thing is useless, why should we change it?"
The Mongolian man shouted anxiously: "This must be a treasure. I saw two monsters fighting for this thing, me, I..." The more anxious he became, the less speechless he couldn't speak, and he was so angry that he stamped his feet.
Li Feng walked over and glanced at the two fists-sized green objects that the Mongolian man grabbed in his hand. Yes, it looked like a stone-like oval full of silver stripes, but it was not shining at all, and it was extremely inconspicuous. Li Feng's head was rotating wildly, and finally thought of the name of this thing in the "Jiuzhou Weird Ambition". Resisting the excitement in his heart, Li Feng said in a deep voice: "Brother, everyone is going out to do business, so it's okay to keep a friendship. This stone is indeed not worth ten kilograms of salt and two kilograms of tea bricks, but this brother also looks like a man, half the price, we have made you a friend, okay?"
The Mongolian man thought about it for a while and simply handed over the two stones to Li Feng, nodding: "Anyway, it was picked up for nothing, and it would be replaced. You are a good person, better than other southern barbarians."
Li Feng laughed in his heart. He took the two stones and threw them all into the carriage behind him. He muttered, "Forget it, it's better to keep the feet of the pot." The Mongolian man saw Li Feng's actions and thought that this thing was really a broken stone. He couldn't help but take the salt and tea bricks awkwardly and walked away. The people in the caravan didn't care about Li Feng's strange behavior. Anyway, Li Feng was the head, so they just did it. As for whether it was a loss to exchange for the two stones with salt and tea bricks, they didn't care.
The caravan slowly left the camp, and their team was a little bigger. Li Feng quickly got into the carriage just now, found the two stones that were thrown into the carriage by him, and hugged them in his arms and laughed sinisterly. Ren Tianhu looked at Li Feng strangely and asked, "You seem to be an old turtle who just abducted a girl. What are you laughing at?"
Li Feng held back his crazy smile, he looked at Ren Tianhu, shook his head and said, "I, I mean, I'm really a fucking profiteer. I... five kilograms of salt, one piece of tea brick, I, I changed to two 'Tianshui Soft Crystals', I, I, I'm really fucking, hahaha..." Li Feng's vent pipe was almost blocked by the surging saliva. He coughed a few times, avoiding the pitiful fate of a master being suffocated to death.
Ren Tianhu looked at Li Feng strangely and asked, "Tianshui Rou Crystal?"
Li Feng nodded repeatedly and explained with a smile: "The world's top-notch sword training thing, the sword that is trained with it is extremely yin and soft, extremely powerful. Hehe, I made a lot of money this time. Just as I disliked the power of this Qingming Sword is not as powerful as the tiger roar knife, God fell two treasures. Hehe, as long as I go back and find Lao Zhang to join the Qingming Sword and reforged it, I'm afraid that a treasure that is three points more powerful than the tiger roar."
Ren Tianhu looked full of envy, angry that he was so ignorant.
Li Feng still didn't tell the truth. This Tianshui Soft Crystal is an extremely rare material in the world. It can be used to forge flying swords, magic weapons, protective armor, etc. At the same time, his true purpose is to take it directly. After swallowing the Tianshui Soft Crystal, the connotation of the Tianshui Soft Crystal can increase the speed of true energy refinement by more than ten times, increasing the speed of cultivation by countless times. It is exactly the biggest helper for Li Feng to solve the problem that the true energy crystal in his body cannot be completely turned into misty purple air. Therefore, as soon as this Tianshui Soft Crystal will be swallowed by people who practice Taoism once it is released, it is never heard of.
I think the two monsters that compete for Tianshui Soft Crystal are also monsters, otherwise they would not know this thing. If this treasure is swallowed by monsters, it can greatly increase the connection between the monsters and their inner elixirs, and at the same time greatly increase the toughness of the monsters. For these monsters, they will have a greater chance of survival.
At that moment, Li Feng didn't say anything, and just put the Tianshui Rou Crystal in front of Ren Tianhu. When he was camping at night, Li Feng found a moment that no one noticed, and used his body to wrap a piece of Tianshui Rou Crystal, which turned the stone-like Tianshui Rou Crystal into a crystal clear blue liquid, and slowly absorbed it from his skin.
A green mist swept across Li Feng's body, and the mist and purple air in his body suddenly increased a lot in density, and Li Feng almost jumped up with joy. The mist seemed to be spiritually wrapped around his true essence crystals, and the crystals suddenly made a slight bursting sound, as if they began an extremely rapid decomposition process. Li Feng instantly realized the indefinite shape of the most yin and soft dew, and the ethereal and untraceable nature.
Feeling satisfied that the purple air in the body was constantly thickening, thickening, and thickening again, Li Feng sighed: "Damn, this Qingming Sword is also a first-class weapon in the world, but it is even worse than the Hanque Sword. I'll use Tianshui Soft Crystal to transform it when I go back. At least there are more opportunities to save my life... Well, what should I do with the kitten? Forget it, let him eat half of it, and the remaining half is enough to transform the Qingming Sword ten times."
Li Feng suddenly smiled with his stomach in his arms. Ren Tianhu ran over and asked, "Sir Li, what's wrong?"
Li Feng was so angry that he couldn't breathe. He looked at Ren Tianhu and moaned in a low voice: "The kitten is now in Juyongguan. Those ten thousand Mongolian cavalry are going to Juyongguan to fight wildfires. I was thinking about what those Mongolians would look like when they met a kitten." Thinking that the kitten had not had a comfortable fight for several months, Li Feng couldn't help but pray for the Mongolian cavalry in his heart.
When Ren Tianhu thought of the scene where the kitten he saw that tens of thousands of pounds of bronze lions smashed wildly that day, he couldn't help but whisper: "I'm afraid that Li Hu would kill 10,000 people alone, right? As long as his strength can keep up, there is no big problem to kill 10,000 people. I'm afraid that he will be out of breath, and the Mongols will have a chance to escape." Ren Tianhu really couldn't figure out what's funny about this. When those Mongolian cavalrymen who were Biao Han met a kitten, they were like hens and wolves, and they had no counterattack power.
However, Li Feng suddenly returned to normal. He smiled indifferently and evilly as usual, and fell asleep: "Let's go to bed, I'll have to hurry tomorrow. Then Wulandui, is it almost here?"
Ninthu sat next to the bonfire and nodded, "It's almost here."
Ulandui, a legendary place where the tomb of Genghis Khan is hidden within hundreds of miles nearby, has temples worshiping Genghis Khan and a complex of buildings with rare earth and stone structures on the grasslands. This is the absolute center of politics, military and economics of the Yuan Monwala tribe. With him as the core, hundreds of tribes on the nearby grasslands still maintain their traditional nomadic life, and it seems that they will continue for thousands of years.
The Ulandui has a permanent population of 50,000, most of them are warriors, a small number of them are servants and slaves, and a very small number are shamans, and the smallest group is the royal family of the current Oirat. The migrant population is often around 200,000. Pieces of yurts spread outside the Ulandui and don’t know how far they look like clouds in the sky. Merchants from the south and north, fugitives from the Central Plains, horse thieves and bandits on the grassland, Hu merchants from the West, etc. constitute the main body of the migrant population.
Because until now, Yuan Meng was in a state of war with the Ming Dynasty, and Wulandui was extremely vigilant. Outsiders could only trade in the market in the tent area. The city of Wulandui with a small city wall was absolutely not allowed to enter and exit casually. Especially after the Ming Dynasty army removed several strongholds in the north of Yuan Meng, the vigilance here was extremely vigilant. Teams of Mongolian warriors holding scimitars and walking in the market continuously, as if they could draw their swords to chop people at any time.
Under such conditions, Mongolian merchants naturally had a great advantage. When trading with caravans from other places, they took advantage of themselves and would not give up even a slight benefit. Foreign merchants had to give in to them, otherwise they might be arrested by the Mongolian soldiers in the name of spies. At that time, they would not be able to save their lives.
Li Feng sat on the shaft with interest, watching the caravan slowly entering a huge market. Just next to the market, Li Feng could see the towering white tower in the distance. It is said that it was the temple to worship Genghis Khan. The current royal palace of the Ola royal family is just below the white tower.
As soon as I walked into the market, a mixture of leather, horse milk, feces, urine, and barbecue suddenly came to my face, and Li Feng and Ren Tianhu almost fell from the car. The smell was too pungent and too bad. But looking at the mud half a foot thick below, mixed with broken grass leaves, feces, blood, fur and some unknown objects, and looking at the extremely strange color, Li Feng and the others immediately straightened their bodies on the shaft of the car.
Ren Tianhu moaned: "What a terrible place."
Li Feng carefully put away his thighs, fearing that the beautiful calfskin boots on his feet would touch the thick mud. But thinking that he would go downstairs to walk, Li Feng felt ruthless and stepped on the ground. Suddenly, an extremely wonderful sense of touch came from his feet, and the mud seemed to be jumping. Li Feng only felt his feet numb, and a cold air rushed straight from his toes. Seeing Li Feng getting off the ground so bravely, Ren Tianhu couldn't help crying and looking at the snow-white leather boots under his feet, and walked down with his teeth.
‘Gee’, a terrible moan came from Ren Tianhu’s throat. He closed his eyes and hummed bitterly: “Next time, let my second child come here. Such a place will kill me.”
Li Feng and the others dared not walk around at will. This kind of mud mixed with countless unknown objects really takes great courage to step on. So when Li Feng saw several thick Mongolian men running around in the market barefoot, he immediately raised his thumbs up in admiration: "This kind of man is a good player in the army for suicide squads."
The guide of the caravan was a disciple who often traveled to the Western Regions and the north of Cangfeng Fort. He looked fifty years old, but in fact he was only in his thirties. He brought a few disciples who had been in business with him and found the headmaster of the Mongolians in this market very well, paid a heavy tax and silver, and stuffed a thick red envelope over there. The fat Mongolian supervisor grinned and generously assigned them the best row of tents to the east of the market.
A group of merchants from the northwest had occupied the tent. When they saw Li Feng and his team rushed over, they were extremely surprised. But the market manager shouted and immediately rushed over more than a hundred Mongolian warriors and began to drive them away. The rough and generous men then reacted with anger, cursed a few words in anger, and obediently packed up the stall.
There were fifty tents in this row, enough for six or seven hundred people to live there. Li Feng and the others paid the rent for all the tents and lived there. The manager was happy to save trouble. After collecting the money, he left. Ren Tianhu walked around for a few times and came back with satisfaction and said to Li Feng: "Yes, there are fences around this camp. As long as a few brothers are sent as a whistle, you won't be afraid that someone will come in and steal things."
Li Feng picked up a cup of milk tea, looked up and cursed, "Damn, Boss Ren, do you really think of yourself as a business here? Just steal it, we don't lack this capital. Damn, if you can get things done, are you still worried about not getting silver?" He opened his mouth and blew away a thick layer of white foam on the tea noodles. Li Feng took a sip of milk tea, then immediately spit out, and threw the tea cup into the fire pit in the middle of the tent.
Ren Tianhu smiled, took off the boots on his feet very disgustingly, and then sat opposite Li Feng, smiling: "You still have to learn to drink this thing, damn, otherwise you will know that you don't often walk on the grassland." He picked up a teacup sent by his subordinates from the Nether Palace, Ren Tianhu took a sip of milk tea leisurely, and then immediately changed his words and said: "But there is no need for us to make things difficult for our own taste, right?" He threw the teacup out casually and looked at Li Feng and laughed.
As soon as Li Feng and his team entered, the door began to get lively. Merchants kept coming to ask Li Feng and his team what they were selling and what items they were going to buy. Qiu Lin, a disciple who led the team at the Nether Palace, walked in quickly and asked Ren Tianhu what to do.
Li Feng picked up the fragrant tea made by the disciple of the Nether Palace next to him, and suddenly remembered a false idea of ​​public service: "Maybe, damn, you can still encounter strange things like Tianshui Roujing. This prairie is tens of thousands of miles in a radius. Could it be that there are no rare treasures? This is the core of the entire grassland." Li Feng smiled lightly: "We will not collect those wool and the like, just say that they have already collected enough. You tell them that it is either a good wool carpet or tanned leather, we all want it."
He smiled mysteriously, and Li Feng said leisurely: "Then that is antiques, that is, we are buying these strange goods, rare herbs, antiques, or some strange things that you cannot recognize, you can make a decision to trade them for wealthy merchants in Jiangnan."
When Ren Tianhu thought of Li Feng's Tianshui Roujing, who regarded him as a treasure, he immediately understood Li Feng's thoughts and couldn't help but whisper: "Mr. Li, you are really good at doing things."
Li Feng smiled and said, "Anyway, this capital is not ours. Wouldn't it be better to receive some strange things?" He knew that Ren Tianhu knew his intention and couldn't help but calculate: "It seems that if he really received something good, he would inevitably give this kid some benefits. Who said that the people who do things are his subordinates? Well, you can't let the people from the Nether Palace take the credit for the entire time. The leader of the Cangfeng Castle seems to be Ling Wufeng? Let him take someone to assist the people from the Nether Palace."
The pride of the plan was a joke: "In this way, Cangfeng Castle is embarrassed to share things with me. The strange things they received are naturally mine. The Nether Palace received them, but they are not easy to take them all by themselves. Hehe, I will definitely eat your Nether Palace."
At that moment, Qiu Lin brought a few people out and stood at the gate of their camp and shouted: "Dear brothers and friends, our caravan of Yongsheng Business, the main purpose of this time is not to exchange those wool goods. What our boss wants is rare things. If you have any rare elixirs, you can take them out and exchange them... Look, this is the best tea brick produced in Sichuan, and it can produce oil when boiled." Qiu Lin grabbed a tea brick, split the ten-pound brown block with one hand.
‘Wow’, there was a sound of praise from the merchants outside. They were naturally aware of the goods. At a glance, they could see that the quality of the tea bricks was a hundred times better than the quality of the tea stem bricks brought by those black-hearted caravans. Suddenly, someone rushed to their camp and hurried to search for their goods to see if there was anything that could be called rare and exchanged for tea bricks. Just look at the quality of the tea leaves. Going further north, you can at least exchange 30% of the goods. If you don’t get more, you are really stupid.
Li Feng walked out of the tent and felt strangely touching the beard that had been as long as his fingers on his chin. He then touched the two strokes above his lips that gradually became slender and slender. He felt a very ridiculous feeling in his heart: "Damn, I am a Taoist practitioner, why do you still have a beard? But seeing those old Taoists who have long beards, I guess, well, practicing Taoism can only last for a long time, but the beards still have to grow."
He suddenly sneered: "If I don't grow a beard, wouldn't I become a little plum?"
He didn't look at the messy scene at the gate. He carried his hands behind his back, and the Qingming Sword hid under his wide robe and walked towards the depths of the market. Along the way, he smashed three drunkards with his fists, kicked five prostitutes who were soliciting guests with his feet, and finally scared away more than a dozen gangsters with the Qingming Sword. Of course, he finally used two taels of silver to buy the commander of the Mongolian warriors who came to hear the news. After asking them to eat and drink, Li Feng knew that he had obtained a license to do whatever he wanted in this market.
The mask on his face looked like a middle-aged man with a yellow face, and there was an ugly scar like a centipede on his forehead. Li Feng deliberately twisted his face muscles and made a rude posture to rush around the market. The idle young people among the herdsmen looked like Li Feng and wanted to make trouble. But when they saw Li Feng breaking a stone drum with one kick, they immediately turned into the most obedient little lamb.
Li Feng held a bald young man wearing a lamb fur coat in his right hand and sneered: "Do you understand Chinese? Damn it, it's hot, why are you wearing a fur coat? Well?... Tell the uncle, where is the most lively and informative place here?"
The young man struggled a few times, but found that Li Feng's hand seemed to be cast from iron, and he did not move at all. He remembered the mighty power of Li Feng beating the dozen or so gangsters just now and kicking the stone drum. He couldn't help but feel a little cold. However, the Mongolians' natural aura of defending and honor made him unable to answer Li Feng's words in such a passive situation.
Li Feng kicked him away impatiently and cursed: "Damn it, don't you say it? If you don't say it, I will kill you." The young man was pushed into the mud by Li Feng, and countless dark mud suddenly exploded. Li Feng was so scared that he turned around and ran two feet away.
A merchant from Zhongyuan quickly pulled Li Feng to a fork. Li Feng's body froze slightly. He was already ready to slash out with a palm, but when he saw that the person who pulled him had no malice on his face and no murderous aura on his body, he relaxed his body.
The businessman, who seemed to be in his fifties, walked around for more than a hundred feet, walked around for a few circles before stopping and shook his head. His face, which had countless small cracks rolled up by the wind and frost, was full of a sense of blame. He shook his head and sighed: "Young man, don't be brave and cruel. This is the territory of those Mongolians. It's too late to hide from them. Why are you provoking them?"
Li Feng looked at the old man, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "This is my first time doing business on the grassland, wanting to have some fun. Hehe, also just to see if we can get some strange rumors. Our shopkeeper is particularly interested in some strange goods. If the old man is willing to help guide the path, I will be very grateful."
The old man was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed: "The one who takes goods seriously and replaces those grassroots and tree bark bronze lumps is your caravan, right? Young man, it is not a good way to do a good business without doing anything, and it is not a good way to lose money after taking the capital. But since it was the order of your shopkeeper, what else can we outsiders say? If you want to find out the news, go to the restaurant opened by Aluhan. There are casinos, brothels, and bathhouses to take out and hire killers. As long as you have money, you can do anything in it."
The old man thought about it and warned Li Feng carefully: "But everyone in the Central Plains here knows that you should not bet on prostitutes, otherwise you will definitely lose all your money. Be careful to sell you to the extreme north and become a slave. You must be careful."
Li Feng looked at the old man and felt a faint warmth in his heart. He smiled: "Don't worry, we are all serious people, that is, we occasionally fight and kill. We never do things like prostitutes, gambling, and hire killers... Just as businessmen, I never get involved in those messy things."
The old man smiled: "This is great. If you really want to find out something strange, I will take you there. These days, there are a group of Oroqen on Changbai Mountain selling medicinal materials here. It is said that there are many strange things on Changbai Mountain. We happened to go and listen to the excitement... Oh, look at my memory. The old man's surname is Zhao, Zhao Qian and Sun Li, has a big name called Zhao Fugui, but he has never been rich in his life. What are your names, brother?"
Li Feng glanced at him and smiled and said, "Boy Li...frost maple, frost of frost leaves, maple of maple tree."
The old man nodded and exclaimed: "It turns out that he is from a wealthy family, and his names are so good."
After walking around the road, Zhao Fugui led Li Feng into a two-story building with a large area near the wall of Wulandui. As soon as he entered the door, a smell of alcohol and sweat rushed over. Countless thick and generous men were shouting in the hall on the first floor.
Chapter completed!