"In addition to these two countries, there are still places such as South Korea and Zhao that are relatively close to each other. The people's lives are not well-off, so it is difficult for them to buy my goods at high prices. The profits are not enough, and there is no need to go there."
"So, I took the risk and chose Northern Qin."
"I originally thought that Northern Qin was the farthest and had the least maritime trade. If we could successfully open up this trade route, we might be able to find a new market. Even if we can't sell things, we could gain some knowledge..."
"I never expected that after finally trudging thousands of miles to Northern Qin, before I even had time to enter the capital, I would be robbed by bandits! I almost lost my life!"
Meng Wenhao said frustratedly, his face full of bitterness and sadness.
Xiao Lingyue saw that what he said had a beginning and an end, and there was no problem with the logic.
I believed it 70% to 80% in my heart.
"Did you bring a caravan to Northern Qin? Or are you alone?" She asked again.
"I only brought a small caravan, not many people, only about 20 people, and three cars of goods. I originally planned to test the water first, but I didn't expect..." Meng Wenhao lowered his head gloomily.
Xiao Lingyue felt relieved.
Probably because the caravan he led was not large in size, he happened to be bumped into by bandits when he was passing through Hulang Mountain on his way to the capital.
So it was easily robbed.
The telescope also became a trophy in the bandit camp.
Xiao Lingyue's previous doubts were explained. Looking at Meng Wenhao's sad look, she did not ask him where the other people in the caravan were.
Because the answer is obvious.
If there were others alive in the caravan, Meng Wenhao, as the young leader of the caravan, would not be alone now.
It can be seen that the others were either killed by bandits or lost in the chaos.
Xiao Lingyue felt that the former was more likely.
Meng Wenhao himself did not know martial arts and was young and weak. Perhaps because he was just starting out, he had not yet developed the tact and shrewdness of an established businessman, but he still had some gentle kindness.
This can be seen from the fact that he risked his life to save the little boy and did not give up on the child even when he was buried under a falling rock.
Thoughts flashed through Xiao Lingyue's mind quickly, and her fingers tapped lightly on the dagger.
She made a decision in her mind.
"Miss Shen, do you have any medicine for injuries? This child is seriously injured. If you don't use medicine, I'm afraid..." Meng Wenhao said bravely and glanced at the unconscious Zhan Beihan again.
, looking a little embarrassed.
Zhan Beihan's injuries looked much more serious than the little boy in his arms.
Even if Xiao Lingyue had the medicine, she might not be willing to lend it to him.
"I have medicine, and I can lend it to you," Xiao Lingyue said.
"Really? Thank you so much..." Meng Wenhao's eyes lit up and he hurriedly thanked you.
"Don't thank me in a hurry." Xiao Lingyue shook her head and said, "The wound must be cleaned before applying medicine, otherwise it will easily cause ulceration. We need clean water."
Meng Wenhao was dumbfounded: "Where can I find this?"
"When you were mining in the mines, did you know where the bandits usually rested?" Xiao Lingyue asked, "There might be something in the place where they rested."
Meng Wenhao's eyes lit up: "I know, I'll go look for it right now!"
He carefully placed the boy in his arms on the ground, asked Xiao Lingyue to help take care of it, then turned around and ran away.
The thin figure quickly disappeared into the night. Popular ""