Chapter One Thousand and Forty-Nine Real gold in exchange for a big horse! The simple leader Zuvalo...
"Ah? Buddha's blessing! Leader of the Deer Department, do you want all three horses? Do you want to use this bronze talisman in exchange for me?... That won't work. I will give you two horses at most. I don't even need to take anything from you, but you have to
Keep the biggest one...wait! This feel, this weight?!..."
The snow was up to the calves, and the cold wind froze the rivers and seas. The two teams of men and horses held stone spears, copper axes and iron knives from different eras, and wore different styles of leather armor, copper cloth armor and iron wood armor, as if they had spanned thousands of years.
History, they met at the camp on the far north coast. At this moment, they were nervously confronting each other and waiting for the outcome of the negotiations between the leaders.
Faced with Zuwaro's request to change horses, the ship's leader, Murakami Jidong, had a stern face and shook his head firmly. The Jurchen horse was to be handed over to the family leader, Nobuguang Gong. If it was asked for by this group of Shikabe who appeared out of nowhere,
How could he explain it to the head of the family?... He held the golden "Bronze Talisman" in his hand and was about to hand it back to Zuvaro, but suddenly he was startled!
"No! No! This feel, this weight?... Such a small piece actually weighs a pound?... How can the copper one be so heavy?! Could it be that this piece of cake is..."
Murakami raised his head and saw Zuwaro smiling with a "simple" look on his face. He lowered his head again and looked at the front of the amulet. The strange carvings of the sun and birds, as well as the back of the amulet, were very familiar.
Very abstract tribal runes. He blinked his eyes and looked at these crooked marks that seemed to be scratched by random hands. An unbelievable thought came to his mind, making him tremble all over in an instant!
"No...Buddha witnessed it! It's impossible, right? How is it possible..."
Murakami Jidong raised the golden amulet tremblingly. He hesitated for a moment, glanced at the "simple" Shikabe leader, and bit the amulet hard with his teeth. Then, he lowered his head and looked at the obvious sign on the surface of the amulet.
The teeth marks were revealed, the pupils shrank suddenly, the eyes suddenly widened, and even the voice stuttered!
"Merciful Buddha!...Watanabe-kun...you...help me...see...is this...gold? Pure gold?!..."
"Um?"
Watanabe Masumi, the monk soldier, pursed his lips and took the amulet calmly. He first looked at the tooth mark made by Murakami Jitong, and then looked at the golden yellow with red color of the amulet. Suspense suddenly flashed in his eyes. Then, he
He reached out and groped in his arms, and after searching for a while, he took out a small touchstone and scratched the surface of the touchstone with the amulet.
This touchstone was polished from black flint, hard and delicate. Following the advice of the great businessman Morino Kiyoshi, he specially brought one to the Northland, but it has not been put to use until now.
"Blessed by Hachiman Bodhisattva! Seven greens, eight yellows, nine purples, ten reds... This scratch is a golden color that is more purple than red? Is it ninety percent gold? This is ninety percent pure red gold!"
Seeing the color of the scratches, Watanabe Masumi's fingers trembled and he almost lost his grip on the gold cake. He quickly held the gold cake and weighed the weight of more than a pound. His face suddenly changed and his eyes were somewhat moved.
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A pound of 160 to 90 percent red gold is of much better quality than 60 to 70 percent of placer gold. In a merchant house in Kyoto, it can be exchanged for 80 guan of copper coins! And according to the price of rice in Kinki, which is 0.7 guan per stone,
This golden talisman half the size of a palm is 114 stones of rice!
Of course, Masumi Watanabe was born into a direct descendant of the samurai family. Only a pound of gold could not make him shocked. But when he looked across the way and saw such a golden talisman hanging on the necks of those bronze-armored warriors...
"Buddha! Murakami-kun! Look, these Shika warriors have a golden talisman on their necks!!"
"What?! This...this...is impossible! Absolutely impossible!...How is it possible? How can there be so many!...Is it really possible? Those are really...all gold talismans?..."
The cold wind was blowing, but Murakami Jitong didn't feel cold at all, and even felt a little hot. He looked at the golden light on these deer, his pupils shrank and dilated, and his heart was beating "thump, thump". In just a few breaths,
Here, countless complex emotions flashed through his eyes! From disbelief, to a bit of self-denial doubt, to heartfelt expectations, and finally to greed flashing in his eyes...
Two steps away, exploration captain Zuvarro squinted his eyes and watched the expressions of the two big men on the boat change, as if he were watching the most wonderful sacrifice performance! Facing the golden amulet, the performance of these two people was so great.
The look of longing was completely different from that of the mountain leaders, just like what His Majesty predicted!... He was sure in his heart, the smile on his face became brighter, and with some deep thoughts, he said "simple" again.
"Witness the Lord God! Leader of the big ship, I want to exchange all of your horses, three big horses!...What? Isn't this piece of gold cake enough?...Shi Jian, give me your talisman too!..."
The warrior captain Shi Jian took a step forward and walked to Zuvalo's side. Zuvalo gave a few instructions in a low voice. Shi Jian's expression changed slightly and he nodded gently. Then, he also took off the gold amulet around his neck.
, handed it to Watanabe Masumi next to him.
"...Bodhisattva! This piece is also 90% red gold!..."
Watanabe Masumi, a monk soldier, scratched twice more with the touchstone and couldn't help but let out a moan from his throat. He gritted his teeth and handed the second amulet into Murakami Kidomi's hand. The other person's palm trembled and he obviously swallowed.
saliva.
"Two pounds of red gold...160 strings..."
"Haha! God bless you! What? For the leader of the big ship, aren't two pieces enough?... Well... What you meant by your gesture is, two pieces of gold cake, in exchange for a horse?..."
Zuvalo blinked and showed a simple smile. He first pointed to the two kilograms of gold cakes in Murakami Jitong's hand, and then pointed to the Yakut snow horse next to him, making a gesture of exchange. Murakami
Ji Tong was stunned, thought for a while, and nodded vigorously.
"Buddha bless you! Bodhisattva appears!...This business is good and can be done!..."
In the late period of the Muromachi shogunate, the currency value was more complicated. According to different regions, there were different gold, silver, and copper exchange ratios. But generally speaking, one tael of gold = 50 匁 (money) silver = 4,000 bon (4 kuen)
Copper coins. The price of a domestic horse, even in Kyoto, where the horse price is the highest, is only 2-7 taels of gold. In Ezo land, where there is no shortage of horses but gold, the price is half. And according to the Tokugawa
According to early records of the shogunate, even the best southern horses officially purchased by the shogunate were priced at eighty taels of "Keichang Jin Xiaoban" after heavy kickbacks, and they were also called "high-priced eight-yen".
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! As for this snow horse, which is taller than the local horses, if it is sold by the Uyizaki family to the big businessman Morino Kiyoshi, at most, 7-8 gold will be enough.
And the stupid deer leader in front of him was willing to pay two catties and 32 taels of gold in exchange for it, so he could certainly exchange it! What's more, according to his original idea, he wanted to give this horse as a bribe gift to this person.
The fierce and powerful deer leader led a group of tribal warriors...
"Okay! The Lord God has witnessed it! Then hand over the gold with one hand and the horse with the other!..."
The exploration captain Zuvalo smiled and nodded, and asked the kingdom warrior next to him to take the first snow horse and take it far to the back of the warrior team. Then he took out two more gold cakes and pointed to the second snow horse.
Land horse.
Murakami Jidong pursed his lips and shook his head, which was filled with gold. He tried hard to restrain the greed in his heart and try to maintain the samurai's sanity. But after rational weighing, he still did not refuse Zuvarro's offer.
demanded, nodding again.
"Sukeichiro, bring the second snow horse over!"
The horse breeder, Sukeichiro, looked confused and pulled the second horse over. After he saw clearly the four gold cakes in Murakami Kidomi's hand, his eyes also changed instantly, and his throat also rumbled.
"Maitreya Buddha! Murakami, this is... is this real gold?..."
"Well, the Buddha bless the Uyizaki family! Suichiro, don't talk... I'm trading with this stupid leader, give him the horse!"
"Huh? He is...a person who specializes in raising horses?...These horses need to be taken care of by people who know how to raise horses? Yes! Yamabe raises deer and dogs, and there will also be dedicated reindeer and dog trainers.
...And Mu Dog told me that horses are particularly difficult to raise and can die easily..."
Zuvarro's eyes flashed, thoughts in his mind were changing, and some original thoughts became stronger and completely dominated. He smiled calmly, looked at Kaisuke Ichiro up and down, and secretly remembered it in his heart. While waiting for the Kingdom
After the warrior moved the second horse, he casually took out two pieces of golden cakes as if he were taking out a lot of copper coins!
"Witness the Lord God! The leader of the big ship, my friend!... These two pieces are for you! Give me the third big horse too!"
This time, the captain of the ship, Murakami Jitong, gritted his teeth and did not agree. He stared at the gold cake in Zuwaro's hand, licked his lips, and shook his head vigorously while maintaining his last sense of reason.
"No! Leader of the Deer Tribe, friend... This cannot be exchanged. This is a mount for the head of the family... This cannot be exchanged... Besides, the price of a Jurchen horse is more than two gold cakes!..."
"Huh? Not changing? Not enough? Not big enough?...Oh! You mean, the gold cakes are not enough, the biggest horse needs more?...Haha! Don't worry! We have plenty of gold cakes in our hands!...
"
Exploration captain Zuvaro blinked his eyes and showed a simple smile. He didn't understand Murakami Jitong's words, but he roughly understood what he meant. Then, with a simple and honest look on his face, he waved his big hand boldly and turned to face the stone.
Jian said.
"Praise the Lord God! Shi Jian, go to the warriors of the kingdom! Take off the golden amulets from their necks one by one and bring them to me!..."
Then, Zuvalo's smile remained unchanged, and there was no special expression on his face, but his voice was slightly lower and he gave instructions calmly.
"Witness the Lord God! Please remind every warrior to be...prepared...after I get all three horses in my hands and bring them over intact..."
