Chapter 267

"Lady Xiao!" The person who came was someone sent by Gu Zhongtai to Tianshan Village.

"What is it?" Fan Xiaoxiao took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Although it's freezing cold outside, it's especially cold when the snow melts.

But once the boiler was set up, the temperature rose quickly.

"A few people from the northern barbarians of Tianshan have arrived." The man's face lit up with joy: "I heard that some of them came from the heart of the grasslands."

Grassland Center.

This is a rather vague concept, but Fan Xiaoxiao could tell from the expression on his face that most of these people were related to the royal tent.

"Little Black! Come on, let's go back and take a look!" Fan Xiaoxiao immediately threw away the wooden stick she was using for stirring, put on her cloak, and headed towards Tianshan Village.

As the man walked, he explained the situation: "There are more than twenty of them. The younger ones didn't dare to lead them into the village. I'm fast on foot, so I came here first to deliver the message."

"Uh-huh."

Fan Xiaoxiao responded with a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion or reflection).

Boss Gu only has two Snowhawks. For short distances like this, it would be great if we could use a phone, or even just pigeons...

If she goes to refine salt, people in the village will have to run over on foot if anything happens.

This is causing too much trouble.

Is there any way to transmit simple messages like a beacon fire...?

As she pondered this, she headed towards the current and future buyers.

They walked for about two hours.

Only then did they spot the few visitors from the grasslands on a patch of shallow grass.

Because it is located at the border, this place is different from the others. The snow melts quickly, leaving behind some deep green and tenacious grass leaves.

There is also a babbling brook not far away.

The moment Fan Xiaoxiao saw those people, she knew why her own people were so excited.

Of the twenty-odd people, four were in charge.

Three of them were familiar faces; they had sold beef, mutton, and dairy products there before, and had also traded their products for delicious jerky.

But these people have no money.

So Tianshan Village may seem to be thriving, but most of the time it's actually just stockpiling goods.

The silver flowed out with a gurgling sound, but no money came in at all.

But things are different now.

The leader of the Yi tribe was wearing fur clothing, but his exposed inner garments clearly contained luxury items like silk.

The belt also has rather decent hooks.

This was originally used to hang swords in the Central Plains region.

But what they were carrying were daggers and short knives.

He looks like a big spender!

The big spender quickly looked up and spotted Fan Xiaoxiao and the others.

This time, she arrived in full force.

The opposing side had more than twenty people, and she naturally brought along all of them skilled fighters.

Sometimes, the first encounter is all that matters; if you play it safe, things will get much better afterward.

"So you're the female general of Tianshan Village?" The man raised his hand and stroked his mustache, a shrewd glint in his eyes.

Fan Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, her posture perfectly controlled.

She immediately noticed the bag of refined salt in the man's hand and had a pretty good idea of ​​his intentions.

Sure enough, he shook the bag in his hand that wasted precious fabric that he had embroidered.

“Our queen likes this, which is why I came here.”

"I heard it was a free gift when they sold cattle and sheep?"

He was a little troubled: "But now that it's winter, most of the cattle and sheep that can be sold have already been slaughtered. We can only wait until next spring to have more."

"I wonder... if it can be sold separately?"

Seeing his current appearance, Fan Xiaoxiao was overjoyed.

She not only doesn't mind selling them separately, but is even more willing to do so.

Who would have thought that the sugar daddy was actually a rich and beautiful woman from the Northern Barbarians!

Moreover, before she could even come up with a sales pitch, the other party had already said they wanted to buy it.

readily!

"sure!"

However, we still need to be vigilant.

She took a half step forward, her smile very restrained: "I wonder how many your country's queen wishes to buy?"

“If all of them are this fine and white, I’ll take as many as I can.” His face was full of pride: “Our king is one of the three major tribes north of the Tianshan Mountains, and his strength is formidable.”

Three major tribes!

Fan Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up.

That means they must be very rich!

Although it was impossible to sell the salt to the entire northern barbarian region in a short time.

However, refined salt is extracted by ourselves, and raw materials such as salt lake salt mines do not need to be purchased.

It's a highly profitable business.

I don't know how much longer I can stay here, I'll just sell as much as I can!

She turned to Xiao Hei and asked in a low voice, "How much salt have we accumulated in the warehouse these past few days?"

Xiao Hei whispered back, "Twenty-eight bags, ten pounds per bag..."

Two hundred and eighty catties.

Fan Xiaoxiao thought about it for a moment, and realized it wasn't much.

After all, they had only been working by the salt lake for a few days.

Moreover, cleaning the shelter and setting up the cooking pots took some time and effort.

This number doesn't seem like a small amount.

The price is too high, and I'm even more worried that these people can't afford it...

I'm starting to feel conflicted.

Judging from her appearance, the close advisor in the king's tent assumed she didn't have much merchandise and laughed heartily: "General Fan, there's no need to worry. Since I've come with sincerity to buy this snow salt, I will naturally offer a good price."

"Please speak freely."

"Oh?" Fan Xiaoxiao looked up: "How much silver are you planning to pay per pound?"

The man discussed the matter with several herders.

"Three taels of silver per catty!"

The moment the price was announced, Fan Xiaoxiao's heart trembled.

In a chaotic world like the Great Zhou Dynasty, grain prices remained high.

She was bought and sold for a few coins back then.

Three taels of silver could buy almost two hundred catties of grain.

It can be described as an astronomical price.

"How is it?" The man frowned when he saw that Fan Xiaoxiao had no reaction on her face.

"Ordinary salt has a bitter taste and can be bought for 2 qian of silver per jin, but now it's being sold for more than ten times that price."

Fan Xiaoxiao was extremely satisfied, but she still had to take the credit she was owed.

He sighed with a bitter face, "Fine, it's my first time doing business, and this is a distinguished customer introduced by an acquaintance. Three taels it is, I'll sell it!"

"As you know, this salt is fine, requiring higher skills and more effort."

"The number isn't that many."

The man had a knowing smile on his face, and generously reached out to pull out his money pouch: "How much do you have? I'll take it all."

Fan Xiaoxiao raised her hand to make a three, then withdrew one finger: "Not even three hundred jin... only two hundred and eighty jin."

The man's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his bag.

"It weighs over two hundred jin?"

“Yes.” Fan Xiaoxiao studied his expression.

Although shocked, he didn't show much panic on his face.

He immediately had a plan in mind.

She flicked her cloak and took a couple of steps on the grass: "That's right. Two hundred and eighty catties, three taels of silver per catty, that's 840 taels."

Fan Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "This little bit of silver is just a drop in the ocean for such a powerful and noble tribe."

"It's absolutely impossible for me to afford it."

The man's expression shifted; though he was unwilling, he couldn't afford to lose the momentum he had previously boasted about.

“That’s natural.” He smiled. “However, we didn’t bring many animals to carry them this time, so we probably can’t fit them all.”

(End of this chapter)