Now that Hua Fengyu has said this, she has to reconsider her plans.
Sigh, it's so hard to live a peaceful life!
Mo Lan shook her head, turned and left; she needed some peace and quiet.
"Lan'er, are you going back?" Hua Fengyu looked at the somewhat listless girl, his eyes flickering.
"Mm." Mo Lan left along the stream without looking back.
She wanted to stay away from these good-for-nothing bandits.
After leaving White Tiger Cliff, Mo Lan slowly walked along the mountain path, her mind wandering as she pondered her next steps.
Unbeknownst to her, she had returned to the mountain forest where she had previously ambushed the enemy.
This place has long since returned to its former tranquility!
Mo Lan flicked her pointer, then flipped herself up the tree, reaching the top in a few leaps.
Standing high up, one can see far; from this vantage point, the territory of Qinglong Village is laid out before one's eyes.
Looking towards Yejun in the distance, and then at Qinglongzhai at our feet, if we could cross the Qinglin Mountains, we would reach the borderlands.
I've heard that the area beyond the Great Wall is sparsely populated and has harsh living conditions. Many scattered tribes live a nomadic life and don't have fixed homes. Therefore, their needs for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation are very high.
Merchants from within the Great Wall discovered this, which is why they risked going beyond the Great Wall to do business and make a profit.
It was for this reason that the imperial court established a barter exchange in Ye County, opening a passage to the border for merchants traveling from the north and south.
Of course, in order to pass through the checkpoint, you must pay a toll.
This fee is not charged per trip, but rather based on the quantity of goods.
When doing business in the border regions, bartering was the norm, and silver was rarely used for transactions.
However, the imperial court stipulated that taxes must be paid regardless of whether goods are being exported or imported.
Heavy taxes reduced profits, leaving merchants with no choice but to take shortcuts.
Crossing the Qinglin Mountains was their first choice and the fastest route.
It is said that fortune favors the bold, and high risk brings high reward. All you need to do is establish relationships with the villages along the way.
The Qinglin Mountains are the border between the interior and exterior of the pass, and there are many mountain strongholds of all sizes. If caravans want to pass smoothly, they must pay homage to each stronghold and obtain a pass.
The method to obtain the pass is simple and straightforward: just give them money.
Those mountain strongholds, wanting a steady and long-term business, wouldn't make things too difficult. Therefore, many caravans preferred dealing with the strongholds rather than getting entangled with the government.
She had gathered all this information in her spare time, and considering the location of Qinglong Village, setting up a separate checkpoint would generate considerable revenue for the village.
Mo Lan stood on the treetop, looking at the continuous mountain range in the distance, and finally locked her gaze on the entrance to Qinglong Village.
If she builds a service area there to facilitate caravans, she can ensure their smooth passage through Qinglin Mountain to the border region for a reasonable fee, saving them the trouble of having to bravely pay homage to the mountain one by one.
There's a saying: You pay for a service, so leave the trouble to me and the convenience to you!
Opening up a road to the border region was not a difficult task for her.
Thinking of this, Mo Lan sighed a little. She had no money, or more precisely, no silver.
Although she has mandalas, bank cards, and a considerable amount of cash, those things don't circulate here, which is truly disheartening.
"Boss, have you forgotten? You stored several boxes of gold bars in Mandala. But the purity is different; they're quite different from the gold we have now."
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