1757 Fate is used for calculation
This brother and sister who came to ask for help from Fu Linmen was not the first time to come to Dongling. In the past few years, whenever they saved enough money, they would come to Dongling, hoping to hit the jackpot and meet the Emperor of Dongling, and ask him to bestow a talented gentleman upon them.
Unfortunately, they came five or six times in the past few years, but they didn't see the emperor, not even a seventh-rank official. Although there are many powerful people in the imperial city, as a commoner with no connections, if you want to see an official, unless you have committed a crime, you can't even see a decent servant.
This time, with the help of Fu Lin, they may be able to find Feng Qingchen, so they are naturally cautious for fear of anything going wrong.
The conversation between the two parties was extremely smooth. Feng Qingchen was not a profiteer. The price she gave the brother and sister was based on the price set by the Third Young Master, and she also agreed to have her own people be responsible for the transportation.
After what happened with Mu Zhachi, Feng Qingchen felt that it would be safer to leave this kind of thing in the hands of her own people. If her own people went to pick up the goods, if anything really happened, she would be able to get the news in time to avoid being caught off guard.
This brother and sister were also wonderful people. When they heard the price Feng Qingchen offered, they quickly shook their heads and said, "No, no, this price is too high. We usually exchange with others, but we don't get such a high price. Miss Feng, you offer such a high price, I, we..."
My brother's face turned red and he stammered, not knowing what to say.
"The price is indeed a bit high, but it is not fixed. Everything changes with market conditions. In the end, we cannot suffer any loss." The price she originally offered to Mu Zhachi was not low, and this move by Mr. Cui San raised the price to an unacceptable level.
"This, this is not good. Those cattle and sheep are not worth such a high price. We can't let you, Miss Feng, suffer a loss." The brother and sister were still uneasy. Feng Qingchen did not answer immediately, but took two sips of tea, wondering whether she should lower the price.
But then she thought about it and decided to forget it. It was impossible for Mr. Cui San to fight with her forever. She would have to collect the goods from the tribes in the grassland in the future, and the price was also temporary. She took this opportunity to tell Mu Zhachi and others that those who cooperated with her would not suffer any loss, and she, Feng Qingchen, always protected her shortcomings.
"The price will be based on my original purchase price, but I won't let you suffer a loss even once. I will make up for the 50% difference between what you paid compared to Muzachi with medicinal herbs, cloth, and porcelain." These have always been in short supply on the grassland, and sometimes you can't buy them even if you have money. Anyway, her people have to go to the grassland to transport goods, so it's a good opportunity to transport a batch of goods over. In this way, she can also make some money from the various tribes on the grassland.
Of course, when Mr. Cui San finds out, he will probably make trouble again, but before that she can still make a profit.
The brother and sister did not refuse this time. They really needed more. However, they raised the price again: "Miss Feng, we can reduce the price by another 50%. Can you invite a few teachers to come to our tribe to teach?"
Afraid that Feng Qingchen would disagree, the brother and sister said, "We can pay for the teacher's tuition. The teacher can bring his family with him, and we can take care of their life on the grassland."
"Teacher? Do you want to study Confucianism?" Feng Qingchen also discovered that this brother and sister were indeed different from Muzachi. Although they were both from the grassland, their words and behaviors were much more elegant.
The elder brother nodded shyly: "People in our tribe have always admired knowledgeable people. Our tribe is considered to be in the territory of Dongling. No other country allows us to enter except Dongling. My sister and I have come to Dongling several times. We have always hoped to meet the Emperor of Dongling and ask him to send a teacher to us so that the children of our tribe can also learn to write. I, I only learned a few words after coming to Dongling."
"Miss Feng, my brother and I have seen you before. At the gate of Zhufeng Tower, you and a very good-looking man met each other at the gate and went in. My brother and I tried several times but couldn't get in." The woman lowered her head sadly when she said this. Her bright smile also dimmed a little. She looked at Feng Qingchen with red eyes and begged, "Miss Feng, we children on the grassland really want to learn calligraphy. Can you help us?"
It turned out that this pair of siblings were the Jingyue siblings who were rejected by the Zhufeng Tower. The last time they came to Dongling, they happened to meet Feng Qingchen outside the Zhufeng Tower.
Feng Qingchen was the only person whose name they knew in Dongling. Because of this familiarity, the brother and sister were very excited when they learned that Fu Lin was going to help them introduce Feng Qingchen.
"So there is such a thing. This is fate." Feng Qingchen didn't have any impression in her mind, but she knew that this must be true. After all, there was no need for the other party to lie to her.
"I can help you find a solution for this matter, but I'm not helping you for free. You don't have to reduce the price by 50%. I want you to sign an agreement with me. In the future, your cattle and sheep must be supplied to me first. I will purchase them at the market price. You can only sell them to others if I don't want them." After being cheated by Muzhachi once, Feng Qingchen was really scared.
"Okay." Feng Qingchen's conditions were not too harsh, and the Jingyue siblings agreed without thinking. This made Feng Qingchen couldn't help but add another condition: "One more thing, I hope you can do your best to raise as many as possible, and it would be best if you can reach the number I need."
She is not a saint. Although she still wants to connect with Muzachi, if this brother and sister can provide her with enough, she will not need to cooperate with Muzachi anymore.
When Mu Zhachi teamed up with Master Cui San to trick her, he should have understood that no matter what consequences he would suffer in the future, he would have to bear them alone.
"Miss Feng..." The brother and sister were very hesitant. There was limited green grass on the grassland. If they wanted to expand their breeding, it would mean they would need larger grasslands and more abundant water resources.
On the grassland, seizing grassland and water sources means fighting.
Feng Qingchen also understood this, so she smiled and said, "As a partner, I certainly don't want to cause you any trouble because of me. As one of the conditions of the exchange, I will send people to be stationed near your tribe and be at your disposal at any time."
She had never known how to deal with Feng Lizhi, but now the opportunity had come. Throwing someone to the grassland, where the sky was high and the ground was far away, Feng Lizhi could always calm down.
"Hmm..." The brother and sister opened their mouths into an O shape and looked at Feng Qingchen in a daze.
Feng Qingchen was almost saying: I will send people to help you seize the territory.
Are all Han women so tough? Even scarier than the women on their grasslands, Jingyue and his sister quietly wiped their sweat off their foreheads. They looked at each other and both had a bad premonition.
Were they too rash in cooperating with Feng Qingchen? Why did they feel like they were being betrayed by Feng Qingchen?
Unfortunately, now that things have come to this, it doesn't matter whether it is sold or not. No matter what Jingyue and his sister think, this cooperation must succeed and Feng Qingchen will never allow Jingyue and his sister to say no, because she has a better idea...