The Number One Catcher In The Capital, You Call This A Dog Leg?

Chapter 776: Central Plains Merchant

The key is that good tea should be matched with good tea art to bring out its true taste.

The maids who make tea in the mansion often have to train for several years before they can work, and if they are sold, they can be sold for a better price.

On the grasslands, tea may be used to supplement the essential elements of the body, but in the Central Plains, it is a kind of culture, and there are sayings about what kind of tea and water are used.

This time Xiao Ye came out with not only tea leaves, but also fine salt.

Salt is extremely precious on the grasslands, and a small bag of salt can be exchanged for a sheep.

Some things are easy to do with general equivalents.

While Xu Qing was thinking about what to do with the tea and salt, he was also learning the grassland dialect from the Shadow Guard.

Anyway, Xu Qing never forgets with his eyes and ears, as long as he can perceive it, it can be stored in his mind like a brand.

Learning a foreign language is not easy at all.

Xu Qing was learning a foreign language, and Xiao Ye was looking at a map.

The small tribe ahead of them was now attached to a larger tribe called the Bones.

Of course, it’s not that they know how to count bones. Their names are directly transliterated by Chu State from the Grassland dialect. Highlight the same.

This time their plan was that sending elites to infiltrate was naturally not suitable for stopping the entire army next to other tribes.

After Xu Qing learned enough grassland dialect, Xiao Ye ordered the army to find a place with clear water to set up camp. Xu Qing, Xiao Ye and several shadow guards with strong martial arts took off their armors and changed into ordinary clothes.

Xiao Ye looked at Xu Qing and asked, "Brother Xu, we are going to assassinate and behead this time, don't we wear night clothes?"

Xu Qing shook his head and said: "Brother Xiao, you have to know that sometimes you don't have to use sneaking to get close to our target."

Xiao Ye asked suspiciously; "Then what else can I do?"

Xu Qing took off the armor on his body and said, "Change your clothes and follow me."

Although Xiao Ye didn't understand why, he still did as Xu Qing said.

Not long after, a team of ten riders appeared on the grassland, heading towards a small tribe on the vast grassland.

Xu Qing and a group of people soon came to the small tribe.

After the group got off their horses, they saw tents that looked like steamed stuffed buns, which were tightly packed.

The small tribe, including men, women, children and children, has only about 400 people, and it has long since ceased to be a grand occasion.

To say that this tribe was really miserable back then.

The tribes on the grasslands are also hierarchical, with the big tribes enslaving the small tribes and the small tribes attached to the big tribes.

Back then, when the Wanyan tribe attacked in this area, Shugubu was the one who resisted the most. He tried his best to call on the small tribes around him to resist the Wanyan tribe!

The results of it?

These small tribes are fighting in full swing, and the few bones have surrendered...

Isn't this a bit of a mentality?

Of course, these small tribes were not only affected by mentality, but also paid a lot of lives.

The already difficult life has become even tighter. Now that the Wanyan tribe has started to collect food and grass for the army to attack the Central Plains, they have changed from the most fierce group of resisting the Wanyan tribe to being squeezed by the Wanyan tribe. The most ruthless wave.

Of course, it remains to be verified whether it was squeezed by Wanyan.

But before it was too late to verify, Xu Qing, Xiao Ye and others had already arrived in front of the small tribe, and followed Xu Qing and walked in.

Xiao Ye looked at Xu Qing in a daze and asked, "Brother Xu, are we going to walk there so blatantly?"

Xu Qing said: "What else?"

Just when Xu Qing and Xiao Ye walked in from outside the tribe so blatantly, the whole tribe looked at them arguing, but no one stepped forward to stop them.

Seeing Xu Qing walking forward so blatantly, Xiao Ye imitated Xu Qing with her head held high and her chest held high, not caring about the eyes of others as if they were looking at a rare animal.

Aren't people wearing Central Plains costumes these days rare animals?

Before the war started, they could still exchange cattle and sheep for grain and salt from the original traveling merchants.

Now after the war between the two sides, the original merchants have almost disappeared, and only a few bold guys dare to secretly transport things to the grassland for sale.

Even selling is done with care.

But why don't these traveling merchants seem to take the goods?

Aren't they here to sell goods?

And they don't even hawk.

Of course, Xu Qing walked forward with his head held high regardless of their opinions.

Just as Xu Qing, Xiao Ye and the ten men dressed as entourage behind them were walking forward with their heads held high, they suddenly saw a prairie man in a tent who was dressed in a slightly more flamboyant outfit, and two entourages behind him. A girl was pulled out from a tent, and it was useless for the girl to struggle desperately.

Then a middle-aged man with a stubbled face and a rough figure pulled his daughter and muttered something.

The surrounding prairie people watched this scene one after another, but no one dared to step forward to stop them, they just talked in a low voice.

Xiao Ye asked suspiciously: "Brother Xu, what are they talking about?"

Xu Qing translated: "The better-dressed man said that the family was short of a sheep and wanted to arrest their daughter. The man who begged them said that their family really had no sheep, even the lamb. They are all gone, I beg them to let their own daughter go. But the better-dressed man said it was requested by their Khan, and anyone who doesn’t pay enough sheep will die!”

"The people around were either rejoicing, sighing, or mourning, because some of them didn't pay enough sheep, and many people murmured and prayed that someone could save them."

Xiao Ye snorted coldly; "Is this still human? Let me go and teach them a lesson!"

But Xu Qing stopped him, and then walked up to the better-dressed man, and said in grassland dialect: "He doesn't have enough sheep, I'll teach him for him, you let him go."

With that said, Xu Qing took out a small cloth bag and handed it to him.

The man looked at Xu Qing as if looking at a rare creature, then took the cloth bag over, opened it, looked at the white particles inside, dipped a little with his hand, and put it in his mouth, his face was immediately exposed He smiled and said, "It's salt! The best salt! It's worth a sheep!"

Xu Qing looked at him and said: "We are the original caravan, and we want to negotiate a big deal with the leader of your tribe. If the deal is concluded, your leader must have the benefits of you as a middleman."