I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 96 Savage Tribe
The news came quickly, and it was actually related to the gold mine.

Those Japanese people bought wine at a high price and bribed the patriarch of a savage tribe on the island to be allowed to enter a mountain range to pan for gold?
Upon learning of this news, Cao Wenzhao was stunned for a while, a little dumbfounded.

Obtaining huge benefits through improper means, the Japanese play... not as good as those officials in Ming Dynasty.

"Master Hou, do you want to act?"

Mao Pijiang was so excited that he rubbed his hands, wishing that Cao Wenzhao would quickly clean up those Japanese people so that the mining team of students from Daming Academy could move in.

"Don't worry, the gold mine is there anyway, so I can't fly," Cao Wenzhao pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "First find a way to buy the place with the gold mine from the patriarch of the savage tribe;
As for the Japanese... let them help us pan for gold first.

Gold mining is difficult and takes a long time, so we won't see much benefit in a short time. Therefore, what Ben Hou means is that we find a way to mine coal first! "

Mao Bijiang: "..."

This talented scholar of the Ming Dynasty looked bewildered, feeling that he could not keep up with Master Cao's train of thought.

Instead of mining a gold mine, why would you consider opening a coal mine first?This 'Marquis of Liaodong', who was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the idiot Emperor Zhu You, has something wrong with his mind, right?

Cao Wenzhao didn't know, just a few breaths, his image collapsed in the mind of this Jiangnan talent.

"The Musketeers obey orders!"

"Bring some tea, silk, spirits, salt, and enough bullets to do business with the head of the savage tribe."

"If they ask for food, gold, silver, salt and iron, etc., all of them will be satisfied, and the condition is to accept the imperial imperial seal and help our students start exploring coal and oil!"

Cao Wenzhao ordered directly, and appointed Mao Pijiang as the "recruiting envoy".

Mao Pijiang clasped his fists to agree, feeling his scalp a little tight.

Going deep into the lairs of those savage tribes, I don't know what kind of danger I will encounter...

……

In the early morning of the next day, the 'Recruiting Envoy' Mao Bijiang set off with the team, heading north all the way.

Ten musketeers, a talented man from the south of the Yangtze River, and a sled team of twenty dogs set off with gifts and goodwill from the Ming Dynasty.

After leaving the harbor in Black Dragon City, the wind was bitter and his face was cut like a knife. This Jiangnan talent finally discovered that the word 'bitter' in Kuwu Island is really vivid.

However, looking at the musketeers, they looked calm.

These people are not very old, but they have followed the sea kings Li Dan and Zheng Zhilong for several years, fought desperately in the sea, they are used to life and death, they are considered elite veterans.

It was very hard for a group of people to stop and go on the vast snowfield.

Three days later, they had just arrived at a primeval forest, densely packed with towering trees, so overwhelming that their hands were itchy to look at.

There is no way, staying among a group of infrastructure madmen, seeing stones and big trees, I can't help but think about what kind of essence can be extracted from this kind of ore, and whether that piece of big trees can build a castle...

The stockade of the savage tribe is halfway up the mountain.

The cottage is not big, only about seven or eight li in radius, and a large circle is built with rough rocks.

In the long-sighted mirror, Mao Bijiang observed from a distance, and found that there were nearly two hundred low stone houses and a few wooden houses in this cottage.

"This is their main village. They live here in winter. In spring and summer, when the weather gets warmer and the rivers and lakes below the mountain thaw, they will move to other villages to live."

"This Kuwu Island is very big, there are wild animals on the mountain, delicious and fat fish are everywhere in the river and lake, and the land is sparsely populated, so there is basically no struggle between the various tribes."

A musketeer introduced.

Mao Pijiang nodded and smiled gratefully at the musketeers.

These musketeers from poor backgrounds are actually very good people, but they have little education and no education, and naturally they are not as gentle and elegant as Jiangnan talents when they speak and act.

Therefore, on this perilous Kuwu Island, it made Mr. Mao feel more at ease.

The Shanzhai of the Savage tribe was built on the mountain, and there were watchtowers and arrow towers at the entrance. A dozen young men in animal skins were hiding inside, eating meat by the fire, and seemed unaware of the camel caravan on the snowfield in the distance.

Just as Mao Pijiang wanted to take a step to speak out, he was stopped by a musketeer.

"Beware of traps!" whispered the Musketeer.

Mao Pijiang was taken aback, took a step back abruptly, and said, "Set a trap at the gate?"

The musketeer nodded slightly, put his finger into his mouth, and whistled.

On the arrow tower, someone finally showed a face, staring at these uninvited guests warily.

In several other watchtowers and ground nests, dozens of bows and crossbows were quietly aimed at Maobijiang and the musketeers.

"Brothers of the Savage Tribe, we are from Black Dragon City, and we are here to bring you a gift for the patriarch!"

While talking, everyone began to move things down from the sled.

There are seven or eight piles of salt, silk, tea, porcelain, etc.;

Hundreds of bottles of spirits, because they were afraid of being frozen into ice slag, they were wrapped in more than a dozen furs, so they even left the sledge behind.

"Brothers from the Savage Tribe, these small gifts are given by our Lord Marquis. If you need anything in the future, just send someone to Black Dragon City to carry it!"

After the musketeer finished shouting, he took out a piece of animal skin from his arms, on which was drawn a map to Black Dragon City.

"Let's go, let's go back first." The Musketeer smiled.

"Go back?" Mao Pijiang was taken aback.

This is the end?Things are piled up at the door of the cottage, go back first?
Shouldn't the other party come out politely, welcome the big guys in, serve them with good wine and meat, and discuss the future joint development and opening of coal mines?

Sitting on a dog sled, Mao Pijiang hadn't reacted after walking a long way, and kept looking back.

"Young Master, when dealing with brothers from the Savage Tribe, we should not follow our own habits, but respect each other's habits."

"They have always been wary of outsiders, especially since this area has been conquered many times by slave cavalry and Japanese pirates. As long as they see strange faces, they are not very welcome."

When Mao Pijiang heard the words, he suddenly realized: "The sage Confucius said that reciprocity is the principle of etiquette, and it is not proper to go and not come, and it is not proper to come and not go."

"Reading thousands of volumes is not as good as traveling thousands of miles."

Young Master Mao was filled with emotion, and asked sternly: "Then when we go back, we will wait for them to make friends in Black Dragon City?"

A musketeer laughed.

"Make friends? Haha, they won't take the initiative to make friends," the musketeer said with a smile while driving the dog sled: "On the contrary, they will definitely come to attack Black Dragon City."

Mao Bijiang: "..."

Why are these things so complicated?It is useless for us to read so many books!

"Young Master Mao, this is what our lord said," the musketeer said with a smile: "The old man has often dealt with Japanese, foreigners, and overseas savages, and he knows these savage tribes who are extremely vigilant.

He often warns us not to take it for granted that if you treat others well, others will appreciate it.

Because the people in the Savage Tribe are actually smarter than us. They have always believed that the people who can stick a knife in your back are often their own people, those so-called bullshit buddies.

Therefore, the best way to make friends with the savage tribe and gain their trust is to be a hero and save the beauty! "

Mao Bijiang: "..."

Can it be simpler?This round and round, I am even more confused!
(End of this chapter)