"Tea-horse trade?" Wen Xian said with some surprise, "Where is the tea-horse trade? Are the horses we are exchanging war horses or something else?"

In the previous life, there was a tea-horse trade that spanned several dynasties. Unexpectedly, in this imaginary parallel space, there was actually a tea-horse trade.

Wen Xian couldn't help but start to think about whether the tea-horse trade here was related to her previous life.

Also, is the famous Tea Horse Road in the past life also found here?
  If so, is there any connection between the two?

These doubts lingered in Wen Xian's heart, making her want to explore.

Can she find traces of historical overlap here?

Wen Zhan shook his head and explained: "Of course not. The horses exchanged are all of the inferior breeds. Moreover, stallions will not be exchanged."

How could he use his country's best breeds to trade with other countries, let alone stallions?

If we use fine breeds or stallions in exchange, and in the future, those countries use the horses he exchanged to attack them in turn, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

Wen Xian chuckled lightly and said clearly: "In this case, it is acceptable for others to exchange the lowest quality tea leaves with you."

If your own things are of poor quality, how can you expect others to be of high quality?

However, the tea leaves given to Wen Zhan by those tea merchants were too inferior, and their consciences didn't hurt.

Wen Zhan looked slightly serious and said: "The tea returned in exchange will also be divided into high and low."

And the best of them were sent to him.

Looking at Wen Zhan's unexperienced look, Wen Xian said with some humor: "The tallest among the shortest, the best, how can it be any better?"

She paused and asked in confusion: "Brother came to Daqin, but he never went to a teahouse to drink tea?"

Logically speaking, the tea sold in Da Qin's own country would be much better. If Wen Zhan had found a teahouse to try, he wouldn't have just discovered it now.

The corner of Wen Zhan's mouth moved slightly, seeming to explain and cover up: "I prefer wine to tea. What's more, with the current situation in Daqin where war is everywhere, not many people can open a teahouse safely."

Another thing is that he is fighting all year round. When I go out to see my little sister, I come and go in a hurry, and I don't even sit down to drink tea.

What's more, he didn't like the taste of the tea before, so he didn't drink it on purpose.

Wen Xian spread her hands and said helplessly: "It doesn't matter, as long as my brother does not participate in the tea-horse trade in the future. My brother can come and go freely in Daqin, it is better to go directly to the south to purchase tea with gold and silver.

If possible, brother can also purchase some tea seeds and tea seedlings, which can be planted on the islands discovered along the coast this time. "

She paused and continued: "Of course, you can also plant some on Life Island. In this way, I can keep an eye on you.

As for the plants grown on other islands, I can also conduct more inspections and training. When the tea is picked, I will teach them how to fry tea. "

Although her tea-frying skills were not particularly good, Wen Zhan thought the tea fried like this was very good, so she didn't have to worry anymore.

It's better to fry them casually than to exchange them for horses.

Wen Zhan took a sip of tea, narrowed his eyes and said, "In this case, I have to trouble my little sister again."

This was not the only thing that bothered his little sister, so he stopped worrying about it.

At that time, he can plant eight or ten islands. After planting them, he can also use his own tea leaves to exchange supplies with other countries.

Not only horses, but also other spices and cloths, he can exchange.

Wen Zhan ran wild and thought about what he would do after growing the tea.

Wen Xian didn't know what he was thinking. The grilled fish happened to be cooked, so she handed one to Gu Li and asked him to share it.

This moved Gu Li to the point of kneeling on the spot, but Wen Xian drove him away.

Along the way, the fishing harvest was pretty good. But even in freezing weather, dead fish and shrimps cannot be kept for too long.

Even if it is alive, it will be almost dead if it is transported to land.

This kind of dead and spoiled seafood cannot be eaten as it is prone to food poisoning.

Therefore, Wen Xian made a large bucket of ice cubes for Wen Zhan to store the seafood. The ones that were easily broken were pickled by her on the spot.

She also taught the guards on the boat how to make pickled fish and pickled vegetables, so that the fish caught in the future could be processed in time.

There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, the boat arrived at the pier of Sun Island.

Zhu Qing and Zhu Wu were already waiting at the dock. When he saw them disembarking, he quickly came over to greet them and took Wen Zhan away.

Wen Xian had no choice but to take Xue Xiaohua home first.

As for Zhu San, Xue Carpenter and others, they stayed at the dock to help unload the charcoal.

Although everyone built a kang this year, charcoal is still a must in winter.

It was cold now, so Wen Xian only met a few people sporadically on the way back, and she also made appointments with people who would come over later for medical treatment and acupuncture.

As for the others, they all stayed at home and didn't want to come out to enjoy the breeze.

It had actually been less than a month since Wen Xian left Sun Island, but she always had the illusion that she was separated from the rest of the world.

Before she entered the door, she saw the cabbage hanging in the yard.

Apparently, Madam Qin was going to use it to make pickles.

The door was open, and Wen Xian didn't see Mrs. Qin's figure. Instead, she saw Xiaobao sitting in the yard looking after the house with his hands folded.

Xue Xiaohua happily ran in, picked up Xiaobao and said, "Xiaobao, why are you alone? Where is your mother? It's so cold, why don't you go inside?"

Her little face was red from the cold, and she looked a little distressed, so she touched a piece of dried meat and stuffed it into Xiaobao's mouth.

"Thank you, Sister Xiaohua." Xiaobao replied, "Mother is chopping cabbage in the backyard. I'll call her."

He struggled to get out of Xue Xiaohua's arms, and then he cupped his hands towards Wen Xian and said, "Doctor Wen is back. I'm going to call my mother."

Seeing Xiaobao's serious look, Wen Xian couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his head and said, "Go away, be good."

This kid is so sensible and endearing, she quite likes him.

However, before Xiaobao ran to the backyard, Mrs. Qin came over.

Madam Qin ran out with a sickle in one hand and a cabbage in the other.

Seeing Wen Xian, she was instantly surprised and said, "Doctor Wen and Xiao Hua are back. It's cold outside. Sit down and have a rest. I'll light the fire."

She quickly put down the things in her hands and went to find a charcoal brazier to light a fire, but Wen Xian stopped her.

"Ms. Qin, you don't have to be busy. It's important to harvest the cabbage." She said quickly, "I want to make the pickles now. I wonder if it's too late?"

While Wen Zhan was still here, she wanted to make more and let him take it away.

The winter without vegetables on the grassland was so difficult that she couldn't bear it.

After all, my brother is a foodie. Apart from fighting, there is only food left.

"Dr. Wen, do you want to take it away now?" Mrs. Qin said, "I can make two big jars of these hanging in the yard. If it's not enough, I have two jars at home and you can take them away first."

(End of this chapter)

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