Bandit girl unscrupulous: kidnap a prince to farm

Chapter 342 390 Developing Tribes
The little girl sighed, it seemed that she had done all the calculations, but she still missed something, as expected, she was still not as good as Lou Shaoqing, at least in terms of calculating others, he was more thoughtful and complete than herself.

When it was said that there was a response, everyone fell silent.

Mu Jinxuan thought for a while, then said: "Go and seal up the academy outside Korla City, and arrest Du Heng!"

Thinking about it, counting the last fish that slipped through the net, I am afraid that Du Heng is the only one. Since they are both lackeys of that person, they must be inextricably linked.

This white-eyed wolf!He still doesn't know how to repent!
Yu Sansi took the order and galloped to Korla's room with his men and horses, but when he arrived, he found that the building was already empty.

Only then did Yu Sansi suddenly wake up, and it was indeed the princess who was right, this is the fish that slipped through the net!

Back to the palace, reported to Mu Jinxuan one by one, the little girl didn't say anything to let Yu Sansi go down first, and then ordered: "There are portraits in the whole city, these two people can't be let go!"

Du Heng, this is what you asked for. You obviously let you go once, but you want to jump into the fire pit by yourself, let go of a good business, and provoke politics. I don't know, compared to doing business, this is a The sharpest knife can kill someone at any time!
At the order of thinking twice, he turned his head and left the room.

The little girl turned her head to look outside the house, the sun was shining brightly, spring had already arrived, she rubbed her stomach, and the time for giving birth was getting closer and closer, Lou Shaoqing was on the front line, so I'm afraid he might not be able to come back to see the child for the first time.

The little girl inevitably felt a little bit disappointed, but she was secretly angry with someone.

Yu Wenzheng, if it wasn't for you, how could their family still be living in peace until now?

"Miss, although you are already stable, you still have to avoid big ups and downs in your mood." Mu Zizhou pointed out cautiously on the side.

The little girl nodded, took a few deep breaths, and then began to prepare for the opening of the port in spring.

In winter, due to the climate, the market was somewhat affected. In the snowstorm, it was even more difficult to trade. Now that spring is coming, the climate is warming up, and the grasslands are gradually becoming rich and plump. It is time for the real road to open ports.

The special products in northern Xinjiang are completely different from those in the Central Plains, and they have local characteristics. Whether they are from outside or in the Central Plains, they are very interested in local special products. Special products are a major selling point here. The fruits are very sweet and delicious.

Although I have to take care of Dongfeng Yixiao's business, she is not only the young lady of the Mu family, but also the princess of Beijiang. As the hostess, she must be a good housekeeper, and the whole of Beijiang is her. s home!
With such a huge family business, it is natural to manage it carefully in order to gain something.

"Third uncle, pick a good day to prepare for the official opening of the port, and sell our Dongfeng Yixiao's things. Only tents are allowed in the markets in the four parts of northern Xinjiang, and no houses are allowed!"

Mu Zizhou was a little puzzled, frowned, and couldn't help asking: "Why?"

The little girl just smiled: "The herdsmen are used to migration, let them do business for a lifetime, it is better to come to a floating one, which is convenient for them, and also saves money for us."

It was only then that Muzizhou suddenly realized, yes, building a house is time-consuming and laborious, and when winter comes, you have to endure it in a snowstorm. It is not as good as a felt bag, and it is easier to keep warm. A woman can build it in one afternoon, which is very trouble-free.

"Miss, great kindness!" Uncle Fox couldn't help giving a thumbs up and narrowing his eyes with a smile.

The little girl giggled, her big eyes flickered, she was so clear and cute.

Let's take it easy for revenge, the thing about getting rich, that's the most important thing, isn't it?

What's more, Northern Xinjiang is his territory, and he has laid a net of heaven and earth, afraid that these two people will escape?
The little girl was very calm, sitting behind the book case, pointing out the country and planning strategies.

Not to mention the war in Lanzhou to the east, the northern border city is relatively lax. At least people can come in and out freely with their identity documents, which greatly facilitates many businessmen.

Foreign businessmen don't need to go through a lot of trouble to come in, but the businessmen from the Central Plains want to come in, and the Hexi Corridor can't go, because there is a war there, so they have to detour Yunnan and go down the canyon from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, or simply take the risk, from The Mongolian grassland bypasses the Hexi Corridor to do business.

As the temperature picks up, even the economy shows signs of recovery. This alone can be seen from the daily entry and exit records.

Now that the weather conditions permit, it's time to seize the opportunity.

Although the decree has already been promulgated, it does not mean that many people will gather in the market immediately. After all, it is just the beginning, and the common people still need to be mobilized.

After thinking about it, the little girl simply ordered her subordinates to disguise themselves as ordinary people in northern Xinjiang and carry various souvenirs to sell.

As a result, there was a whole row of tents in the Southern Huns market. Liu Xiaozhu and Wu Dazhuang were both wearing fur coats worn by people from the ethnic groups on the grasslands, with curves pinned to their waists. A piece of felt covered with things.

Kumiss produced in northern Xinjiang, large pieces of cheese, whole pieces of dried beef, all kinds of mushrooms that can only be found on the grasslands, and some people even pull out whole cows and sheep, but Ling Chuwu is a craftsman, even if he is dressed as a northern The common people in Xinjiang also sell different things from others.

In front of his booth, there are a bunch of handicrafts, such as the waist knives of the herdsmen on the grassland, carved decorations, gold and silver gestures, leather wine bags, and so on.

Dongfeng Yixiao's tent was in the middle of the market, and everyone had stalls, but they spread out a whole area, and placed them high on long tables, with a dazzling array of goods.

This place has been the market of the Southern Huns since ancient times, because the market has people coming and going, and it has become the only way for merchants to shuttle back and forth.

In addition to ordering people to pretend to be merchants to sell things, the little girl also set up two rows of tents around, one row is Nanjiang Inn, the other row is Qingyun Inn, for the businessmen who come and go to rest.

Everything was ready, but there were not many people who came a while ago, because many herdsmen had to migrate from the south at the beginning of spring, and merchants from outside had to wait for a while to come in.

There were only some local herdsmen in the market, walking by, looking at the things on the ground, talking and laughing.

No way, no one will be short of kumiss and cheese. Every autumn, the family always prepares a lot of things for the winter. Among them is this indispensable cheese.

But although no one cared about the cheese kumiss, Ling Chuwu's stall was packed to the brim.

(End of this chapter)