customs clearance base

Chapter 1323 Pretending to be a Chamber of Commerce (4)

"By the way, my goods have been traded, and time is money, so I won't hinder you."

He winked at Jingxiong's chief, and after some politeness with Zhao Hu and the others, he left in a hurry.

Chief Wan, who knew the details of the businessman, thought that Zhao Hu and the group in front of him were indeed members of the Liberty Alliance, and immediately said enthusiastically, "Welcome, welcome, please come in and have some milk tea."

After speaking, he dragged Zhao Hu into the tent, followed by imperial officers and eight centurions, while the others stayed outside the door.

"Uncle, you are so amazing, you actually know the situation in Port Mante." Sun Jie said in a low voice.

"That guy is an imperial man at all, what the hell does he know? Did you let him run away without watching me make up a few random words?"

Dio looked smug, and Geralt, who heard these words, couldn't help muttering to himself.

"This officer is not only powerful himself, but his personal guards are equally powerful. If I were myself just now, I'm afraid it has been exposed..."

There are dozens of low tables in the huge tent. After some courtesies, the guests and hosts sit down, and five or six beautiful maids serve hot milk tea to everyone.

In addition to these maids, there were two people who looked like clerks sitting behind Mrs. Wan.

Except for the eight who were from the herding flag soldiers, everyone just took a sip of the milk tea and put it down. They were not used to the taste of milk.

Of course, with the exception of Locke and Luo Fei, they drank bowl after bowl until their stomachs got bigger before they stopped.

Seeing the frowns of these people, Mr. Wan smiled and said loudly, "I heard from my subordinates that your group has brought thousands of catties of salt. I hope to trade all of them to us. Don't worry about the price. We will give you the price." best priced...

"As for other goods, I also hope that you can trade with us, because we are the largest gathering place within a thousand miles. Although the prices of other goods may be lower, we have enough goods here to fully meet your needs. I don't know what your group thinks?"

Hearing this, Zhao Hu hesitated for a moment, "Since there are some goods that are inconvenient to decide, please wait a moment, my lord."

With that said, he pulled Diou and the five logistics corporals out of the camp, while the others stayed where they were.

Mr. Wan knew that the general business group would not do business with just one Muqi, and some goods might have been booked long ago, so he was not surprised that Zhao Hu needed to discuss, but he shouted something when Zhao Hu left.

"There is no problem with the price at all, and I will definitely give you the best price!"

After leaving the tent, the servants immediately surrounded Zhao Hu for vigilance, and Zhao Hu asked several logisticians.

"What should we do? What should we sell?"

Unexpectedly, in order to obtain arrows and maps, he actually had to play a guest role as a businessman, and the five logistics corporals all set their sights on Dio.

Dio is more like a logistics officer than a personal guard. All the logistics of the brigade are managed by him, and only he knows which of the goods he brought can be sold and which can't.

"My lord, we are now stocking 720 packs of salt, [-] machetes, [-] iron guns, [-] sabers, [-] strong bows, and [-] ordinary bows, just keep them A small spare, sell all the others, right?"

Originally, a brigade didn't have so much inventory, but Zhao Hu was worried about the invasion of the Muqi, so he exchanged the excess money for weapons at the market, and adding the previously seized, it became so much.

Zhao Hu and the five corporal leaders were all taken aback. This was almost equivalent to emptying the inventory of the entire brigade. Seeing the dignified expressions of everyone, Dio didn't care.

"It doesn't matter, there are hundreds of machetes and hundreds of bows, enough for us for a long time. And if we don't make such a big bet, I'm afraid we won't be able to get supplementary maps and arrows at all.

"Also, this also reduces the load on our carriage, so we can travel easily."

I have thousands of people now, the remaining weapons must be enough to replace, and nearly a thousand people use bows and arrows, the demand for arrows is very high, and in this prairie, if you want to get arrow supplies, only these big markets Only then.

After passing this village, there is no such shop, and no one knows when the next battle will break out. You must know that the number of arrows determines life and death.

Also, with so much weight reduced, it is indeed faster to escape. Thinking of this, Zhao Hu agreed.

What goods to exchange?
Now is the time of running, what else can I trade for besides a horse that is conducive to speeding up the escape?
"You can't sell so much salt, we need at least [-] packs to keep the end!"

A corporal reminded.

Zhao Hu asked, "How long will the twenty packs last?"

In this prairie, you are not afraid of not eating or drinking, but you are afraid of not having salt. This is a very important thing.

"It's enough for us for a year and a half." The corporal replied after thinking for a while.

"Okay, keep 28 bags of salt, sell the others, and sell [-] copies of the strong bow." Zhao Hu came to a conclusion.

The strong bow is a sharp weapon at the far end, so it is better to keep more spares. Some of the weapons inside are ordnance, especially the strong bow, which is strictly prohibited from leaving the army.

Zhao Hu and the others didn't realize that their behavior was smuggling arms, which was a felony.

Back in the tent, Zhao Hu pointed to Diou and introduced him to Chief Wan.

"This is Diou, the manager of our business group, let him introduce the goods we brought to you."

Dio bowed.

"Master Wan, although we have brought nearly a hundred horse-drawn carriages, since this is a tentative business activity, we don't bring many supplies, only [-] bags of [-]-jin refined table salt, [-] Exquisite machetes, [-] full iron spears, [-] sabers, [-] strong bows, [-] ordinary bows, but unfortunately, there are no arrows."

Hearing this, Jingxiong Wanfu had a pleasant look on his face, and the faces of the small captains and logistics soldiers who knew a little about the inventory situation all changed. Sun Jie couldn't help pulling Ladiou's sleeves, but Seeing that Zhao Hu and several logistics corporals looked normal, they understood that this was a decision after discussion, so they were relieved.

They didn't pay attention to the fact that such smuggling of arms is wrong, but even if someone asks for the crime, if they say "robbed by the enemy", they will shirk their responsibility.

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't have arrows, we don't want to use those arrows with metal rods..."

Before Wan Fu finished his long speech, a clerk came forward and muttered something, and he immediately changed his words, "...Since we all have the intention of trading, why don't you let us have a look at the goods?"

"No hurry, the price hasn't been negotiated yet, can you explain to us the price given by Guiqi?"

Dio smiled and said Mimi, Mr. Wan thought for a while, and gave instructions to the clerk beside him.

"Ask a few people to bring the items for comparison."

Hearing this, he knew that the chief ten thousand was not stupid. He knew how to determine the price with a comparison. Sun Jie immediately became anxious and stood up to say something, but Geralt who was beside him stopped him in time.

"What do you want to do? Our current identities cannot act casually!" Geralt shouted in a low voice.

Sun Jie hurriedly answered in a low voice, "I want to remind Uncle Diou that we should first find out the price of their original goods, otherwise we will suffer a loss if they just ask for a price."

Geralt looked angry, "Idiot! I really don't know what you think! He is the head of the Wanfu, and he bids on behalf of Jingzi Muqi!

"For the sake of Muqi's reputation, he will not intentionally falsely report the price. Otherwise, if the news spreads, will Jingzi Muqi hang around on the grassland? Even an idiot would not do such a thing!"

Hearing this, Sun Jie was full of doubts, and nodded reluctantly.

The clerk soon came back with several guards, and placed a spear, a machete, a saber, a strong bow, and a common bow in the center of the tent, as well as a small bowl of yellow coarse salt. Pointing to these things, Chief Wan said .

"Let's quote with a horse. Ten of these spears can be exchanged for one horse. The same is true for machetes and sabers. Two strong bows can be exchanged for one, ordinary bows can be exchanged for five pieces, and the table salt can be exchanged for fifty catties." It’s a fine horse, you can compare it and see if you are satisfied with the price.”

Zhao Hu made a signal, and Dio, the logistics corps chief, Geralt, Sun Jie and others immediately went up to check the weapons. After a look, everyone laughed.

Dio looked up, "Excuse me, my lord, if our goods are better than these, what is the price?"

Wan Fuchang's eyes lit up: "Every level of quality increases, and the price doubles!"

Diou nodded in satisfaction, turned to Zhao Hu and said, "My lord, why don't you go and bring the goods here?"

Zhao Hu nodded, and Dio immediately took half of the people away.

No way, these unbranded horses should be used to pull the carriage.

Zhao Hu and others chatted with Chief Wan Jingxiong without saying a word, and Chief Wan looked envious, "...Your Freedom Alliance is doing well, the weather is sunny, and our side is miserable. Don't look at the spring scenery these days It’s bright and beautiful, but those of us in the grasslands know that the weather in early spring can change at will.
"...Tell you, once it starts to snow, it will be endless, and it won't stop for another month and a half!

"Sigh, those of us in the gathering place will be better at that time, the food and grass will have been prepared long ago, those who leave the gathering place to nomad will be miserable, and a large number of people will freeze to death every year.

"Not to mention those livestock...by the way, has that Steward Dio come back yet?
"...The time for you to come is just right, if you come at night when there is heavy snow for a month, the heavy snow can bury you!
"Haha, don't worry, it won't snow for ten days and a half months, enough for you to leave the grassland, or how about you just wait on our side until the heavy snow passes?

"We prairie people are very hospitable! Mutton and milk tea are endlessly entertaining...Come here! Go to the gate of the gathering place to guard the gate, and come back only when Dio is in charge."

Seeing Jingxiong Wanhuo's impatience in asking whether the carriage has arrived from time to time, Zhao Hu can understand it very well.

(End of this chapter)