Chapter 257

Besides, if the number of cattle and sheep reaches the limit that he can bear, who will he sell these woolen cloths to?

In the past, cattle and sheep were exchanged for population, and woolen cloth was exchanged for cattle and sheep this time.

Then several tribal leaders entered a tent and discussed privately.

Anyway, it's a seller's market, and Feng Yong is not afraid that they will make trouble.

"This woolen cloth is really good. It's thick and warm. If you have this woolen cloth in winter, you don't have to worry about the cold north wind."

"But it's too expensive. One cow can be exchanged for three horses, which is too little."

Someone made a comment.

"There is no way to do this. I heard that in the whole world, only that adult can make such cloth."

"Listen to your tone, do you want to change?"

"yes."

Those who agreed to the exchange sighed, "Last year, those Di people came to snatch my cattle, sheep and women again. They wore the clothes given to them by the Han people in the north, and their bows and arrows and weapons were very powerful."

"If we have these woolen cloths, even if we can't beat them, we can stay far away, so that we won't stay in a place where they can easily find us in order to avoid the north wind."

Hearing this, everyone in the tent fell silent.

Although the Qiang tribes who came to Juxian were big and small, they were all small tribes in front of those truly powerful tribes, so they came to Hushi eagerly.

The leaders of the big tribes were all canonized by the Han emperor in the north, and their lives are much more comfortable than theirs, so they may not look down on this exchange market now.

But if more and more people come to this mutual market, they will definitely attract the attention of the big tribes and even the king of Di after they gain fame. At that time, it will not be so easy for them to trade with the Han people so conveniently.

So they have to take advantage of the time when the big tribes look down on this exchange market, and try to exchange what they need.

"So I agreed to the exchange. Is there anyone else like me?"

"Change it, change it, the cattle, sheep and women can be robbed again, but if the men in the clan are gone, everything will be gone."

"I heard that the Han man is very talkative. Two days ago, someone saw him rewarding Zagotel with a lot of wool. Can we ask him to sell it cheaper?"

"Okay, let's do that."

After a while, Feng Yong saw that the leaders had all walked out of the tent, and the leader still took the lead.

He walked up to him and said with some trepidation, "My lord, we have never seen such a fine cloth. But we all feel that it is just a little expensive. What we brought are the most expensive cloth in the clan. Good stuff, can you give us some more cloth?"

Feng Yong chuckled, thinking that his word of mouth still needs to be spread by them, so he nodded and said, "Well, since you are so sincere, I will give you some more cloth. "

"My lord, you really have a big heart."

Feng Yongxin said, nonsense, who in Jincheng doesn't know that I, Feng Langjun, are the most generous? How much did you spend just throwing money?

Wang Xun, who was watching from the sidelines, was filled with emotion. Last year, his lord tried his best and failed to let a tribe go to Hanzhong. It can make people take refuge in themselves.

Look at this time again, it is obviously the worst wool cloth in the textile workshop, but in the eyes of the barbarians, it becomes "I have never seen such a good cloth".

Seeing that Hu Ren agreed to Feng Yong's conditions so easily, He Wang was even more shocked.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and finally he muttered: "I can't blame the big households for being played around by him. It's nothing more than selling grain and selling at a loss. In the end, I have to give away Dingkou who has worked so hard to hide. In the name of a young hero!" , really fits the name.”

After negotiating the price, Feng Yong will naturally not need to do the rest, but his subordinates will do it.

Most Qiang people can't learn enough. Those who can count within ten can use both hands, and those who exceed ten can only count with their toes.

If it exceeds twenty, then shake your head and refuse the deal, so you can only give one piece of cloth at a time, and then lead two sheep to Feng Yong.

But fortunately, Feng Yong has enough manpower, so he can trade with all tribes at the same time.

Although the speed is not very good, it does not affect Feng Yong's happy mood.

Seeing the number of cattle and sheep representing him on the other side of the clearing gradually increased, the corners of Feng Yong's mouth gradually turned up.

Just as the transaction was in full swing, there was a sudden noise outside the circle, mixed with shouts.

"what happened?"

Feng Yong frowned.

"Could it be that someone is causing trouble? Wait for the younger brother to go and have a look."

Since Zhao Guang came back from Yinping, he didn't know which switch in his body he turned on. He felt bloodthirsty and aggressive, so he eagerly took the initiative to take a look.

As soon as Zhao Guang finished speaking, he saw a dozen or so horses rushing out from the outside of the open space, and immediately everyone was holding whips, and they were constantly beating the cattle, sheep and barbarians outside.

"How dare!"

When Feng Yong and the others saw it, everyone's first reaction was that someone was about to assassinate!

Guan Ji reacted the fastest, she immediately drew her long knife out of its sheath, and stood in front of Feng Yong, shouting coquettishly, "Protect Feng Langjun!"

After all, Zhao Guang and Wang Xun were the ones who had brought soldiers to the battlefield, and immediately each brought a dozen or so pieces that were closest to him, and surrounded them from both sides at once, blocking Feng Yongyan behind the human wall.

"Brother, don't panic, these people didn't mention it immediately, they can't rush here."

At this time, Zhao Guang was still in the mood to comfort Feng Yong.

The sudden situation made the trading scene suddenly chaotic.

Of course, the cavalry in such a small place couldn't speed up their horses, and Feng Yong looked through the crowd and saw that they were just shouting to drive away the barbarians, cattle and sheep in front, so that they could walk in front of Feng Yong.

"Dare to ask, but the nobleman who came to Ju County Hushi?"

These ten or so people finally held the reins and walked up to the wall protecting Feng Yong. Seeing the Han people so solemnly protecting their high officials behind them, there was a trace of contempt in their eyes.

The leader of the barbarians sat on the horse, saluted his chest, and asked.

"Bold!"

Seeing that the visitor was so impolite, Zhao Guang yelled, "How dare you question my brother like this, are you tired of work? Why don't you get off your horse quickly and be punished?"

"I still don't know if there is a noble person in front of me, why do I have to get off my horse?"

Hu people who dare to be so arrogant in front of Han people are rare, no, it should be extremely rare.

Feng Yongrao looked at the people with interest, and saw that all of them were wearing felt hats on their heads. Although they didn't show it on purpose, they could still faintly feel the fierceness on their bodies. Moreover, the horses under them are extremely majestic, and they can be seen to be carefully selected war horses.

The most important thing is that they don't look like ordinary barbarians with deep eyes and eagle noses, but they look like the white race of later generations.

"Okay, Erlang, get out of the way. This will make us look stingy."

Feng Yong said.

He didn't charge over with a horse, which meant that there was no malice, but this appearance made Zhao Guang and the others, who were used to the barbarians looking up, feel extremely uncomfortable.

But Feng Yong still had to listen to what Feng Yong said. Zhao Guang and the others had to put away their weapons and spread out to stand on both sides of Feng Yong, but everyone glared at him.

"Get off your horse, I'm here for Ju County Hushi, who are you?"

"May I ask who this gentleman is?"

This is a bit contemptuous of people, presumably they saw that they took the lead on their side, they were all young men, and they felt contemptuous.

Feng Yong smiled and winked at Guan Ji.

Guan Ji understood, snorted coldly, and said coquettishly: "If I tell you to dismount, dismount immediately, don't you understand human language?"

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and swept his long straight legs towards the leader. The man stretched out his hand to block, but he was kicked off the horse by Guan Ji in an instant with the tremendous force coming from his hand!