Chapter 34 You are my good friend

In the past two days, many things have happened on the banks of the Tula River.

Living Buddha Dorona announced that Kachin Khan Wusuza was the messenger of the Heaven of Eternity, and that the Naiman tribe would have the power to station troops in the holy place. At the same time, the town was officially named Urge, and will be used as the living Buddha's place to stay in the tin, and will never be changed.

More and more people began to come to Urge. While they were paying attention to the Living Buddha's Dharma, they also sold the fur they had accumulated in their hands.

Since the town was first built, there were no warehouses or special shops, many Mongolians used big cars to pull the fur to the streets to sell.

There were constant shouts on the street, and Mongolians selling fur lined up on both sides of the street, but few people actually bought fur.

In winter, there are very few caravans going north to barter, and most of the people stranded here have already purchased goods.

Tiemo did not rush to buy goods, but instead spread the people out and understand the market first.

Since seeing Dorona that day, Tiemo has separated from the Chang family. If it were not necessary, it would be better for Chang Minyue, that woman, would be less provoked.

Aqige stayed in Urge and waited for the tribe's soldiers. He was idle and accompanied Tiemo to stroll on the street, acting as a translator at any time.

Tiemo also has some understanding of the current market. Recently, fur is the cheapest time, and when the spring begins, the price will at least double. If you have good eloquence and have a good relationship with the owner, it will be cheaper.

In fact, Tiemo doesn't know fur at all, and can't tell whether it's good or bad. However, in Urge, there is no need to worry about being deceived. Mongolians rarely use inferior products as good products and commit fraud.

As a native Mongolian girl, Aqige still has some understanding of fur.

"Look at these furs, they are actually good. We Mongolians are not like you Han people, and they have a lot of thoughts in doing business."

"Ahem, princess, don't beat a group of people to death, I'm actually quite honest."

"Is that true?" Aqige looked at Tie Mo's face seriously. She had to admit that if she hadn't been in contact for a long time, she would have been deceived by this honest face.

"You are not honest and have a lot of heart. Oh, don't call me Aqige!"

"Okay, Aqige, in fact, that's not called being too sensible, that's called being smart and wise. Look at my physique, this is called being big guy with great wisdom!"

Aqige pursed his lips, his black eyes were bright and energetic, "I found that you are not only thoughtful but also thick-skinned."

"All right!"

The two of them talked and laughed, walked along the street for a while, and saw someone bartering in front of them, so they stood nearby and looked.

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Four Han people and a Mongolian man were negotiating loudly. Since both sides spoke Mongolian dialect, they could only translate it with Aqige.

The four Han people planned to exchange fur with the Mongolians with the glass in their hands, and the two sides were arguing how many furs a piece of glass should be replaced.

It took half an hour before the two sides agreed on the price.

A chicken oil yellow glass bottle was exchanged for one hundred furs.

After hearing the transaction price, Tie Mo glared at him and was a little confused.

A chicken oil yellow glass bottle, if the quality is good, it is worth about fifty taels, while a hundred furs of good quality are worth at least fifty taels.

Fifty taels for five hundred taels, it was ten times more, which was simply a fool to deceive the Mongolians.

What Tiemo couldn't see the most was that the chicken oil-yellow glass bottles in their hands were obviously defective at first glance, with a market price of less than two taels of silver. From Zhangjiakou to Wuerge, the travel fee was worth at most ten taels.

Tiemo has two lifetimes of memory. Although he can't understand fur, he still knows a little about glaze.

Most of these glass bottles are garbage thrown out from the workshop.

With a lock of his eyebrows, Tiemo walked over with a dark face, grabbed one of the wrists, and turned to look at the Mongolian.

"Brother, you can't sell this fur to them, you're cheated."

Aqige didn't know the trick, but he quickly translated it.

The Mongolian man didn't know what to do, but the Han man holding the bottle was not happy for now.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"What kind of thing is your hand? Do you want me to say more? Can you sell your car with yellow chicken oil bottle for 100 taels?"

The man put the glass bottle back into the car, grabbed Tie Mo's sleeve, and lowered his voice and said, "Brother, Wang Shunyi, a certain family in Zhangjiakou, and the second son of the Kang family are Wang's cousin. As the saying goes, being convenient for others and yourself, do you pretend that you didn't see this? Let's be friends."

Kang Zhendai’s cousin?

Tie Mo laughed in his heart, it was really a narrow road for enemies. It would be fine if he didn't mention Kang Zhendai. Since Kang Zhendai was mentioned, he really had to worry about this matter.

"Haha, it turns out to be Boss Wang. Tie is quite straightforward and doesn't think of others bullying honest people. I'll really take care of this matter today."

"Hmm?" Wang Shunyi's face darkened and he looked at Tie Mo carefully, "Brother, you have some facial expressions. Don't you walk around Zhangjiakou? If you do this, you will suffer a great loss!"

"What? Threat me? I'm not scared!"

The noise from both sides alarmed many people. Soon a strong man with a beard came out of the small house next to him. The Mongolian who sold fur quickly muttered to the bearded man.

"Iron? Is it you?"

"Uh?" Tie Mo was slightly stunned. The bearded man was speaking in Chinese. After a closer look, he was still an acquaintance. Isn't this the strong man Hasler I met that day?

"Hasler, why are you?"

"Oh, these furs are mine. Because I want to protect the living Buddha on weekdays, I leave these goods to my subordinates to sell!"

"That's right!" Tiemo pulled Hasler and explained carefully.

Hasler's face became increasingly ugly. Before Tie Mo finished speaking, he looked at Wang Shunyi and others viciously and said sternly: "Get out quickly, otherwise I will let you not cross the Tula River."

Wang Shunyi obviously knew Hasler, so he stared at Tiemo with a fierce look, but he ran away in shame.

After driving away Wang Shunyi and others, Hasler gave Tiemo a solid bear hug, and the beard on his face made the person itchy.

"Tie, you are a good friend. I will treat you to the most powerful horse milk wine in the grassland."

Hasler pulled Tiemo into the house with a generous smile on his face.

Soon, the intoxicating fragrance of wine floated out of the house, and the hearty laughter infected every passerby.

After drinking a little wine, Hasler tore off a piece of meat and put it in the iron plate in front of Tiemo, "Tie, I heard from the Living Buddha, are you here to barter?"

"Yes, the first time I'm here!"

"Then how about selling the fur in my hand to you? The price is easy to discuss! I can see that you are different from those treacherous guys. If you don't cheat, I, Hasler, believe you!"

"..." Tiemo was speechless, Hasler, have you never heard a saying that you can be traitorous in business?

How can you make money if you don’t become a promiscuous businessman?

Hasler is so kind that Tiemo is embarrassed to cheat people in death.

"Hasler, how much fur do you have in your hands?"

"These furs were just sent by the tribe this year, at least 30,000!"

"Thirty thousand?" Tie Mo quickly took a sip of macadamia wine to suppress his shock. He transported 30,000 furs back for processing, and he would have millions of taels of silver.

A lot of money!
Chapter completed!