Feng Heming

Chapter 298: The Lion Opens Its Mouth
Jiang Yuanxi really said again: "Sir Zuo Xian, your place is a prairie, let's not talk about whether you can be like us here, with water sources everywhere to irrigate the farmland, just say that the cattle, sheep and horses you raise are themselves It needs a lot of forage to feed, why do you want to live by water?

Isn't it because the fodder on that piece of land was almost eaten by those cattle, sheep and horses?In order to prevent the cattle, sheep and horses from starving, you can only leave the grazing grassland and look for the next more abundant grassland, so that the original grassland can recuperate and continue to support your ethnic group in the coming year. "

Chong Shan nodded, "That's the reason."

Jiang Yuanxi spread his hands, "Hey, Mr. Zuo Sage also agrees with this principle, then you must be able to imagine that if you eat up all the grass on the grassland and then cultivate it, you may be fine for a year or two, and after a few years, it will not grow back. Green grass, that piece of land will be abandoned, and there may not even be a water source in the end, so what's the use?"

Chongshan's heart was shocked, and then a complicated look flashed across his eyes. Yes, there was a tribe that gnawed away a piece of grassland before, without any roots, and the grass would not grow back in the next year. Gradually, that piece of wasteland It was even more desolate, and finally the entire ethnic group could only migrate, and the barren grassland had been recuperating for several years before gradually regaining its vitality.

"So, your land is not suitable for cultivation, which is why I persuade you not to try it." Jiang Yuanxi said slowly.

Chongshan doesn't know about farming, and there are some things he hasn't tried before, so he always takes it for granted. He used to think that farming only needed rice seeds and water, but now it seems that it is not so simple.

But he won't just listen to Jiang Yuanxi's one-sided words. Whether he can cultivate the land, he still needs to test it himself.

After getting the answer he wanted, Chong Shan returned to the buying and selling horse, "I wonder if your lord is satisfied with the price I just said?"

Jiang Yuanxi shook his head resolutely, "Two stones of grain are exchanged for a war horse, and one stone of coarse salt is exchanged for a stallion. This is my price. If Master Zuo Sage finds it unacceptable, then please go back. I think other tribes should also have War horses are right."

The second prince didn't hold his breath, his expression changed upon hearing the words.

Chongshan was weighing whether Jiang Yuanxi was like what she said, if he was not satisfied with the price, would she keep them to continue bargaining.

He frowned and pondered for a long time, but Chongshan finally didn't dare to bet. In the previous confrontations, this county magistrate is not someone who can let you lead by the nose. On the contrary, she will try her best to make you follow her steps.

In fact, two stones of grain for a war horse was the final bottom line agreed upon between him and the king. Unexpectedly, the county magistrate raised their bottom line as soon as he mentioned it, and said that there would be no second price.

Chongshan was full of thoughts, and felt that Jiang Yuanxi was really scary.

After thinking about it, a decision is made.

Chong Shan nodded slightly, and said, "How many war horses does the county magistrate want?"

Jiang Yuanxi smiled playfully, "I said I want all of them, will you sell them?"

Chong Shan shook his head and smiled, "The county magistrate is joking."

Jiang Yuanxi smiled meaningfully, "I'm not joking. Then, how many war horses can the Laiha Tribe sell me? Sir Zuo Sage, we've reached this point, there's no need to drag it on."

Chong Shan also laughed, "Yes, the county magistrate is right, five hundred is our limit."

Jiang Yuanxi clapped his hands and smiled, "Master Zuo Xianzhe is really straightforward. Then how many breeds of horses can Master Zuo Xianzhe sell to us?"

"It can only be counted to twenty." Chong Shan said decisively, in order to prevent Jiang Yuanxi from being entangled, he added another sentence, "This is also our price."

Jiang Yuanxi responded immediately, "Very good!"

Chong Shan looked at her curiously and puzzled, "The county magistrate doesn't want more stallions?"

What are twenty stallions worth?There are five hundred stallions in their Laiha tribe. The more stallions there are, the more foals there will be.

Jiang Yuanxi smiled deeply, "Master Zuo Sage, could it be that you just want to make a one-shot deal with us?"

Chongshan: "..." Dare because she thinks that there will be trade horses with their tribe in the future, so she doesn't care if she only bought twenty stallions?
Chongshan really wanted to refute her, but damn it, he couldn't refute.

He could guess what Jiang Yuanxi was going to do with the horse. After all, as an ambitious tribe, the Zuo sage who had the ambition to lead the tribe to unify the grassland would always pay attention to the situation of the neighbor, Beiliang, and had some vague guesses.

But at the same time, this is also an excellent opportunity for the development of the Lai Kazakh tribe.

They bought enough grain and coarse salt from Jiang Yuanxi. After surviving this winter, many little lives will be born in the coming spring. As long as there is enough grain, these little lives will not die too easily.

People are what they lack the most in the Kazakh tribe.

During the civil turmoil in Beiliang, their Laiha tribe also took advantage of the situation to develop and grow. Given him more than ten years, he was confident that the Laiha tribe could dominate the grassland, and he might not be unable to come to this old neighbor to beg for food.

As soon as he thought of such a bright future, Chongshan was a little uneasy, and he didn't say anything dead, "If there is a chance in the future, of course I can continue to do more business with you."

"Coincidentally, I happen to have a second deal with you here." Jiang Yuanxi said immediately.

Chongshan: "."

"I don't know what kind of business it is?" Chong Shan asked.

Jiang Yuanxi glanced at his younger brother, and Jiang Bojin gave her a reassuring look, and Chongshan suddenly became ill.

This gentleman is very good at slaughtering people, what kind of business can he negotiate with?

With a thump in his heart, he heard Jiang Bojin say, "I wonder if there is a lamb in Mr. Zuo Sage's tribe?"

Chongshan: "Yes."

Jiang Bojin smiled even wider, "Very good! We want to buy some lambs, how about ten lambs for one stone of grain?"

Chong Shan almost wanted to throw back what Jiang Bojin had just said to them in his face—why didn’t you grab it?
Sure enough, this person can open his mouth like a lion!
In the end, he silently choked back the old blood, feeling that at such an old age, he couldn't talk so loudly with a junior.

"One stone of grain is exchanged for five lambs, the same price." Chong Shan asserted.

Jiang Bojin muttered, "Then it seems that your war horses are not very powerful, they are worthless at all, and only ten lambs exchanged for one stone are precious."

Hearing that the veins on Chong Shan's forehead twitched again.

In the end, Jiang Bojin said without hesitation: "Okay, let's exchange five lambs for one stone, and we want a thousand lambs."

After that, he looked at Chong Shan with some worry, "You should have such a few lambs, right?"

The second prince said angrily: "I'm afraid you don't have so much food to afford."

(End of this chapter)