Our family has been rebelling for generations, and you've become the top scholar in the imperia

The sky is bright.

Qin Feng and his companions led their horses to the vicinity of the grassland trade market, where the entire perimeter was filled with simple tents.

Before the group could even enter.

Some tents were open, and disheveled men from the Great Zhou Dynasty emerged from them. Judging from their clothes, they were probably shop assistants.

Behind them was a grassland woman sitting inside, also getting dressed.

Her face was not clearly visible.

However, after seeing Qin Feng and the others looking over, the woman inside immediately waved her hand, signaling them to come into the tent.

"What's this for?"

Qin Feng was somewhat curious.

isn't it?

Has this kind of clandestine trading developed in the border markets?

There are quite a few tents nearby, several hundred in total. Could they all be grassland women selling themselves?

"I'll go take a look!"

Niu Wu strode over and squeezed into one of the tents that was waving at him.

soon.

He walked out grumbling and cursing.

"That woman went in and started taking off her clothes! What was she doing? She scared the hell out of me! Do you think I'd let her take advantage of me like that? If she weren't a woman, I'd have punched her to death!"

"Young Master, I think I remember now."

Cao Liang frowned slightly, watching the tents from which men kept emerging.

He said softly:

"I heard from Gou Jiajun that women on the grasslands have no status, especially ordinary women like this. After their husbands die in battle, they will set up tents here and invite men in."

"You don't accept money?"

"I heard they don't accept money."

After hearing what Cao Liang said, Qin Feng seemed to understand a little.

The climate on the grasslands is harsh, especially in winter when blizzards are frequent.

Therefore, the survival rate of offspring is very low.

Often, a tribe would have dozens of children, but only a few would survive to adulthood. It's only now that the Great Zhou has opened a trade market here. In the past, there wasn't even enough medicine or basic warm clothing. Not to mention children, some adults would freeze to death.

They were still not satisfied with that and kept trying to attack the border.

"Let's go inside the market and take a look. I see there are still caravans outside. Since we can't come out from Pingsha Pass, they must be merchants who crossed the Yellow River and came from another route."

On the other side of the market, many horse-drawn carriages were parked, fully loaded with goods.

You can see some people sleeping near the carriage.

As for what kind of goods they were, they were covered by something, so Qin Feng couldn't see them.

but.

There are only a few roads leading to the grasslands. Pingsha Pass is closed, but these merchants can still come. The shortest route is to go through Shaanxi Prefecture, cross the Yellow River, and then take another road to get here.

Unexpectedly, while the grasslands were attacking the border, the merchants here were unharmed and were able to successfully reach the border market and conduct business normally.

"Who are you people?"

"From our Li's Trading Company!"

"You have no goods; are you here to buy secondhand goods from dealers?"

Just then.

From the opposite convoy, a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper stepped out and glanced at Qin Feng and his group.

Their gazes quickly fell on Qin Feng.

He was surrounded by several strong and muscular men, who appeared to be scholars, exuding an air of intellectualism.

Li Long had traveled all over the country for many years, in charge of transporting goods for caravans, and later in charge of trade with the grasslands. He could almost immediately tell the identities of Qin Feng and his companions.

Merchants who buy goods from the grasslands.

The main purpose was to bring silver to inspect the goods, place an order, and then transport them back by carriage from other caravans.

This is not only safe, but also saves some costs.

After all, each caravan employed a number of people, and even if they encountered bandits along the way, they had the ability to protect their goods.

"If you choose the goods, our Li's Trading Company offers low prices for transportation. We have ample manpower, it's safe, and we have our own people at the ferry crossing, so the authorities won't confiscate too much!"

"Brother, if you have selected your goods, you can contact me at the entrance of the trade market."

"Other caravans are not as safe as our Li's Trading Company, and the fees will be higher. However, we can also find ways to bring back some other items."

After listening to what Manager Li said, Qin Feng smiled and nodded.

"We'll go inside and select our goods first, then come find Brother Li last."

I really didn't expect that.

This has formed an industry chain.

Even transportation is handled by specialists, and the other party mentioned having connections in government offices, so some special goods can also be transported back.

Since they can be transported back, it means that some special goods can also be transported here.

"Let's take a look around inside first, and then talk to Manager Li later to find out what's going on. Logically speaking, such a big thing happened in the Alitan tribe, how come no one here knows about it yet?"

With questions in mind.

Qin Feng and his group entered the market.

Each shop had just opened its doors.

The entire market had only one road, and the simple shops built on both sides were all made of wood. Some didn't even have a sign; the shopkeepers would hang a wooden board outside, which served as the shop sign.

After walking for a while...

Qin Feng then realized that the shops on the right were all run by merchants from the Great Zhou Dynasty, while the shops on the left were all selling wild boar skins from the grasslands.

The items they sell are also different.

"Um?"

Qin Feng frowned as he looked at a shop where a set of military armor was openly displayed.

If this were in the Great Zhou Dynasty, having this armor in one's household would be tantamount to rebellion; it would be a matter of utmost importance.

How dare they sell in public like this?

"Let's go in and take a look!"

"Shopkeeper, how much is this armor?"

Qin Feng arrived at the shop entrance and touched the set of armor outside. The workmanship was excellent, and... he could vaguely tell that it was made by artisans from the Ministry of War. This was armor supplied to the army.

It wasn't for ordinary soldiers; it was usually only for people of a certain status.

How could such a thing be secretly transported out of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

"We're not selling. Don't you know the rules? The rules here at the border market are that weapons can only be sold to the grassland people. If you want to choose goods, go to the other side. What are you looking at here with our own people?"

"Besides, if you buy this, would you dare use it? Aren't you afraid your whole family will be beheaded?"

"Go away, don't cause trouble here so early in the morning. If those people start targeting you, don't blame me for not warning you. These people from the grasslands won't let you go without several hundred taels of silver."

The shop assistant walked out the door, glanced at Qin Feng and his group, and cursed irritably.

They pushed the person onto the road.

crazy?

The people of Da Zhou came over and asked about the armor, as if they thought they had lived too long.

"Keep an eye on them, close the shop door, restrain the people, and question them thoroughly about what happened. Where did this armor come from?"

Qin Feng looked around. There weren't many people in the market at the moment; everyone was busy tidying up their shops and no one was paying attention to this area.

He immediately whispered an instruction.

They continued into the shop with their entourage.

Liu Tu, who was following behind, hurriedly put away the armor and weapons outside and locked the door behind him.

"Don't make a sound!"

After Cao Liang entered, he drew a short knife.

It was pressed against the neck of the worker who was carrying things inside.

"Our young master has something to ask you. Answer honestly, or I'll make you use force!"

"Where's your manager? Are you all alone here?"

Qin Feng squinted and pulled out a chair to sit down.

He asked with a gloomy expression.