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Liu Jin is discussing with Battelle about surrendering. On the other side, the caravans who followed Liu Jin to the grassland have already been busy.
In a huge open space, merchants put all their goods out.
Snow-white Changlu Snow Salt, large iron pots produced by Miyun Iron Factory, rice from generations south of the Yangtze River, white noodles from the north, and pieces of tea bricks and tea cakes, all are placed together to make the guests feel happy. The herdsmen on the grassland knew immediately that they were here to do business.
This time, there were many caravans coming to the grassland. There were thousands of people in the caravan, and the goods they carried were enough and rich enough.
With so many things on display, it immediately attracted the Naiman herdsmen.
A large number of herdsmen gathered around and looked at the salt, iron pots, tea leaves, etc., with their eyes shining brightly.
The exchanges between the Ming Dynasty and the grasslands have always been frequent, but in many cases, because the grassland people often went south to plunder, the Ming court also strictly prohibited mutual trade and merchants were strictly prohibited from smuggling goods to the grasslands.
Especially in recent years, with the little Tatar prince going south every year, the Ming Dynasty's ban has become more stringent. At the same time, border smuggling has been continuously cracked down on in border areas.
Under such a policy, materials on the grassland are very scarce.
Salt, iron pots, tea, grain, etc., these are the most scarce goods on the grassland, especially salt, tea leaves and iron pots.
The grassland does not produce salt, but it is impossible for people not to eat salt.
In the Ming Dynasty, a pound of salt cost tens of dollars per pound. Now, after several price wars, the best snow salt from Changlu Salt Field only costs more than ten dollars per pound.
But on the grassland, the price of a pound of salt can reach several hundred Wen per pound. Of course, the copper coins of the Ming Dynasty are not used on the grassland. People in the grassland often barter.
Often it is necessary to exchange cattle and sheep for salt, and the price is even higher.
But even so, salt is still very scarce on the grasslands.
Shanxi merchants basically started their business by smuggling goods to the grasslands. The profits from this were greater than the profits from sea trade. If they changed hands casually, they could make dozens or hundreds of times the profit.
In addition to salt, iron pots are also popular items on the grassland.
People in the grasslands don¡¯t know how to smelt iron, let alone make iron pots. You can even marry a prairie girl with an iron pot on the grassland, and it¡¯s not a problem to exchange a few cows.
Because if you don¡¯t have an iron pot, you can only cook barbecue.
"It's okay to eat this barbecue for one or two meals, but if you eat it every day, no one can stand it, and you won't be able to drink the delicious mutton soup.
From here you can know the value of the iron pot on the grassland.
The iron pots of the prairie people are passed down from generation to generation and are family heirlooms.
At this time, many herdsmen gathered around and looked at the iron pots, salt, tea bricks, etc. with bright eyes. They needed these things so much.
"Erji, it's an iron pot and salt~"
Qiqige looked at the things displayed by the Ming people in front of her, and couldn't help but excitedly pulled her mother's hand and said.
"I know~"
Anmur nodded solemnly, then tremblingly came to a merchant's stall, pointed at an iron pot and asked, "How much does this cost?"
"Zhang An, come here quickly, I don't understand prairie dialect~"
Zhang Lei is a manager of Sangong Trading House. This time he was ordered to buy wool from the grassland. He brought a lot of things and hired a man who knew the grassland dialect.
There are close exchanges between Daming and the grassland. There are many grassland people who understand the Daming dialect, and there are also many Daming people who understand the grassland dialect.
"What do you want to buy?"
Hearing Zhang Lei¡¯s words, a young guy came over and asked Anmul with a smile.
"How to sell this iron pot?"
Anmul asked nervously.
¡° Iron pots are really too expensive. When she was a child, her father bought an iron pot from Akito, and it took a dozen cows to buy an iron pot.
The reason why she wanted to buy an iron pot was because her iron pot had rotted last year and there was a hole in the bottom. The prairie people didn¡¯t know how to repair the pot, so until now, she didn¡¯t have a pot at home.
She originally hoped that her husband would go south to grab an iron pot last year, but who knew that he would stay in the Ming Dynasty forever with the little Tatar prince?son. "
Zhang An said with a smile.
"This iron pot costs thirty taels of silver each?"
Anmul nodded, her calculations were correct, she pointed to an iron pot and asked.
"Yes, this only costs three taels of silver."
Zhang An nodded repeatedly, then pointed to other types of iron pots and said: "This kind of iron pot costs five taels of silver, and this kind of smaller one with a lid only costs two taels of silver."
"Bring me an iron pot, no, give me three of these iron pots, three of these small ones, and three of these with lids."
Anmul¡¯s eyes shone. Originally, he only wanted to buy an iron pot. But now that he heard that these iron pots were very cheap, he thought about it and immediately bought nine large and small pots.
With such a cheap pot, there may not be a shop like this in this village, so why don¡¯t you buy more.
"How many pots do you want to buy?"
Zhang An was slightly dumbfounded. The other party actually opened his mouth to buy five pots.
"Yes~"
"Hurry up and give me the pot~"
Anmul said quickly, fearing that the other party would regret it.
"Okay~"
Seeing that Zhang An was determined to buy a pot, he quickly took the pot to her according to her instructions, and then said: "Would you like to take a look at these salts? They are all the best Changlu salt, snow-white, snow-white, you can try it Have a taste." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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