Murong Cheng glanced up at the door of Xiaoyao Mansion, a little excited, but also a little complicated!

He was right, Ye Qing really made a contribution from the battle of the Northern Expedition.

As a result, he was promoted to the title of Marquis!

But Ye Qing's credit, Murong Cheng didn't want it in his heart.

If Ye Qing had not assisted Han Zhan and the others, the Zuo Xian Wang Department of his clan would not have suffered a heavy blow, and the result of the border battle would have developed in the opposite direction.

I can't really kill Ye Zhen, the emperor of the Great Zhou.

From then on, the Great Zhou fell into a civil war, so that the Great Turks could profit from it and take the opportunity to take Xihe County and Hedong or Beidi County.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine.

Otherwise, he would definitely not give that map to Ye Qing.

"I hope to get more information from Xiaoyao Mansion and get enough things that are conducive to the rise of my Great Turks, otherwise I will not be able to return to my homeland to see the Great Khan in this life."

Entering the gate of Xiaoyao Mansion, Murong Cheng straightened his clothes and resumed a smile on his face.

After passing the entrance, Murong Ying saw Ye Qing coming out of the hall, and immediately said:

"I've seen Your Highness! It is an honor for Murong to be greeted by His Royal Highness! ”

"Hey! Brother Murong is polite, who of the two of us is with whom, do you still need to be so polite? Ye Qing walked over, gently held Murong Ying's hand and patted it gently:

"Some time ago, because I was busy with affairs, I wanted to go to Brother Murong to thank you, the map you gave me can be regarded as a great help, and I have made great contributions to defeating the Turkic dog thieves in my Great Zhou, if it weren't for my slight words, I can't ask for credit for you, I would have praised you to Your Majesty a long time ago!"

This pierces the heart!

When Murong Cheng heard this, his heart was like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

I am a sinner of the Great Turks!

I'm going to give this dog prince a map!

He was cursing with blood in his heart, but Murong Cheng still maintained a bright smile on his face, and instead replied in ecstasy:

"It's good to be able to help His Highness, His Highness made meritorious service and was named a marquis, and the grass people didn't come to say hello to His Highness, but let His Highness invite him, it's really embarrassing!"

Feign!

It's so special!

This can be hidden, and it is worthy of being an undercover ace.

Ye Qing sighed in his heart, and then pulled Murong Cheng into the hall and said: "A marquis, it's not worth mentioning, I invited you over this time, mainly to thank you, in order to make up for you, I specially left you two money-making businesses, I don't know if you are interested!" ”

"Your Highness, please say, as long as you can use the grass people, Murong Cheng is willing to go up to the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire, and he will definitely not frown!" Murong said with an oath.

How sincere and sincere the attitude should be!

The unhappiness in my heart was quickly suppressed.

He knew that he should really be trusted by Ye Qing.

Otherwise, I won't invite you to the house to discuss business.

"I knew that my Murong brother was bold, and he deserved to be a straightforward man in my Xihe County!" Ye Qingdao:

"Let's talk about the first business first, this thing is done, I will ensure that Brother Murong's family has a lot of money!"

"Your Highness, please speak!" Murong was also a little curious.

Foolproof!

Ye Qing really dared to blow it.

What kind of business can be so profitable.

If this is the case, then he must work hard to earn it, and when he earns the money, he will buy supplies for the Great Turks and send them back to the steppe to atone for the Great Khan.

Then use these materials to strengthen the soldiers of the Great Turks and attack the Great Zhou.

Ye Qing's eyes motioned to his subordinates to take out the lacquer box, and then opened it.

"What is this?" Murong Yin's sense of smell was very sensitive, and he smelled a familiar smell.

Salt was too important for the Turks.

The grasslands do not produce salt, and they are extremely dependent on imports.

The Great Zhou side relied on smuggling, and the rest was coarse salt purchased at a high price in Beishiguo and other places.

Ye Qingdao: "This is salt, I call it snowflake salt!" The value of this thing I think Brother Murong has been running business all year round, when you know its profit and value! ”

It's really salt!

But...... It's as white as a snowflake!

Murong was a little shocked.

Although there was speculation, Ye Qing said it himself, which still surprised him.

Salt can be made so pure, it is definitely a holy thing from God.

It must have moved the fairies of Ahla Mountain, and it was their holy tears that they shed!

Murong Wei's body trembled, and he was excited.

"Your Highness, can you taste it?"

Ye Qing nodded, and Murong Cheng wiped it with his hand.

He wanted to cry when he found it salty.

This smell is too authentic, and it has a salty taste.

No impurities at all!

"Thank Your Highness for the salt!" Murong Cheng suddenly knelt down, he knew that Ye Qing had asked him to come over and cooperate, and he was willing to sell salt.

Selling snowflake salt.

It's definitely going to make a lot of money.

"Get up, I called you here for this salt, and you have tasted it, so I'll make a long story short, I want you to sell them to all the nobles of the grassland, for this price!" Ye Qing stretched out five fingers.

Murong said: "Your Highness is talking about fifty Wen?" ”

The general coarse salt is five or six dollars a catty, and the snowflake salt is ten times more generous.

Ye Qing shook his head, and Murong Cheng said again: "Your Highness is talking about five hundred texts!" ”

Ye Qing still shook his head, Murong Ying took a deep breath and said, "Your Highness won't be thinking about five thousand words!" ”

"Nope! It's five thousand times! Ye Qing said with a smile.

5,000 times, according to the current market price, coarse salt is 50 wen, and 5,000 times is 25,000 wen!

Around the ups and downs of Murong negative shopping malls and frontiers, as well as being a spy walking on thin ice in Da Zhou, he was also scared.

Fart. The strand involuntarily slid forward.

Five thousand times!

You want to grab money!

Just reading this number, he felt his teeth cold.

"Your Highness, will it be too expensive!" Murong Cheng couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to sell it so expensive.

It's so expensive, how can everyone afford it in the Great Turks.

Ye Qing smiled: "Is it expensive?" It's not expensive at all, it's snowflake salt, extremely pure and noble, luxurious and silky, only noble people can enjoy it, we sell not only its value, but also its noble meaning. ”

&nb's luxury and silkiness go hand in hand!

Noble and can't be used for money, fart is not one.

As a businessman who has been in business for so many years, he understands too well that those unrealistic things are basically a fart.

It's the naked benefits that are fundamental.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid it's not good to go far away from the grassland, you know, those people have no money!" Murong Cheng really didn't want to sell such an expensive snowflake salt to his own clan, although he didn't need to spend money, it was those noble nobles who spent money, but those warriors whose wealth was used to martial the Great Turks were not good?

Ye Qing knew that Murong Cheng wanted to know, and he also knew that he would refuse, so he shook his head slightly and said:

"No, there is never a shortage of money on the grassland, their wealth is unimaginable, what they lack is such a superb thing as snowflake salt, and the purchase of snowflake salt does not have to be sold for money, it can be exchanged for some other things, even if it is worthless......"

We are richer than fart, what are you doing on the grassland, Murong secretly slandered himself, but he was quickly attracted by Ye Qing's words, and hurriedly asked:

"Your Highness! What worthless things can be exchanged? ”