"How much grain can a sheep get in exchange for you?" Battle asked in a deep voice.

Hearing Niu Venus's offer to the slave, Battle was really moved.

There are still a large number of slaves in the Zarut Ministry. In the coming harsh winter, in order to save rations, these slaves were either killed in advance or starved to death on their own.

Anyway, they are all dead, why not exchange these slaves for food that the tribe desperately needs. Perhaps with the help of the grain in exchange, the Zarut Ministry will be able to survive the winter safely.

As long as the tribe can survive the winter safely, the slaves will be robbed again next year.

Battle believed that as long as the warriors he brought with him could eat enough, it would be easy to grab some slaves the following year after the winter.

"How much grain can a sheep be exchanged for?" Niu Jinxing was stopped by Battle, he didn't know the market of grassland exchange at all!

Desperately recalling what the old shopkeeper Zheng Ming said, Niu Jinxing helplessly found that he really couldn't remember this.

"This," Niu Jinxing thought to himself, anyway, it's nonsense, I'll report to him at the lowest place, he loves to believe it or not.

"This sheep can be exchanged for 20 catties of rice." Niu Jinxing said casually.

In fact, no matter how much Niu Jinxing said, Battle was ready to agree to him.

In Battle's opinion, even if a slave is exchanged for only one pound of grain, the trade is worth making. After all, it's the equivalent of picking it up for nothing.

Just listening to Niu Jinxing say that the grain is rice, Battle couldn't help frowning.

Rice, this kind of food, the grassland tribes are not used to eating it! Everyone always feels that they can't eat enough when they eat rice.

"This, can you change your face?" Battle asked a little shyly.

Couldn't understand Battle's language, but Niu Venus could read his expression.

Seeing Battle frowning, Niu Venus said: Look, he thinks the price is low, then I have to fall lower.

After the veteran finished translating, Niu Jinxing said without hesitation: "If you change your face, you can only change 6 catties of thick noodles." ”

In Daming rice is 0.6 taels of silver per stone, and the noodles are slightly more expensive, about 1 tael and one stone. But that's the price of fine noodles. The price of coarse noodles is cheaper than rice.

Translating Niu Jinxing's quote over, even the veteran of the translation couldn't help but laugh.

This little boy is obviously making fun of each other? This kind of offer has no sincerity at all, and this is purely a joke.

6 catties of noodles is okay, it's better than 20 catties of rice.

"Then it's decided." Battle agreed. He also heard that the other party was deliberately lowering the price, but he didn't dare to bargain with the other party anymore, and he didn't know how to fight for a high price.

Although it is a grain picked up for nothing, can it be a little more? Even though I'm just a fighter, I can still tell the basics. Battle thought helplessly.

Jumping off his horse and holding out his palm, the size of a fan, Battle waited for the kid opposite to make a formal contract with him.

Seeing Battle spread out his palms, a smile congealed on the face of the veteran who was the translator.

What's the situation?

This is so unscientific!

Seeing Battle's movements, Niu Venus was also a little dazed.

That's a sign of agreeing to a contract! The old shopkeeper said that the Mongols are illiterate, and a high-five is a contract.

Looking at the actions of the stupid big man on the other side, it seems that he agreed to my conditions. Is there something wrong with his brain? If I keep the price so low, can he still say yes?

Niu Jinxing touched the veteran beside him and asked softly, "What is that stupid big guy doing?" ”

"Silly big guy?"

The veteran who came back to his senses very much agreed with Niu Jinxing's title.

"That stupid big guy agreed to your proposal, he wants to make a contract with you!" The veteran dutifully translated Battle's words.

Can he agree to such conditions? It is estimated that there must be fraud.

Looking at Battle's fan-sized palm, Niu Jinxing's heart was a little hairy.

This guy can't be a high-five guy trying to capture me alive, right?

Damn, the negotiations before this battle are really dangerous!

But the words are all here, and if you don't even dare to give a high-five, won't you make people laugh at it until you get old?

Whatever, people die and birds rise to the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years.

Gritting his teeth, Niu Jinxing jumped off his horse and walked towards Battle.

On this battlefield where the corpses were lying down and surrounded by bloody qi, Niu Venus gritted his teeth and walked towards Battle, who was one size bigger than him.

One step or two ......, the veteran who served as an interpreter on the side was also ready to draw his sword, ready to turn his face and make a move at any time.

One step, two steps, three steps, Niu Jinxing walked up to Battle, stretched out his hand and struck three palms in a row on Battle's open, fan-sized palm.

Bang bang, the contract was successful.

That's it?

Niu Jinxing looked suspiciously at his right hand that was high-fived.

The contract was successful.

As soon as he turned, Battle took the pouch off his horse.

Battle's huge man, his movements turned around very lightly, like a huge cheetah, and the movement gave people a very agile feeling.

It seemed that it was only for a moment, and the stupid big man on the opposite side took a big wine bag from his horse.

Looking at Battle's agile movements, Niu Jinxing had no choice but to admit that if this stupid big man really did something with him, he was far from being the opponent of the other party.

"Here you go!" Battle handed the wine bag to Niu Jinxing and made a drinking gesture in his hand.

There is no need for translation for this action, Niu Venus can see it completely.

Niu Jinxing pulled out the stopper of the wine sac and poured a large mouthful into his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem."

Niu Jinxing, who had never drunk alcohol, was choked by the unique taste of mare's milk wine and coughed repeatedly.

As soon as he snatched back the wine bag and poured down a small half-bag of mare's milk wine in one gulp, Battle muttered contemptuously.

Niu Jinxing, who coughed for a long time to recover his strength, quietly asked the veteran: "What did he say?" ”

"The stupid big man said: If you can't drink, you can still be considered a man?" The veteran couldn't help but laugh and whispered to Niu Jinxing.

Looking at Niu Venus's flushed face from being provoked by alcohol, Battle felt that he seemed to be a little hasty.

This young man should not be able to be the master of the caravan yet. However, it doesn't matter, he's just looking for an excuse to withdraw his troops anyway.

The conditions that the young man agreed, if the caravan could really agree, it would be even more unexpected.

"Let's quit the army, and I will leave you 10 good horses, which can be regarded as reparation for this reckless offense." Battle exclaimed.

"As for the deal, I'll arrange for someone to come to you." With that, Battle turned on his horse and turned to leave.

Looking at Battle's distant back, Niu Venus was a little stupid.

Is it true or not?

And that's how an agreement was reached?

Niu Venus returned to the car formation in a daze. As soon as Niu Jinxing said the matter, Zhang Yunyi and the others were also stupid.

What's going on?

How to make a low-intensity charge and negotiate peace, this is too child's play.

Could it be that the Mongols really don't know each other without fighting?

Haven't you heard of the custom of fighting a battle before making a transaction?

However, whatever he is, the Zaruts are willing to retreat, and the caravan is not wanted!