The whole paper is four big characters.

The first word in the upper right is "Jin", the lower right is a "Yuan" character, and the left two characters from top to bottom - "Minus Ding".

Fan Xuan dried the ink, folded it and put it in the envelope, branded it with fire paint, beckoned a confidant, and instructed, "You go to Liaodong with the others in a while, don't worry about anything, just be responsible for sending this letter to Lord Fan, be sure to hand it to him personally, and then find a place to stay, if Lord Fan has any news, reply to me as soon as possible." ”

The confidant took the letter and said goodbye.

"By the way, bring more flying slaves, otherwise you will ride back and forth and delay things." Fan Xuan confessed again.

After arranging things, Fan Xuan said to the others, "I have the same view as you, and those who can hide from us and move the materials must be the Mongols, among them, I am afraid that there is not only the collusion of several large tribes, but also the credit of the local small tribes who are willing to be guides and lackeys." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, just now it was said that the Mongols did it, it was instinct, and now listening to Fan Xuan's careful analysis, they all thought so.

The materials they transported this time were huge, even if they were a few large tribes in Mongolia, such as Horqin, a single family could not eat it, and this place was between several large tribes, and whoever wanted to act alone had to take care of other tribes.

Therefore, several large tribes joined forces and contributed their efforts, and the small tribes in the vicinity relied on their familiarity with the terrain and acted as the leading party to accomplish this seemingly incredible operation.

"So many things have been swallowed by them, if they don't come back, even if the golden khan Huang Taiji comes forward." Fan Xuan sighed.

Who has ever seen a wolf spit out the meat that it had eaten in its mouth?

The Mongols got so many things out of thin air, they must have almost divided it at this time, even if Huang Taiji is willing to come forward, but how the Mongols are willing to return it, they must not admit it.

"It's just our stuff, is it so delicious?" Fan Xuan's tone changed, "This time, I want them to walk around without eating, and they will be slaves to Dajin for the rest of their lives." ”

"Then Brother Fan, why don't you write more specifically in the letter." Someone who understood the meaning of those four words asked.

"Hehe, there are some things, just click to the end, if it's too much, it will attract suspicion." Fan Xuan said, "The people we sent to Liaodong only need to truthfully report our losses to the Great Khan, and not add any water, which is enough to make the Great Khan wary of Mongolia." ”

"Oh? Why is that, Brother Fan? ”

"Let me ask you, what kind of goods have we shipped this time?"

"Well, it's mainly millions of catties of grain, but also green salt, tea, cotton cloth, fine iron, sulfur, armor, and bows and arrows..., ah, I see." It dawned on the man.

Grain, green salt and tea, and cotton cloth, although there are a lot of losses, Huang Taiji will not take it to heart, anyway, these things have not been handed over to him, and he can't afford to suffer a loss.

But the latter kinds of things, he can't help but care, although Houjin will not suffer, but these things fall into the hands of the Mongols, and they can form combat power in a blink of an eye, what is the intention of Mongolia to plunder these things?

As shrewd as Fan Wencheng, he only needs to know the cause of the matter, and then see the four words on the letter, and naturally know how to give the Mongols eye medicine along the water.

Even if these four words are leaked, it doesn't hurt, it can be seen that he Fan Xuan is thinking about Dajin, if he writes more content, it will inevitably not be considered selfish.

"It's good to understand," Fan Xuan nodded, "Everyone go back and get ready, and send someone to set off later." ”

......

Not mentioning that the eight major grain merchants were discussing countermeasures here, but said that Zhiwen said goodbye to Lin Yuan and returned to his tent, where Xue Ping, Liu Cai and others were still asleep.

Although he was tired, Zhiwen's spirit was very excited, and he couldn't sleep at this time, so he simply began to count the harvest this time.

As soon as I opened the system panel, I was stunned by these huge numbers, and then I was in ecstasy, but I had to hold back, and I was very hard.

Not to mention anything else, just the grain, there are..., ten hundred million, Zhiwen counted the numbers, sorghum and wheat add up to millions of catties, although it is black and white in the warehouse, compared with their golden counterparts next to it, it seems a little inconspicuous, but it can't stand its huge quantity, and it can also be eaten and sold.

Fine iron, armor, bows and arrows, arming his small team, even ten of the same size are more than enough, Zhiwen hurriedly got the fine iron into the processing workshop and began to make spear heads.

Looking at so many things, Zhiwen can't wait to fly back to Zhuolu Mountain now and distribute them, recruiting people who should be recruited, and training soldiers who should be trained.

But no, the wool harvesting here hasn't been done yet.

After listening to Meng Gen's statement, Zhiwen now doesn't know whether to talk to the herdsmen or ordinary herdsmen about collecting wool, and how to collect wool in this vast grassland is also a problem with their current manpower in Zhuolu Mountain.

By the way, I haven't traded with other tribes yet, and when I arrived yesterday, I was busy eating meat and drinking wine, and I didn't do anything serious.

But now Zhiwen is more confident, originally there were only 100 catties of grain, salt and tea, for fear that it would not be enough for the other party, but now, hehe, Zhiwen doesn't have to worry about not having enough things.

"Brother, come out and wash your face." I don't know when, the three girls all got up, and they brought all the water.

"Here we are." Zhiwen happily got out of the tent and began to wash.

Seeing Zhiwen with two dark circles under his eyes, Nan Nan felt distressed for a while, and couldn't help asking, "It's okay, brother." ”

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well last night." Zhiwen replied while washing, he really didn't know that his whereabouts were discovered by the girls last night.

Although Zhiwen was a little tired, he was in high spirits, and although he didn't know what Zhiwen did last night, he could see that everything was going well, and he also put his heart down.

"Nannan, after breakfast later, you can bring out the grain, salt and tea for everyone to see." After washing up, Zhiwen ordered, "You can watch and handle the pricing matter." ”

The three girls have a lot of strength, and they have distributed things with Li Zhi, these little things can't help them.

"By the way, remember, our focus is on wool." Zhiwen said in a low voice, no matter what he wants to do in the future, how much can he collect now, "If you can't get busy, ask Liu Cai and them for help." ”

Nan Nan nodded her head, indicating that she understood.

"Brother Xiaozhi, what about you? What do you do after breakfast? Xiaoying asked narrowly.

"I, I'm going to talk to their sage Lin Yuan here." Zhiwen saw that Lin Yuan had a high prestige in this place, and he was a Han Chinese, so he felt that if he wanted to buy wool in this tribe for a long time, he might have to fall on him.

Directly find their leader Dalintai? Either he was slaughtered by Dalintai, or Dalintai still handed over this matter to Lin Yuan.

"Brother Xiao Zhi is lazy, hum!" Xiaoying pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Hehe, I'm doing a big deal." Zhiwen responded with a smile.

PS: A flying slave is a pigeon.