There was also a curfew in Dali City, so I found a team of street patrol sergeants to ask for directions, and those sergeants obediently took Li Kuan to the post house where the Tubo caravan was stationed.

In the north of October, the northwest wind is blowing. Seeing that those sergeants often inadvertently stamped their feet to keep warm, Li Kuan realized that winter was coming.

As soon as he knocked on the door, the Tubo people hadn't slept well, and hurriedly lit torches to welcome Li Kuan into the door.

I originally wanted to send the sergeants who led the way away, but I casually asked if they were Hu or Han, and those sergeants said in unison that they were Han.

What else is there to say, let's have a glass of wine to dispel the cold. He also found that the houses of the Tibetans were full of all kinds of furs, and each of them was given one to block the wind at night.

The sergeants were grateful for Dade's farewell and left, and there was no doubt that by noon tomorrow, the very different attitude of the king of Chu towards the Han and Hu tribes would spread throughout the city of Dali.

The Tubo people had relented, and the first few people who knew Chinese and eight monks were responsible for reporting to Li Kuan.

It turned out to be just a very ordinary exchange of materials, but I didn't expect to be affected by Li Kuan's defeat of Jieli, and it was delayed for half a month and it was not completed. Seeing that the north wind was howling, once the snow began to fall, they could not return to the plateau, so they could only wait for the next three years of snow to melt before going back.

In this case, that Ajugusi moved the idea of killing Li Kuan to make a name for himself. According to his thoughts, if he succeeds in killing the Demon King, not to mention the Megatron Turkic Zhuhu, he can at least get Jieli's gratitude. Isn't the benefits endless in the future? How could he have thought that the strength of this demon king was even more terrifying than the legend, and he lost his life directly. was also made a play with the ghost after death, which can be said to be quite tragic.

Asked again, it turned out that what these Tibetans needed most was salt and iron, in addition to food. And the main thing, salt! It doesn't matter if there is no grain and iron, after all, it can barely be made, but the importance of salt is completely beyond Li Kuan's imagination. Even if they can't get the salt, they will go back to a miserable fate.

And what surprised Li Kuan the most was that there were so many furs, herbs, and a few boxes of gold, silver and jewelry in the post house, and even the Tubo people specifically mentioned that there were fifty yaks outside the city...... All things add up, and their goal is only five hundred pounds of salt!

Is salt really so rare these days? If you ask carefully, it is still cheaper to dare to love Dali City, and they go to Tianzhu and Nanzhao to exchange, and the price is higher! They were closer to Yanzhou, but no one there wanted to give them salt. They can only go around to Dali City, and these Sui Dynasty officials will also look at the face they have paid in the past few decades, and exchange a little salt for them.

It is no wonder that later Tubo would continue to set off wars of aggression around the salt-producing areas, and it turned out that Tubo at this time did not know how to make salt! At this time, Tubo, strictly speaking, was still a loose tribal form, with each department fighting each other for three days, and often facing the military threat of Tuyuhun. Life was pretty miserable.

I finally saved some belongings and went to Qinghai to exchange for some salt, but the Tuyuhun people said okay, bring the things, don't go, there are still a few cattle herders here. Then, there is no then. The salt has not been exchanged, the things are gone, and the people are gone.

I didn't do it well, so I had to make a detour of thousands of miles and come to the Sui Dynasty government, which used to be the Khan of the Heavens. Although it is a small court in exile, the bearing of the country is still there. I am willing to give salt, but it is not as good as in previous years. After all, they didn't have a good time. The reason why I had to bring a few boxes of gold, silver and jade, as well as those furs and medicinal herbs, was to pay tribute to the Sui Dynasty! It doesn't count towards the exchange at all.

In other words, the most valuable part is a gift, which is simply used to open up the joints for favors. Then the real deal is 50 yaks in exchange for 500 catties of salt! This is special, even the blackest profiteer in his previous life, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to do this, right? What's even more terrifying is that all the forces dealing with Tibet have tacitly unified their attitudes. Let the Tibetan people think that salt is worth this price! Could it be that salt is the key to human wisdom?

There is also this layer of old hatred in the little black book of the Tubo people, and later when Tuyuhun was taught by the Tang Army to be a man, the Tubo who had risen suddenly became a villain and took a hard bite. Completely swept Tuyuhun into the garbage heap of history.

Judging from what happened later in history, the actions of the surrounding forces towards Tibet are indeed very reasonable. Immediately after these guys took a breath, they revealed the face of the robbers. Killing and plundering everywhere, without humanity. After being taught a lesson by Tang Jun for only a few days, Li Shimin took a princess Wencheng in exchange for only a few decades of stability, and then there was still an endless war.

The reason why Ajugusi appeared with eight monks was to open up joints along the way. If it weren't for this guy with the aura of "Reincarnated Venerable" on his head, this caravan would have been killed and robbed as soon as it hit the plateau.

Thinking of the monastery he found in Ajugusi's memory, this guy had been in business for hundreds of years, but he had saved a lot of good things. Well, it's worth paying attention to. At least it can't fall into the hands of others! Let those eight monks run well for a few years, which is the best base.

"Wait! I went to find some salt and will be back soon. ”

Li Kuan admonished, jumped out of Dali City on a tiger, and ran southeast for nearly thirty miles according to the location in his memory, and found a valley. I found out that there was a small rock salt mine here, which I thought had little mining value, but now it is enough to send the Tibetans away.

When you find the rock ore, first throw a spell that turns fossils into mud and directly turn out a few tons of raw ore. Throw another earth-based purification spell and easily make two or three tons of pure salt. The mine was backfilled and returned to the Great Castle Inn.

With the addition of eight monks, there are nearly fifty people in the Tubo caravan, and the task of so many people is actually 500 catties of salt? It's incredible to think about. But this is the reality, because in any organization in these days, salt is a controlled material. Something else can be given more, salt definitely not.

Spread a large leather on the ground, and released two piles of salt: "The big pile is a thousand catties, take it back and pay it." The small salt is about 500 catties, and the eight of you take it back, take care of the temple, and wait for the king to receive it. ”

A group of Tubo people hurriedly knelt on the ground, one by one old tears, so much salt, it is still the best refined salt as white as snowflakes! Such a good salt is simply not a treasure that can be found in the mortal world! They have never seen it in their lives, this noble man of the Tang Dynasty is really a living Buddha! It doesn't matter how he brings the salt, what matters is that he is willing to give these untouchables so much such good snow salt!

With this salt, what Ajugus, what the first fierce general under the great minister's account, if you die, you will die. In these days, human life is not important! Compared to the Demon King, those two plus one can't catch up with someone's leg hair!

Ignoring the offense of these uneducated guys who regard themselves as Buddhas, he advised: "Yak, you go to find the envoys from the Tang Dynasty tomorrow and hand them over." I took these herbs! In the future, you will go to the nearest Tang Army to exchange salt, and I will greet them. As long as you bring enough things, I can give you a thousand catties of salt every year! ”

Saffron, cordyceps, although these things are useless to themselves, they can be taken back to please Sun Simiao, and the old man can keep them to make snot bubbles.

Unexpectedly, in addition to a few large bags of medicinal herbs, there were two boxes of large and small jade, and a box full of gold and silver. This thing...... Tsk, forget it, take it first, you can't be cheap to outsiders.

As for those furs, thinking of the appearance of the sergeant I saw before, I simply put them away, maybe when they will be able to use them.

The Tibetan people are excited, compared to these salts, the annual transaction quota of 1,000 catties is more surprising to them. This is simply a big event worth burning a few slaves to thank Immortal Heaven!

Li Kuan was just about to leave, and several monks hurriedly bowed down: "Your Highness, can you give me a token?" "The matter of Ajugusi being split is estimated to have spread long ago, and there is no token of the king of Chu, let alone protecting the caravan, whether he can live or not.

Li Kuan took out a gold brick from their box, this thing is just like the folk style of Tibet, rough and barbaric, a big man weighing ten catties, the surface is pitted, and there is no beauty of gold at all. And the impurities are also quite large, it is estimated that there are less than nine CDs.

The Five Elements Jue was good at manipulating all the Five Elements Element, and the gold bricks slowly softened in his hands, and a wriggling visible to the naked eye quickly turned into a puddle of gold clay, followed by a burst of change, and finally turned into nine exquisite gold medals.

Each of the eight monks had one, and the last one was given to the one who could speak Chinese in the caravan: "If anyone dares to grab the gold medal, don't scruple about it, give it to him!" It's important to save your life, and then pass the news to Datang, and I'll handle it! ”

The Tubo people were very moved, and kissed Li Kuan's boots next to each other, directly upgrading him to a new god.

Li Kuan left Dali City, galloped all the way, ran northwest for most of the day, and came to a big mountain. Last night, when I was using the dream illusion, I stumbled upon something interesting in that Shiva's memory.

The mountain, known as Eagle's Beak Mountain by local herders, belongs to the Helan Mountains. In addition to the eagle's beak at the top of the mountain, there are also several species of eagle birds of prey. What impressed Li Kuan was one of the giant rock eagles with a wingspan of more than three meters. In Shiva's memory, he wanted to go up the mountain several times to catch it, but he couldn't even climb the mountainside, so he could only look at the mountain and sigh.

Telling Xiao Liang to play at the bottom of the mountain, Li Kuan changed into a tight jacket and climbed up the relatively flat mountain path.