Li Er and the others were already immune to the hawker's head going off the line for a while, but the second of the grassland looked at this goods dumbfounded, with broken hair, wearing two pieces of clothes, wearing a pair of shoes on his feet that he didn't know what style it was, and drawing many symbols!

Jieli looked at Li Er, "The emperor, who is this?" What for? ”

Li Er didn't answer the other party's impolite question, and Xiao Yu next to him immediately said, "This is my Tang National Teacher, the little master of the Ten Thousand Years Uncle Niu, this negotiation is fully responsible for this person, and what he says represents the opinion of my emperor!" ”

"Oh, I see, that's okay, what kind of Uncle Niu is, since that's the case, let's start, my prairie boy can't wait to see his booty, haha..."

Li Er's face was purple and blue, the vendor sat next to Li Er, patted Li Er's leg under the table, handed him a comforting look, and then looked at Jieli, "Okay, since the two Great Khans are so happy, I don't ink anymore, first of all, I want to ask the two Great Khans how much they want me to return the gift before I am willing to withdraw from the army?" ”

Although the hawker put gold on Datang's face in a roundabout way, the strategist next to Er Meng still translated the original meaning of these words to Er Meng, and when he saw the hawker coming up, he asked himself how much compensation he wanted, and Er Meng couldn't accept the other party's straightforwardness for a while, and after a while, Er Meng lowered his head and communicated for a while!

Then Jieli opened his two hands, and then flipped over, "Two hundred thousand taels, gold!" ”

Li Er slapped the table and was about to leave, and the vendor also arched his hand towards Er Khan, "That, Er Khan really doesn't hide it, my Datang has just been pacified, if it weren't for this, Er Khan also knows, you won't easily kill Chang'an City, so these 200,000 taels can't be taken out, if Er Khan insists on asking for so much, then I'm sorry, let's see you in battle!" ”

Jieli was speechless for a while: "Then how much do you say?" ”

"Ten thousand!"

"Smack, you sent me to ask for food, 180,000!"

"Twenty thousand!"

"Sixteen!"

…….

The hawker coughed hard with Ermeng, and finally bit 80,000 to death and didn't let go, Erhan couldn't shout, and thought about it for a while, 80,000 gold plus what the sons grabbed before, although the ending was a bit of Sister Feng's face, but the chest was Liu Yan's, this wave is not a loss! "That's okay, just do as you say, 80,000 taels, give it to us and leave!"

Li Er screwed the hawker hard under the table, this result was eight times that he gave before, this product is a cub selling Ye Tian's heart is not painful!

The peddler pulled Li Er's hand aside, looked at Er Meng with an unchanged face, and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I don't have so much gold in Datang, so I can only give you a thousand taels now, how about giving the rest later?" “

Well, Er Meng was on fire at that time, and the hawker said lightly, "I know that you don't agree, so in this way, anyway, if you directly give you gold to eat and drink, we will convert it into physical goods for you, but first say that if the physical value exceeds 80,000 taels, you have to return it!" “

For the hawker's later proposal, Er Meng is very recognized, and it is true that he brought a bunch of gold home and was earned back by these Han people in the end, it is better to bring some ready-made things back, and 80,000 taels of gold are not obvious when they are sent to everyone, but the material worth 80,000 taels of gold is different, as for what the hawker said later, how much money is returned and less supplemented, hehe, is the meat in the wolf's mouth still spit out?

After Ermeng sat down again, he asked the vendor, "Then let's talk about what you can offer, right?" “

The peddler leisurely lit a cigarette, and spared you like a ghost and had to enter the pit of the Taoist master, so he said to Er Meng very awesomely, "Don't ask me what I can provide, just say what you want!" ”

Seeing that the hawker was so calm, Er Meng was also a little unsure, the two communicated for a while, the hawker held his arms and squinted at the two, Li Er carefully wiped his sweat, not scared, but sad for Er Meng, the hawker's posture shows that this goods are turning some bad ideas!

"Are you two going to think about what you want for a while, don't worry, you can write things down in a notebook first, come, drink saliva and smoke a cigarette!"

Tuli said with contempt: "Only you weak Han people drink water, my son of the grassland gave birth to the first milk is wine, bring me wine!" “

The peddler shook his head funny, you really think you are a fighting nation, raised your hand to open the beer on the table, and poured a glass for Tuli, "Please!"

Tuli picked up the cup and drank it all, and then smacked his lips, "It's okay, but it's far from the mare's milk wine on my grassland, but it's okay, don't say anything else, you can give us a million catties of this wine first!" ”

The peddler immediately sat up straight, and the cigarette butt was extinguished, "Okay, then let's talk about how you can return the extra gift to me Datang!" ”

Jieli, who was writing something in the notebook, looked up in amazement and looked around blankly, what happened? I don't want anything for this, why do you just say "more retreat", Tuli is also confused, I just want a million catties of wine, and this negotiation is over?

The two fierce glanced at each other, and they were furious: "That birdman, are you waiting for me?" ”

The peddler put on an innocent look, "No, didn't Tuli Khan just now ask for enough, one million catties of this wine, that's right, if converted into gold, it will already exceed 80,000 taels!" ”

This time, Ermeng reacted: "You mean this wine is very expensive?" ”

The peddler rolled his eyes, "Nonsense is not, it's not expensive to appear on this occasion, I don't believe you ask these adults next to me, how much does this wine sell for in Chang'an!" ”

Without waiting for Ermeng to ask, Xiao Yu beside Li Er said, "The two Great Khans don't know, this wine is made by my Tang Dynasty National Master from the rootless water of the East China Sea and Tianshan Immortal Grass, in order to increase its taste, and add the clouds of the Nine Heavens, in order to increase the tone, it also adds rare gold, so this wine in Chang'an also costs five pounds of money, just now Tuli Khan directly asked for a million catties, and the price has indeed exceeded 80,000 taels of gold, my little master did not deceive the two Great Khans, I don't believe you can find others to confront you!" ”

After speaking, the old man also asked Er Meng to find someone else to verify in order to show his innocence, but all the people present were acting schools, and when he heard Xiao Yu flickering time like this, he had a true expression, Er Meng swept in everyone's faces and didn't dare to ask, Jie Li glared at Tu Li fiercely, and the vendor put his fingers in his mouth and bit hard, for fear that he would laugh, and the meat on the cheeks on both sides bulged high, so that it seemed that this thing was distressed by this wine, Nima deserved to be a person who mixed up the prime ministers of the two dynasties, and the skill of making up nonsense was much stronger than selling insurance!

Tuli sat down with the expression of a child who had done something wrong, with a cup in his hand, and poured some beer into it, muttering "How can it be so expensive, how can it be so expensive..."

Jieli glanced at Tu Li with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel, and then turned to the hawker, "The million catties of wine just now were canceled, you give us a... Pounds! ”

The peddler picked up a pen and wrote it down in his notebook: 1,000 bottles of beer, brackets, go back and see if you can put it in a plastic bag! "What else does Erkhan want?"

"Well, I said you write it down, the first iron is a million catties..."

The peddler raised his hand and signaled "Stop, I'm sorry, the iron doesn't!" ”

Jieli was angry again, and slapped the pen on the notebook: "You play with me!" ”

The peddler gasped and said the second half of the sentence: "There is steel!" ”

PS "The recommendation has risen so slowly in the past two days, everyone has a few more votes, I'll save some manuscripts first, see if I can mix a recommendation position, the data is really pitiful, I don't dare to speak in the author group every day, everyone is a god, I have to walk around when I see it on the street, pitiful!