Perhaps it was the sudden appearance of a large group of firefighters/gunners that made the Tartars wary, and Huang Hanxiang ambushed near the entrance of the canyon, and without waiting for the Tartar cavalry to come to retaliate, he could only return to the Galen tribe.

And the three caravans also exited the canyon without danger. The little six sons and the sergeants pulled pack horses, on which were not only the wounded, but also the corpses of ten brothers who had died in battle.

The brother who died on the way of pursuit, Huang Hanxiang would send someone to collect it, cremate it, and send the ashes back.

Shiguantun, the return of Xiao Liuzi and his entourage, brought back not only a large sum of silver taels, but also ten guards who died in battle, one of them, the family is in Tunli, he is also the eldest son of this military household.

The wounded were sent to the clinic for treatment, and the pack horses were put into the stables in the stone fort of the mill.

The three shopkeeper deacons knew what Xiao Ye was doing, so they didn't bother, but sent someone to send some wound medicine and silver taels; After all, Xiao Liuzi and their casualties have seen it with their own eyes.

Xiao Ye did not regret the plan he had made, he didn't see blood in training, and he couldn't train veterans after all, but the strong combat effectiveness of the Tartar horse team made him even more worried; On the grassland, it is not a place where the Ming people walk freely, and the casualties accumulate again and again, where can he bear it with a hundred households.

Fortunately, Li Muchen has good medicine for knife wounds, plus medicine powder that can eliminate wounds and pus, as long as the sergeant who can survive the blood loss level and the bones are connected, he can basically survive, but the disabled can only quit the flag team.

In the more than ten days that Xiao Liuzi escorted the caravan to the grassland, Xiao Ye used up the stones of Bailong Lake, and once again took out two sets of stone grinding components that were several circles smaller from the huge stone mill, combined the two small stone mills, and asked Zuo Shi to take his personal guards to load the stone mill into the carriage and place it along the farthest distance.

According to the title in the grinding plate pattern, the huge stone mill in the mill of the hundred households is the Jiazi stone mill, and the stone mill taken out of the box under the stone platform is the B stone mill. The stone fort where the hundred households are located is also called the stone fort of the first number.

The stone fort of the quarry where the stone mill is located is called the stone fort of the B stone.

The distance between the stone mill in the stone fort of the quarry and the mill of the hundred households, the end is five miles, and the B-shaped stone mill unloaded from the carriage as long as it crosses this distance, the stone mill placed on the ground cannot be rotated at all, and the two horses cannot be pulled.

In the hundred households, Xiao Ye drew a circle of five miles on a simple map, and the best place for these three merchants was actually the low forest south of the stone fort, where in the rolling mountains, beside the three-foot-wide stream, there were large areas of low iron ore stones.

With the guards of Shiguantun, as long as the vine grass is cleared there, it is still very easy to build a mill.

The four B-shaped stone mills were put into use, like four beasts devouring stones, which were simply bottomless pits, and the yellow plaster obtained at the end of the day, the output made Wang Dali's happy eyes narrowed into a line; But Xiao Ye knew that the days of eating alone were coming to an end.

The stone brought back by Xiao Liuzi was put into the B-shaped stone mill overnight, and Xiao Ye, who was standing in the mill and waiting, unsurprisingly saw the number lit up in the lower right corner of the umbrella again from the shining pattern.

Ten newly chopped water umbrellas also immediately ended the task of the water drawing group for nearly a year, and on the cistern behind the land temple, the water umbrellas were opened one by one, collecting the bubbling water in the pool.

The joy and sorrow are that in Li Langzhong, two of the wounded died that night, and no one could do anything about the excessive blood loss.

The next day, the remains of the sergeants who stayed in the Land Temple were collected into the thin coffins made overnight, and the burial of the deceased in Shiguantun was a major event, and Xiao Ye had to attend in person.

When Xiao Ye took the old and young military households in the tun and sent the twelve spiritual seats into the side hall of the land temple, before he returned to the hundred households, he saw the representatives of the three merchants, who couldn't wait to guard the gate of the stone fort.

The deceased is the greatest, and the family comfort has not yet been arranged, so these merchants can't wait; Although he was angry in his heart, Xiao Ye still let the three merchants into the hundred households and sat down in the courtyard.

Wan Ziliang, a talented man in a white shirt, sat silently on the chair behind Baihu like an invisible person.

"Ximen Baihu, this trip to the grassland, thanks to your personal escort, otherwise we will suffer a big loss," Deacon Wang, who was full of emotion, thanked Xiao Ye with his hand.

Huang Deshan and Tian Fangjun also nodded with palpitations, and their eyes softened a lot when they looked at Xiao Ye, if nothing else, even those sergeants who fought to the death were also worthy of their high glance at Xiao Ye.

There are really few hundred households who can train such sergeants at the beginning, and they really haven't seen a few. Of course, if there were more sergeants under Xiao Ye, they might not think the same.

"Well," Xiao Ye nodded sullenly, "I didn't expect that the Tartar was staring at the exit outside the canyon, but the official was careless," a personal guard has reported an encounter with the Tartar last night, and Huang Hanxiang didn't show too much trace in front of these guys, which made him a lot easier."

"If it weren't for the Persians secretly helping, I'm afraid the Tartars would have been down the mountain right now," Xiao Ye raised his eyes to look at the scorching sun in the sky, although there was a high hanging umbrella in the courtyard to shield him from the shade, he still felt that his lips were dry and hot. Deacon Wang brought the gifts they brought, and Xiao Ye didn't even feel good to look at them.

"The official has read the letter from Boudus, and they want to set up a shop on the mountain, and the official has no objection, but the location of the shop must be outside the tun,"

"The stone mill for sale, as for the place where your stone mill will be settled in the future, it must also be behind the mountain, and no mill shall be set up on the mountain," this sentence made the three merchants very disapproving. It's a dangerous place, and they have to think about it if they build a mill on the hill.

Regarding the two points put forward by Xiao Ye, the three merchants on the opposite side have no reason to refute them, after all, Xiao Ye still has the final say in the hundred households, and as long as the Persians' shops are opened, they will not still pay for the goods wherever they are located.

As a result, the newly built compound between the Jiazi Stone Fort and the Jiming Village compound became the place where the three merchants traded with the Persians, and the materials in the warehouse were easily transferred to the newly built warehouse in the stone fort. Secretly, the hundred households and warehouses separated by a wall have already made a passage, just around the southernmost corner.

After the matter was finished, Deacon Wang and the others took their leave, and they had to urgently inform their respective families to see how to negotiate the distribution of goods in the future.

Sitting on the stone bench with a cool silk, Xiao Ye drank the herbal tea without taking a sip for a long time, "Brother Liu Ren, am I in too much of a hurry?"

Wang Ziliang, who gently shook the paper fan and remained silent, smiled faintly, "Shidao, you are already very slow, give up the profits in your hand, at least they won't let you move this year,"

"If you still occupy the contact with the Persians, I'm afraid that the military order transfer of the Thousand Households has arrived in the past few days, and I heard that Qingfeng Valley is a place of a hundred battles,"

"Si," Xiao Ye gasped, "It's not under the jurisdiction of the Gravel Castle, Liu Ren is too careful,"

"Hehe, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, the rafters at the beginning will rot first, Baihu, your earlier business is unique, and I don't know if the other three merchants also smell it, perhaps, it is difficult to say that they will reach an agreement with these three," Wang Ziliang sighed lightly, "Baihu, although you have trapped your hands and feet, but this place may not be a place of struggle in the future, you still have to plan well, maybe there is still a chance,"

"If the Persians put Shang in the Gravel Fort, or Suzhou Wei, no one will pay attention here," Xiao Yequan took Wan Ziliang's assumption as a deaf ear, a joke, and he didn't want to mess with those two places at present.

To Xiao Ye's surprise, after lunch, Deacon Wang came to the door again, and this time, his request was to buy the stone castle in the quarry, including the small stone mill in the stone castle.

The B-shaped stone mill has now become the only place for the old and young military households in Jiming Village and Tunli to eat with their physical strength, and the Wang Si official treats the military households and hunters who go to work, very relaxed, Xiao Ye also opens his eyes and closes his eyes, and he can't see it, but he didn't expect to be targeted by Deacon Wang.

"Deacon Wang, the terrain in the quarry is slowing down, and it is convenient to excavate and transport stones," Xiao Ye looked at Deacon Wang with a serious face, "However, you probably didn't notice that once the Tartars attacked the Shiguan Canyon and wanted to go up the mountain, that stone fort would bear the brunt,"

"Besides, the Persians know better than we know the location of the stone mill better, and wouldn't it be better to wait for them to come and choose the location?" Xiao Ye tried his best to persuade for a while, and finally relieved Deacon Wang's uncontrollable eagerness.

In the next few days, Huang Deshan and Tian Fangjun also found Xiao Ye in all directions, trying to get the stone mill first, but Xiao Ye politely refused for the same reason. In the warehouse of the stone fort of the hundred households, ten kinds of military and civilian materials were being hoarded in an orderly manner, and the raw materials in his hands were gradually consumed.

The increasing population of Bailong Lake is constantly consuming the grain and silver money in Xiao Ye's hands, and the Persian shops must be opened as soon as possible.

Ten days later, with a guard of twenty men, hundreds of pack horses, and a large number of heavy bags, Baodes crossed the canyon to Shiguantun, and officially settled in the compound next to the mill stone fort.

The three merchants of Wang, Huang and Tian also talked about the final result, and in the future, the goods of the Persians would be divided equally among the three families, but the selling price must be unified, and the same should be true for yellow plaster; The exchange of interests under the table, Xiao Ye is unknown.

As for the yellow plaster produced by the quarry mill, it is still exclusively purchased and sold by the Huang family.

In a restaurant in Gansu Town, the other three major merchants in the northwest also got a certain share of the goods, and a vague sales alliance was quietly formed unconsciously.

On the southwest street of the Acropolis, in a medium-sized courtyard, Jiang Jie, who served in the Wei Mansion, was entertaining a distinguished guest.

"Hehe, Master Jiang, you see what you do, every time the old man comes to bother, he asks you to be generously entertained, but he can't help it," the old man in a black robe sat on the big chair in the study majestically, drinking fragrant tea slowly, although he was slightly apologetic in his mouth, he couldn't see any apologies on his face.

The old man dressed as a housekeeper, on the cuff of his right hand, a small word "Jin" embroidered with gold wire is enough to show his identity, Huang Qihao, the chief housekeeper of the Jin Palace.

Although he didn't have the slightest official status, just by virtue of his words, King Jin could occasionally listen to them, and he could make the officials in the officialdom of Suzhou Wei respect him.

"The big housekeeper Huang is serious, Jiang can be sent by the king of Jin, that is the ancestor of the accumulation of virtue, and I hope you will bring one or two more talents," Jiang Jie, who was wearing soft boots in casual clothes, changed his official authority in front of people, and replied softly with a smile on his face, "It's good that the big housekeeper doesn't dislike a little thing outside the body,"

Astragalus Hao, who had a few old spots on his face, stroked the gray beard on his chin, and showed a faint approval on his flabby old face.

Ignoring the stack of silver tickets on the table, Huang Qihao took two sips of hot tea, "The old man hasn't congratulated your son-in-law on his good companionship, but it's rude," as he spoke, he took out a jade pendant from his sleeve pocket and put it on the table, and when his dry right hand was retracted, the stack of silver tickets was gone.

After some greetings, he retreated from the people around him, Huang Qihao coughed, and his face became solemn, "Jiang Yanshi, you are the person recommended by Huang Gongzi, that is, your own person, but you still bother with the things assigned by King Jin,"

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's the blessing of the lower officials to do things for the Jin Palace," Jiang Jie saw Steward Huang calling his official position, and knew that the business was coming, so he hurriedly bowed his hand, "The things you arranged for the lower officials in the past, the lower officials didn't dare to make mistakes, and they will do their best in the future,"

"Well, that's good, you know, there are many people in the palace, and the cost is huge, so it's up to you officials to do things," Huang Qihao's soft words suddenly made Jiang Jie break out in a cold sweat on his back.

Last year, Liu Jin, the eunuch in Beijing, was suspected of conspiracy and rebellion, and the emperor appointed him. was sentenced to "chopping" for three days, although he died the next day, but 3,357 knives, that is not less than a knife, the emperor's grace is mighty.

There are only 100 guards in the palace of the Jin Dynasty in Taiyuan City, which is not daring to violate the rules, but the elite guards have already exceeded 1,000 people, this kind of secret armament, not only Jiang Jie knows, but also the officials in the town secretly know; However, the King of Jin, who has always lived in a simple place, did not do anything other excessive under the banner of protecting the palace, but let everyone turn their eyes open and ignore it.

The eight major merchants in the nine towns of the border pass, plus the Jin Wangfu, privately sold materials and ordnance outside the border wall, and entangled the bandits to monopolize the business route, which has become a channel for gathering wealth, and Jiang Jie was already deeply involved in it three years ago.

"Yes, Xia Guan remember," Jiang Jie, who had already stepped on the big boat, although he was worried in his heart, but the huge amount of money he made every year made him want to stop, and he didn't dare to retreat; Xiao Ye's father, Simon Gale, was in the way of his good deeds, and he reported it to Steward Huang and disposed of it.

"That's good, you belong to Huang San Young Master on the surface, there can't be any mistakes in the channels below, the big money lord in the north wants to see the goods and pay the money," Jiang Jie said a few words, and Huang Qihao said goodbye and left with a smile.

Looking at Huang Qihao's back, Jiang Jie muttered a few words, but he didn't say anything, Ximen Xiao Ye was still useful to Huang Changzu at the moment, and he wasn't sure if he should tell Steward Huang.

But a small immature hundred households, there are only 100 sergeants, if you trouble Steward Huang to do it again, he Jiang Jie will be in the smuggling network of the Jin Wangfu in the future, and his reputation will be ruined.

"Hmph, just let the remnants of your Ximen family live a few more days," after thinking for a while, Jiang Jie flicked his sleeves and strode back to the study. This is not a guard in the mainland, the border army needs some fierce and warlike hundred officers, to find a stepping stone for the officials on the guard to make up for promotion, just with Xiao Ye can bring the head of the Tartar, he can't just find an excuse to destroy Xiao Ye.

What's more, Huang Changzu, the third young master of the Huang family, has also explained, he Jiang Jie still has to find another opportunity, but he can't do it, and then ask Huang Qihao, an old man.

The twenty sergeants brought with Baudus, dyed red in one color, guarded the shop compound in shifts, and these slaves who survived on the steppe, under the leadership of the two flag officers, generally did not leave the compound; Although they spoke Chinese, they wore yellow-green two-section field uniforms, and they were also regarded as outsiders by the military households in the tunli.

Warmly welcoming the arrival of Baodes were naturally the two shopkeepers Wang Deacon and Huang Tian, although they knew that Baodes was just a representative sent by the Persians, and being able to be sent to this remote Shiguantun already showed that Baodes was a pawn who could be discarded at any time.

But the goods in people's hands are good things with a price, and whether they are sold or not is not a matter of words, and it is definitely beneficial to make an intimacy.

Before Baudes arrived, the three families had already obtained the ingredient list of yellow plaster, but after some experiments, each family destroyed several high-grade stone mills one after another, and they got nothing, so they could only pinch their noses to buy stone mills.

Xiao Ye didn't go to see Baodes, but just asked Wang Dali to carry two jars of Fenjiu and go next door to express his heart; Wang Dali, who was originally coughing badly, got some medicine and wine from Li Muchen, and after less than half a year, his face gradually became much more ruddy, and he was able to chat with the wine table at the wine table.

After Bowers had entertained the guests in his compound, he sent them off as soon as it was dark, and the sergeant slammed the gate of the compound shut, and two gun-wielding guards at the gate were strictly blocking the door.

After washing up and getting rid of the smell of wine, through the small door, Bauders came to the Baihu Office, and after seeing Miss Lina, he saw Ximen Baihu and Wan Ziliang in Xiao Ye's small hall.

The next day, Baodes sent someone to invite Deacon Wang, Huang Deshan, and Tian Fangjun, and the four of them showed a manifest in person, which contained three stone mills of B size.

"Within a radius of five miles behind the stone mountain, the stone mills are quite good, and if you follow the ingredient list, you will have good yellow plaster, and I wish you a prosperous business," Bades patiently explained to the three of them in stammering Chinese.

Among the generous gifts given to him by the three families, there were three petite maids, but it made Baudez smile from ear to ear, and besides, the adults of the hundred households did not object, then he was disrespectful, and he was tired for half the night last night.

From here, it can be seen that the three merchants have a clear understanding of which is more important than Xiao Ye and Baodes.

What is particularly puzzling is that until now, Ximen Baihu has not come to visit the upper house of his own business, which is really unbusiness-minded.

They are talking and laughing lively, Xiao Ye, who has been busy all night, is lying down and sleeping at home, Meier and Lena are holding a bamboo cage, snuggling on the kang corner while whispering, while embroidering female red.

Maybe it's because of those few drops of purple medicine, Xiao Ye's figure has risen in less than half a year, and he tosses up the two girls at night, and he is also rampage like a reckless ox plowing the land, which makes Mei'er glad to have Lina to help resist.