"There is a place at the southern foot of the Green Mountain, where there are mines that produce sirth. It's an inaccessible place, and if we can get there in the future, big chunks of it are at our fingertips. Ma Lan smiled.

"The southern foot of Green Mountain? General, where did you get this news from? Du Huan looked suspicious.

"Before I joined Anxi, I worked as a ranger in Chang'an City for a few years. This is the news from a dying Hu Shang. Before he died, he gave me a map. Ma Lu began to talk nonsense.

"General, where is the map?" Du Huan asked.

"After I wrote it down, it was burned."

“……”

Seeing that Du Huan was still very suspicious, Ma Lan smiled and said, "Join the army, don't you believe me?" ”

Du Huan smiled bitterly and said, "General, I am a person who reads. What you're saying is so bizarre that I don't believe there are any mines unless I see it with my own eyes. I have only heard that this kind of thing can be picked up occasionally, and if the whole mountain is produced, my subordinates really dare not imagine it. ”

Ma Lan smiled and didn't mention it again.

Sersa is lazuli, which was produced in Afghanistan and Pakistan in later generations. These places are now the southern foothills of the Green Mountains.

When I traveled in my previous life, I also went to these places and saw the strange scene of the locals covering their hands with cloth to discuss the price of lazuli. Ma Lan remembers very well in that place, since there is still lapis lazuli produced after a thousand years, there is obviously a lot of lapis lazuli. It's a thousand years ago, and the mine probably hasn't been discovered yet.

Since Cersei is so valuable to the Hu people, he might as well occupy this mine, slowly develop Cersei and sell it to the Hu people, and use the money obtained to improve the lives of the Anxi soldiers.

A thousand years later, that land is already outside the territory, and now it is the prosperous Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago, and all the small countries at the southern foot of the Green Mountains are all vassals of the Tang Dynasty. Find a reason to send an army over, and the kings of those small countries will not only not refuse, but will rejoice in the security provided by the Tang army.

Now he has not yet achieved the goal of the main side of Anxi, but he unconsciously considers the problem from the perspective of the chief general of the Anxi army. In his opinion, the most elite border army of the Tang Dynasty should never be as difficult as it is now, and these Han sons and daughters who shed their blood for the expansion of the Tang Empire should have the richest life.

At least the Anxi army should have a real salary, which should not be worse than the regular army of the Abbasid dynasty.

……

The news of the safe return of thousands of Han family sons shook the entire Shule City. The name of General Ma Lan, which was originally somewhat unfamiliar, spread quickly inside and outside the city.

On this day, I don't know how many Anthy old soldiers chanted this name and fell drunk on the streets.

The athletes who returned safely brought a great deal of wealth, and the market immediately became prosperous. Men who have survived a hundred battles will inevitably eat a meal of wine and meat when they see their relatives. After the storyteller from Xizhou listened to the soldiers tell the story of General Ma Lan, after adding oil and vinegar, the heroic deeds of General Ma Lan in various wine shops were told by them vividly.

Ma Lan in the story naturally became a god-like character, and the army took the head of the general from it like a bag, and the general and marshal who didn't see the big cannibal defeated even the tall general, but still died at the hands of General Ma Lan?

By the evening, the story of General Ma had spread to the surrounding villages and military camps. As the story spreads, things naturally get more and more bizarre.

Those who come back alive are lucky, and those who die can never come back. There are also a large number of families of soldiers killed in the war inside and outside the city, waiting in grief for the arrival of the bereavement. The lives of the border people are extremely tenacious, and the loss of their loved ones cannot make them fall, and the living people have to work harder and bear the responsibility of the deceased. The bereavement promised by General Ma Lan was a little comfort in their hearts.

Some rejoice, some are excited, and some are sad and sorrowful. Every time the army returned victoriously, Shule Town was like this. The great martial arts of the Tang Empire were forged with the blood and tears of these tenacious Han border people.

Du Huan walked out of the town guard envoy's yamen, rode his horse around the city of Shule a few times, and was extremely satisfied with the situation in front of him. Although some of the money had to be given up, the purpose of rallying the people's hearts had been achieved, and the money was not spent in vain.

has firmly tied his future to Ma Lan's body, and Du Huan naturally has to think about everything for his general. Listening to the storyteller in the wine shop singing about General Ma Lan's deeds in a hoarse voice, Du Huan suddenly admired his own general. The gold, silver, money, and silk are all empty, and in the land of Anxi, you can get the love of so many Han people, which is not exchanged for any amount of wealth. If you want to do a big job in Anxi, you can't do it without people's hearts.

Du Huan didn't know where today's generals could still care about attracting people's hearts. The general of his family changed his plan and sent a bereavement to Anzai, who died in the battle on the Talas River, which had nothing to do with the invitation to buy people's hearts, and was purely caused by a moment of soft-heartedness.

Some of the soldiers were skilled craftsmen, and the town guard made the yamen extremely spacious, and it didn't take long for a wooden shed for auction to be built in a courtyard.

The next day, Ma Lan came to the wooden shed early, stood on the high platform and picked up the gavel, as if he had returned to his previous life.

The merchants in the city were all waiting outside the yamen, and when they saw the town guard opening the yamen, they immediately rushed in like a tide.

This new auction rule came from later generations. After Du Huan's explanation, everyone understood, each received a number plate, sat on the seat and waited.

Bai Xiaode also came here and mingled with those Hu businessmen. It seems that he is very comfortable in Hu Shangzhong, and he is extremely familiar with everyone, and he does not have the slightest shackle of a town guard.

As the main general, Ma Lan is naturally not suitable for doing this. At the beginning of the auction, it was still Du Huan standing on the high platform.

The large wooden box containing the sorrow was placed on the high platform, and when the lid was opened, the Hu merchants exclaimed in amazement, and they could no longer take their eyes off.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ma Lan's mouth couldn't help but smile. Looks like these guys are going to bleed profusely today.

However, soon, when the auction actually began, Ma Lan was immediately angry.

Du Huan took out a piece of egg-sized Sese, and after showing the reserve price, there were only two people who competed. One is Khaliq and the other is Mustafa. The others were obviously drooling, but no one was involved at all.

And every time these two guys raise the price, they only have ten dollars. After hastily adding a hundred yuan, Harrick directly announced that he would give up and give up the piece to Mustafa.

The second auction was the same, and in the end it was only a hundred copper coins higher than the low price. The difference is that this time it was the old Mustafa who announced his abandonment, and it was Harik who won.

Ma Lan looked at the appearance of those old gods of the Hu merchants, and his heart was also secretly annoyed. These guys are clearly colluding, and they give all the money to these two guys, and they come forward to buy these sers, and then take them back and divide them. The increase of 100 taels of money can be regarded as saving a little face for themselves, otherwise they will not increase the amount of money.

"These damn guys!" There was a hint of coldness in Ma Lan's eyes. If it was in the river, these guys would have dared to do this, they would have been killed with a large army, and it is a trivial matter to break the fortune, and it is nothing to destroy the family.

But this is Anxi, not in the river. These are all honest merchants under the rule of the Imperial Palace, and it will not work to act like they are building and catching and drinking.

Du Huan handed over the second piece of Cerse and Harrick with a painful face, and then looked at Ma Lan. This time, the reserve price was set a little low, and now he doesn't know what to do, whether he should continue this auction.

Ma Lan nodded with a gloomy face, stretched out two fingers, and signaled to triple the reserve price.

The accounts of these Hu merchants can be calculated slowly in the future. Now the families of more than 1,000 fallen soldiers inside and outside Shule City are still waiting for the bereavement he promised, and the auction will naturally continue.

Du Huan understood what Ma Lan meant, took out another piece from the box, and said loudly: "This piece, the starting price is 5,000 yuan!" You've increased the price! ”

There was a commotion among the merchants, and Harik and old Mustafa looked at each other and shook their heads.

After waiting for a while, no one raised the sign, and Du Huan was also a little anxious, and said loudly: "Five thousand dollars!" Is there anything higher? ”

"Your Excellency, you're setting too high!" Harrick said with a smile on his face, "This one is only slightly larger than the two just now, and the reserve price is directly doubled." We really can't do this kind of business. ”

"Yes, sir!" Mustafa also said, "We know that the general needs money to support the soldiers, so we are willing to buy these sirceres at a high price." But the price of this piece is really high. If old Mustafa buys it, he won't make any money. ”

The Hu merchants who did not hold up the sign shouted one after another, all because they thought that the price of this piece was too high. In desperation, Du Huan looked at Ma Lan again.

Ma Luan's face was gloomy and he looked in the direction of Bai Xiaode, but he saw that this guy lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that these Hu businessmen saw the crazy appearance of yesterday, Ma Lan really didn't expect that there would be a failed auction today. was angry in his heart, and suddenly Bai Xiaode snatched the sign from the hand of a Hu merchant next to him and held it high.

"Ten thousand dollars!" Bai Xiaode said loudly, startling everyone.

"General Bai, I don't have so much money." The Hu businessman who was robbed of the brand said with a sad face.

"Without 10,000 yuan, you can enter my town guard yamen today?" Bai Xiaode sneered and glared at that Hu Shang, "But even if you want this piece of sser, General Ben won't give it to you." General Ben just borrowed your brand for a while, where did he say that he wanted you to pay? This piece of Se Se was bought by General Ben himself! ”

The Hu merchants were in an uproar, and both Harik and Mustafa looked at Bai Xiaode, not knowing what the town guard meant. It is said that the profit of 20% is already a lot.

Bai Xiaode coughed, and said: "If you want to buy good things, just honestly raise your cards and pay for them, don't do any crooked ways!" These are the hard-earned money of the fallen soldiers, and they will just earn a few percent of the profits, do they have to make money multiplied? You are not afraid to lose your conscience! If this is still the case, you won't be able to get 35% of the profits! ”