Jun Qianqian didn't expect that she would accept two eighteen or nineteen-year-old apprentices when she was in her twenties.

One of them is considered a relative.

As a former top student, she still has the experience of lecturing to her classmates, after all, she has good grades, good looks, and a good temper, and she is a good student in the new era.

It's just that the communication between the top students is always like being encrypted by quantum, and those who have a slightly worse foundation can't understand it, and gradually no one comes to ask her.

Jun Qianqian is very self-aware of her communication skills and patience, and she has never dreamed of the profession of people's teacher.

"Ozawa, can you understand what I taught you?"

Jun Qianqian suddenly became curious.

"Of course you can!"

Ozawa immediately nodded vigorously.

"What about the stories?"

Jun Qianqian told a lot of diplomatic stories in ancient China to Xiao Ze, what is the end of the return to Zhao, Yan Zi made Chu, it is not enough to finish speaking, but also let Xiao Ze write his feelings after reading.

"I feel that the intercourse between tribes is so complicated."

Ozawa's course progress is very fast, or the progress is very jumpy, Jun Qianqian has not systematically studied diplomacy, compared to those professionals in her previous life, what she can rely on is her own brain.

It's all up to your peers.

"In fact, there is no difference between tribes and tribes, and there is no difference between people and people, and the game between countries also has something in common with small families."

Diplomacy in this era is also a war of words, and the Purple Flower Tribe has weapons to rely on, and the pressure of diplomacy will not be very great.

It's just that there are a lot of occasions when you need to play tricks recently.

"Tired of explaining money to others?"

Jun Qianqian looked at Luo Ze, who came back from the bazaar with a exhausted face, and couldn't help but smile gloatingly.

"At times like these, you can feel the huge gap between people."

Luo Ze looked up to the sky and sighed, and poked Jun Qianqian's forehead again.

If it weren't for her, wouldn't this part of the work fall on her head?

"You weren't troubled by other tribes, were you?"

Jun Qianqian was poked and swayed, and looked at Luo Ze with a smile.

"Those who are looking for trouble should at least figure out what we're doing first."

After staying in the Purple Flower Tribe for a long time, facing a group of people who have successfully eradicated illiteracy, Luo Ze is about to lose his ability to tolerate stupid people.

Thank them for renting iron before, otherwise explaining the value of metal, Luo Ze would be eager to knock himself out with a hammer,

"Pura brought you a letter."

"Oh, it's rare!"

Jun Qianqian took the envelope, and she thought that Pula would never pay attention to her anymore.

"She came to the market to look for you, but unfortunately you weren't there."

Luo Zeke didn't feel pity at all.

"Did she say anything?"

Jun Qianqian opened the letter paper and found that what was written on it was all official business.

"She said when Purple Flower's cannonballs were sold to others, let's be the first to sell her."

Luo Ze rolled his eyes in disgust.

Today at the bazaar, Roze was also surprised to see Pula.

"I didn't think you guys were going to show up."

The two tribes had already agreed on the circulation of currency, and Pula would come to contact for the wilderness tribe, which seemed to be overly important.

"Break with you, are you waiting for the day when that hand ** will fall on our heads?"

"It's better to tie it up with Zihua, and when you have a better weapon, you can sell some hands to the wilderness."

If Pula's biggest disadvantage is that she has a small heart, then the advantage of being thick-skinned neutralizes her shortcomings very well.

"Then you wait slowly."

The three tribes of Gaoshan, Yuanye and Zihua used currency to settle in a unified manner, and the tent set up by Zihua became a temporary money bank.

The cloth and garments of the mountain tribes, the meat and milk of the wilderness tribes, and the iron tools of the purple flowers were all necessities, and in the entire southern border, no tribe could bypass them in search of replacement.

"What does it mean that they don't use iron to make tools, but instead make so many small round pieces of iron?"

In the Baiyan tribe, Xia Lan took a set of pattern coins exchanged by the tribesmen and fell into deep thought.

Aren't they afraid that someone will collect these coins and make them into tools?

The White Rock tribe now has enough iron tools to supply its own tribe, and they will soon sell iron tools as well.

Even if the workmanship is not as good as that of Purple Flower, they have rich ore reserves, and they can buy cheaper tools than Purple Flower's tools, so they can quickly seize the market.

Iron is a consumable item, and because of rust and improper use, the tool cannot be used as a family heirloom from generation to generation.

This business can be done for a long time.

And Jun Qianqian, on her side, thinks further.

After getting the favor of the wilderness tribes, they have begun to study the three tribes and build a joint department store.

"We can sell our new weapons."

After the Purple Flower Tribe had a hot weapon, Jun Qianqian did not have the upgrade of the nurse's cold weapon.

Their bamboo bows are no longer used and replaced with composite bows made of wood and leather, which are heavier but have much more stability and range.

Heavy crossbows have also been made into repeaters that can fire ten arrows at a time.

"We don't sell crossbow arrows, but we can sell a batch of bamboo bows."

Bows and arrows are weapons that no one will buy once they appear.

This kind of long-range weapon, which is very advantageous in primitive battles, can have a subversive effect on the battle, unless the other tribes have agreed that no one will buy them, otherwise that tribe has a rich reserve of bows and arrows, and it will definitely gain an advantage in battle.

Jun Qianqian is not afraid that other tribes will resist the bow and arrow together, even if they reach an alliance on the surface, they must prevent other tribes from sneaking away in private, and the final result is the same.

All the tribes bought bows and arrows, the level of battle was improved in the same way, and the pattern of the south did not change.

Only the purple flower made a lot of money.

Even if the Baiyan tribe can soon start selling swords and arrowheads, there is no southeast where bamboo grows, and the cost of bows made of wood cannot be reduced, and Zihua will still make a lot of money.

"I'm surprised, the White Rock tribe should hate us to death, why do they still maintain an iron ore deal with us?"

Jun Qianqian originally thought that the matter of buying ore this year should be completely out of play.

"Maybe we're giving too much."

In order to subtly weaken the Baiyan tribe, Zihua exchanged ore from Baiyan and gave a very rich reward.

Anyway, now that there are so many materials in Purple Flower, they are about to be overwhelmed, and for the sake of long-term strategic goals, it doesn't hurt to lose some benefits in the short term.

Xia Lan secretly laughed at Jun Qianqian's thankless work, but it was a pity that she didn't know that the Purple Flower Tribe had more than one source of iron ore supply, and the location of the underground palace could be counted under their noses if rounded.

In addition, Zihua Heavy Industry has rich experience in the development of heavy industry, and the assembly line operation saves time.