Hadanbaatle never imagined that he would have a day of business on the battlefield.

It's just that this battle can't be fought for a while, but you can listen to what this Central Plains woman wants to say.

Under the sun, Hadanbaatle's beard looked rough and manic, and his eyes widened: "Central Plains woman, what do you want to say to me."

Yu Guang smiled gently: "I am the newly canonized Changbei Hou of the Imperial Dynasty, Luocheng, Sacrifice City, and Zecheng are all my fiefdoms."

Hadanbaatle's eyes narrowed fiercely, "You're trying to beg me to retreat."

Yu Guang stood with his hands in his hands, and smiled softly at Hadanbaatle: "It's not a request, but I want to buy your wool and milk."

Hearing this, Hadanbaatl was slightly stunned, and then quickly became vigilant: "You want our cattle and sheep."

Their country is composed of various tribes, and cattle and sheep are their roots, and this woman's tone is not small, and she actually wants to cut off their roots.

Yu Guang shook his head lightly: "It's not cows and sheep, it's milk and wool."

What she wants to do is the path of sustainable development.

Hadanbatel frowned, "What do you want these things for?"

Yu Guang's eyebrows curled with a smile: "This is my question, you just need to think about what you want to exchange with me."

Hadanbaatle's expression became more and more solemn: "Now that it's cold, you asked me to shave off the wool, do you want to freeze our sheep to death?"

Their flock is as numerous as clouds in the sky, and they shed their feathers at least twice a year.

But wool is not valuable, and the wool can only be made into some felt at most, and the rest is gathered together and used to start a fire in winter.

All the sheep herders have saved a lot of money, and sometimes they feel cold, and they will wrap their wool around the wood and press it on the coals to make the fire burn more vigorously.

As for the milk...

Their cows are ready to be mated up to a year old and give birth to a calf every year until they are eight years old.

There is milk for most of the year, and it is not a problem to produce seven or eight hundred catties.

It's just that such cattle are fine in summer, but they consume too much forage in winter, and most of them will be disposed of in advance.

But no matter what, what Yu Guang said is really the last thing they lack.

Hadan Battle's eyes narrowed vigorously: "Central Plains woman, what you said is true."

If they hadn't felt that they didn't have enough supplies, they wouldn't have fought in the winter.

Now, if you can exchange wool and milk for supplies, it's not that you can't talk about it.

Hearing Hadan Battle's heartbeat, Yu Guang smiled and nodded, "What I said is naturally the truth."

Hadan Batel looked at Yu Guang's face, suddenly laughed loudly, and threw the weapon in his hand into the arms of his chief guard: "Changbei Bo of the Central Plains, you are the best friend of the Liao people given by Immortal Heaven, please drink with us tonight."

War can be fought at any time, but can we talk about business first?

If it's not appropriate, don't blame them for being polite.

Yu Guang was not hypocritical, and rode directly on a tall horse sent by a soldier: "You have a good horse."

Hadanbatel raised his head proudly, "We have the best horses, but they can't be sold to you."

Horses are their dominant tool in war, and they must not be sold. ….

Yu Guang patted the horse's head, "It's okay, I'm only interested in wool and milk."

She still has too little money to buy too much.

Looking at the figure of Yu Guang and Hadan Batel leaving together, Cen Mo: "..."

Yu Jing and Yu Xinqiang held back the worry in their hearts: "Don't worry, the general is a person with great ability, and he will definitely come back soon, and please send us to the uncle's mansion first to help the uncle place the items."

Cen Mo: "..."Sure enough, it was someone from the Bofu in Changbei, and I don't know whether to say that they were calm or heartless.

When the sun was setting, someone suddenly came to report to Cen Mo, saying that it seemed that Yu Guang had returned

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At the same time, there were more than half of the victims under the city walls.

Cen Mo hurriedly walked up to the city wall, just in time to see those people who were dressed like the victims, pulling out their horses from a distance and leaving quickly.

Then, the figure of Yu Guang on horseback came in the direction of the city gate.

Although there was still a cold wind whistling in his ears, Cen Mo felt that his ears were very quiet, as if he could hear the sound of horses' hooves in the afterglow.

Before the battle, she managed to retreat from the enemy without a single soldier, how did this woman do it?

That night, Yu Guang sat in the Bofu and wrote his first letter to Emperor Haoxuan.

In the letter, he first asked Emperor Haoxuan for peace, and then wrote his feelings for Emperor Haoxuan.

By the way, attached is the current situation in Northland, as well as a breakdown of her existing assets.

After that, he clearly wrote about his negotiation process, and that he would buy Hadanbatel's milk at a price of 5 cents per catty, and Hadanbatel's wool at a price of 50 cents per catty.

Although it was winter and Hadanbatel did not have a stock of milk, they had a lot of wool, and it was estimated that they would spend a lot of money on themselves.

After the letter was written, Yu Guang entrusted the letter to the city patrol envoy of the post station.

Although these people will come out of her hands in the future, they are still serious messengers of the imperial court.

Yu Guang's status determines that every letter she sends will be directly delivered to Emperor Haoxuan, so she doesn't have to worry about being intercepted.

And from this day on, she would send a letter to Emperor Haoxuan every week to inform her of her situation.

Emperor Haoxuan is a good benevolent monarch, since he doesn't plan to rebel, let's get along over there.

The day after Yu Guang arrived in the fiefdom, Cen Mo left Luocheng with his soldiers.

Now that Yu Guang has begun to trade with the Liao people, he can't say when he will violate His Majesty's taboo, and it is better for him to be less involved.

On the fifth day after Yu Guang arrived in Luocheng, a large amount of wool was transported from outside the city.

The delivery people were very interested in what Yu Guang wanted to do with the wool, but no matter how they asked, the people in the Central Plains who were in charge of receiving the goods remained silent.

Such an attitude made the delivery person can't help but snort coldly: these Central Plains people have too many eyes.

The consignee was also quite helpless, they really didn't know what the uncle wanted to do.

Pick out the yellow aged wool that is too dirty and smelly, and let the delivery person take it back.

The rest of the wool was rounded up to the delivery person according to the number of catties.

The delivery man didn't expect that these useless things could really be sold for money, so he immediately packed up the carriage and walked back, ready to pass the news on to the others.

One catty is fifty wen, and one hundred catties is five taels of silver.

But among those who raise sheep, there are at least one hundred and eighty sheep, and even tens of thousands of high-ranking officials.

Their sheep change their wool twice a year, and each sheep can produce three or four catties of wool each time, and at least six catties a year.

I heard that milk can also be exchanged for silver, and this Central Plains is really a place where people are stupid and have a lot of money, of course, you have to hurry up and make more money.

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