The two sides met, saluted, and said goodbye to each other.

Then Eris directly asked Zhu Shencone about the situation of their group, which he had mentioned a few words to Hatulig before, but he didn't say it carefully, since Eris asked, Zhu Shencone naturally had no reason not to answer.

Immediately told the other party that they were merchants from Daming, this time they were bringing goods to Fengzhou Beach to trade, and then they would go to Sanniangzi City and Jining.

Hearing Zhu Shencone say this, Eris seemed even happier, saying that it would not be long before they entered the grassland to come to their tribe first, which was completely the guidance of the Immortal Heaven. Then he asked Zhu Shencone what the goods they were bringing and whether they were willing to trade in their tribe first.

Soon after a winter, everything in the grassland recovered, the tribe of Erisi is a small tribe, and it is rare to meet merchants from the Ming Dynasty, although the small tribes can also go to Fengzhou Beach or the Three Niangzi City to trade, but they usually have no advantage over there, generally speaking, the merchants of the Ming Dynasty like to trade with the big tribes, and are rarely willing to trade directly with tribes of their size.

Eris assured Zhu Shencone that he, as the head of the tribe, could ensure the fairness and equality of trade between the two sides if he wished, which was the promise of an old man and a leader.

This time he came to the grassland, Zhu Shencone just came to explore the way, otherwise there would not be only six people. Zhu Shencone had no reason to object to Eris's request, and their tribe was the first tribe to meet a tribe that could really trade after he went deep into the hinterland of the grassland, compared to the trade after that, starting with this tribe trade was not a bad thing for Zhu Shencon.

Since this is the case, Zhu Shencone agreed with a smile, and told the other party about the goods he carried. Hearing that Zhu Shen's goods included not only salt and tea, but also iron tools such as iron pots and axes, Erisi was even more happy.

Turning his head and saying a quick Mongolian word to his son Hatulig, Hatulig nodded excitedly, and then greeted everyone loudly, and after everyone cheered, they all ran towards their yurts, and after a while, they took out all kinds of things from the yurt, and chattered around Zhu Shencheng's carriage and didn't know what to say.

Then came trade, and the Mongols were very poor, with little property except cattle and sheep, even the leaders of small tribes.

In the Ming Dynasty, ordinary salt, tea, and iron pots are rare in Mongolia, especially the latter, which the Mongolians can't make at all, but this is a necessity for life. If you want to get these things, in addition to plundering the Great Wall, there is only one way to trade with merchants.

Therefore, trade in Mongolia is generally bartered. Except for the Mongol nobles, who would pay for gold, silver, and precious stones, ordinary Mongols basically exchanged furs for goods.

The same is true of the tribes in Erisi, those Mongolian herdsmen took out some furs, and what they wanted to exchange for was the salt, tea, iron tools, etc., and of course cloth, but compared to the former, the price of the latter was too high, and it was too luxurious, and it was not something that ordinary herdsmen could exchange.

Before coming, Zhu Shencone had done his homework, and also understood the exchange ratio of the trade between the Ming merchants and the Mongols. So the price was set a long time ago, but even so, when he saw that these herdsmen were all happy after listening to the exchange ratio set by Zhu Shencong, he came back to his senses, and his price seemed to be a little lower.

After all, it was the first time to come to the grassland, coupled with the information jam of this era, the information obtained by Zhu Shencone was a little different, coupled with the difference between the exchange price of large quantities of large tribes and the price of ordinary exchange, in addition to some other factors, Zhu Shencone did not know before that his seemingly normal pricing was actually much cheaper than the real price.

But even so, trading according to this price, Zhu Shencone is also very profitable. You must know that in Binh Duong Mansion, the price of a small iron pot is around 80 yuan, and the price of a large iron pot is no more than 150 yuan. Also in Binh Duong Province, a sheepskin of the same quality costs about 120 Wen, and a cowhide of the same quality costs about 300 Wen.

And here, a small iron pot needs to be exchanged for six sheepskins or three cowhides, and a large iron pot needs twelve sheepskins or six cowhides to exchange, and the profits are as high as ten times or even more, which is simply a huge profit.

This is also because Zhu Shencone's price is slightly lower, according to the normal pricing of a small iron pot, it takes at least seven to eight sheepskins to get it. No wonder when Zhu Shencone announced the price, these herdsmen showed joy and danced happily one by one.

Although they suffered a slight loss in pricing, it was precisely because of this that the people of the Eris tribe, including Eris himself, were a little more affectionate to Zhu Shencone and his party. As the leader of the tribe, Eris warmly invited Zhu Shencone to drink in his yurt.

In the face of such an invitation, it is reasonable for Zhu Shencone to refuse. To reject the enthusiasm of the Mongols is to deny them face, especially the invitation of the tribal leaders.

Of course, Zhu Shencone also remembered Ma Shizhou's reminder, he thought about it and told Erisi apologetically, because he had few people and was busy with transactions at the moment, and the weather was good now, so it was better to let him do the east here, boil a pot of good tea and invite Erisi to drink tea.

Zhu Shen's anti-guest invitation made Erisi laugh, and he smiled happily, since this is the case, he is not polite. Immediately, the low table was lifted out of the yurt, and then a blanket was spread on the grass, and Zhu Shen was happily beckoned to sit down.

Fiddling with the tea set he carried, Zhu Shencone invited Erisi to drink tea, Erisi had seen the world, took a sip of tea, and the wrinkles on his face instantly relaxed.

"It's been a long time since I've drunk tea like this, and I remember the last time I drank tea like this was many years ago......." Eris put down the tea bowl and couldn't help but sigh.

These words immediately aroused Zhu Shencheng's curiosity and asked why he said this.

Eris laughed and told Zhu Shencone that he had been to Daming when he was young, and that was when Buyan Chechen Khan was there. In those years, he served as a centurion under the Great Khan, followed the Great Khan into the Great Wall, and enjoyed many good things of the Han people.

Speaking of this, Erisi's expression was full of emotion, and at the same time he comforted Zhu Shencone a few words, saying that the war is the business of the nobles above, he is just a small centurion, for so many years, Mongolia and the Ming Dynasty today you fight me, tomorrow I will fight you, I don't know how many wars there are.

Maybe the fight was just over one moment, and the next moment everyone became good friends again, just like the current Lin Dan Khan, when he inherited the Great Khan, he also fought with Daming, but in the past few years, haven't they also made peace with Daming?

Besides, he is now old, he can't ride a horse or pull a bow, and he is no longer the one he was when he was young. Zhu Shencone and they are not enemies, as long as they come to Mongolia to be a businessman, they are friends, this is the rule set by the Great Khan of the past dynasties, he is a person who has been a centurion pro-army, this rule is naturally understood.

Listening to Erisi's words, Zhu Shencone couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Don't look at Eris, an old Mongolian Tartar, who seems rude, but he can be the leader of a small tribe, and when he was young, he was a pro-army of the Great Khan Baifu, he is a person with an open heart.

Before, Zhu Shencone refused to go into the yurt to rest, but instead offered to invite Eris to drink tea, and Erisi should have guessed the reason. For the sake of Anzhu Shen's heart, Erisi took the opportunity of drinking tea to say these words, which was nothing more than to get closer to the relationship and reassure him in this way.

The transaction continued, and watching the transaction proceed in an orderly manner, Zhu Shencone's heart also relaxed a lot.

"Elder, how is the grassland this year?" Drinking tea, Zhu Shencone asked with a smile.

"What do you mean, dear brother?" Eris asked with a smile, and his small eyes revealed a meaningful look.

"It's still that, of course, life." Zhu Shencone said with a smile: "In recent years, winter in the Great Wall has come earlier and earlier, and the weather has become colder and colder. It's the same on the grassland, and it's not easy to have a good winter. ”

Zhu Shencone's words aroused Erisi's emotion, and he nodded: "Yes, last year was a few consecutive heavy snowfalls, if it weren't for the luck of our tribe and the blessing of the Immortal Heaven, I don't know how many people would survive such a big snow." ”

"Praise the Immortal Heaven!" Zhu Shencone stroked his chest and said.

Eris also made the same posture, said with emotion, and after putting down his hand, Eris asked about Zhu Shencone's situation by the side, and Zhu Shencone was also inquiring about the situation in Mongolia while answering.

The two chatted enthusiastically, seemingly talking very speculatively, but both sides understood in their hearts that many words were useless things, nothing more than testing each other and guarding against each other.

Who said that the Mongols were straight? If someone said this before, Zhu Shencone might believe it, but now if he says such a thing, Zhu Shencone can directly pour the tea in the cup on the other party's head.

This old guy is simply an old man, and the three words in his mouth are not far from the boldness and enthusiasm of the Mongolians, but between the words are tentative thoughts. He has been touching the bottom of Zhu Shencone in and out of his words, if Zhu Shencone is an ordinary young man, maybe a few words will fool him and expose all the old bottoms.

But how could Zhu Shencone be so easy to fool Eris? Both of them found out that the other party was not a fool after the temptation, and as time went by, it seemed that the two sides were much more affectionate, but in fact, no one knew how much was true and how much was false behind this intimacy.

The tea in front of me has been drunk once, and now it is the second brew.

Zhu Shencone enthusiastically lifted the teapot and poured the cup in front of Erisi, Erisi stroked his beard with a smile, and was about to pick up the teacup to speak when he was slightly stunned, subconsciously tilting his head, as if listening to something, and then his face suddenly changed, and the whole person suddenly got up without warning.