"This wine tastes good."

A restaurant in Shanggu County was full of people.

Dozens of tables in the hall were full of people, not only Han Chinese, but also many Xianbei people from the grassland.

After more than a year, Zhao Hui, who had money, bought a lot of grain, and let the people in the cottage continue to conduct wine-making experiments, and finally brewed a high-degree wine.

In addition to opening a restaurant in Shanggu County, Zhao Hui had also set up a caravan of his own to sell things to the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty.

The number of people in Heifeng Village has also exceeded 10,000.

Two thousand of them were members of the battle group, each of which was an elite.

In the past year, the bandits in the entire Youzhou have been killed by the members of the combat group.

Although it is killed once, a new bandit will emerge after a while.

But compared to other states, the remote Youzhou is the state with the fewest bandits.

There are few bandits, which means that the merchants in Youzhou are safe, so in the past year, more and more caravans have come to Youzhou.

They sent products from other states, and then brought the products of Youzhou to the states.

Youzhou's fine wine, Youzhou's paper, and Youzhou's herbs have all become the hottest things in other states.

The ultra-high profits have made many people blush, but no one knows who is behind the wine and paper.

The Yellow Turban Village has almost been built, in the depths of Taihang Mountain, surrounded by towering ancient trees, and there is only one path that can be passed.

But above the path, there are iron cables connected by huge boxes.

Whether it is goods or people, they can enter and exit the Yellow Turban Village through these iron cables.

At both ends of each cable, there is a platform with a pulley set mounted on the platform, on which are operated by muscular men.

Although the pulley can save a lot of effort, the goods transported are still too heavy, and the people who are responsible for this platform all the year round have trained their muscles.

Boxes of food, iron ore and other things were pulled from this iron cable to the Yellow Turban Village.

Then boxes of wine, books, and papers slid out of the iron cable at the end of the Yellow Turban Village. It was transported to the Black Wind Village, and then delivered to Shanggu County or other merchants.

Although it is a little troublesome, Zhao Hui still needs to keep it secret.

After all, whether it is papermaking or brewing, it is relatively easy to learn.

The Yellow Turbans are the most trustworthy people, and there is also a lack of contact with people outside.

If it is placed in the Black Wind Village, Zhao Hui is still a little worried, some people will steal the school, and after learning, they will run away.

Whether it's brewing, papermaking, or printing, any one of them can make people rich.

Even if they don't have the ability themselves, they can sell it to other big families.

For things that need to be kept secret, Zhao Hui will put them in the Yellow Turban Village.

"How's the conversation with the Xianbei people?"

Zhao Hui needed some good horses and wanted to buy some from the Xianbei tribe.

"They are willing to sell us fifty horses, but they will ask for twenty million dollars."

Wei Shuang was in charge of the caravan in the Black Wind Village.

"Twenty million dollars, their appetite is big enough."

20 million yuan is enough to buy a position for the third public. You can buy hundreds of thousands of stone of grain.

And here in Xianbei, he can only buy fifty war horses. One horse is equal to four hundred thousand dollars.

This price is unacceptable to Zhao Hui, it is four times more expensive than the market price.

"Tell them that ten million dollars for a hundred horses." Zhao Hui said.

"Yes, but what if they don't?" Wei Shuangdao.

"If you don't accept it, you won't buy it, let people grab it directly."

does not rob the things of the Han people, but it does not mean that Zhao Hui will not rob the things of the grassland tribes.

Of these 100 horses, Zhao Hui wanted to ration the sharpening knife.

The combat power of the Mo Dao team is already very strong, but if you add the war horses, they will be even more terrifying.

Over the past year, Zhao Hui has also easily earned tens of millions of dollars with books, wine, etc.

A stone of grain can be bought for only a hundred yuan, but it can be brewed into fine wine, which is enough to sell for thousands or even ten thousand yuan.

The profit in this middle is up to 100 times.

And the profits of paper and books are even higher than winemaking, which are industries that Zhao Hui now monopolies.

The reason why there is only tens of millions of dollars in a year is because of the output.

After all, there are only more than 500 people in the Yellow Turban Village. Most of the people are in the Black Wind Village, and they are only responsible for the cultivation of ordinary crops.

A few days later, Wei Shuang returned.

"Coach, the Xianbei people agreed, but they asked for 10 million dollars to be exchanged for the equivalent of food, wine, salt, and weapons."

"Grain, wine, and salt are fine, but weapons are fine." Zhao Hui said.

Although the Xianbei people are still relatively honest, the conflict between the two sides is inevitable.

The blacksmith in the Black Wind Village, although he is forging all kinds of weapons and armor every day, Zhao Hui himself is not enough, how can he exchange it with Xianbei people.

A few days later, Wei Shuang returned to Heifeng Village again and told Zhao Hui that the Xianbei people had agreed.

The place of trade is fifty miles northwest of Juyong Pass.

Zhao Hui personally took the Modao team to go.

Although the Han Dynasty did not completely prohibit trading with foreign clans, salt and iron were strictly controlled.

Therefore, Zhao Hui's transaction is considered smuggling, and if it is discovered by the government, everything will be confiscated, and people will have to go to the prison.

Those who can take out a hundred war horses and need a lot of grain and grass are also a big tribe in Xianbei.

Xianbei is also in the process of splitting now, and no tribe has yet come forward to unify the other tribes.

Small tribes have only a few hundred people, while large tribes have tens of thousands.

The trade with Zhao Hui was a large tribe called Budugen, and the population of the entire tribe had exceeded 10,000.

A hundred horses is nothing to the Budugen tribe.

Their entire tribe has more than 50,000 cattle and sheep, and more than 10,000 horses.

"I'll be careful later."

The first time he traded with Xianbei people, Zhao Hui felt that he should be cautious.

Zhao Hui and others arrived at the trading place first.

I waited another half an hour before I heard the sound of horses' hooves.

Compared with Zhao Hui, who only brought more than 100 people from the Modao team, Bu Dugen led a cavalry of 500 people.

And before that, Budugen had already sent to scout the surrounding fifty miles. After making sure that there was no Han army in ambush, he came out.

The first transaction, apparently Xianbei people also have doubts in their hearts, and they are very careful.

But people's minds always change suddenly.

After Budugen was on the opposite side of the Han people, there were only a hundred people, and he suddenly didn't want to trade normally.

A hundred horses is nothing to him, but without paying anything, he can get a lot of grain, grass and salt, how could he let go of such a good thing.

Moreover, these 100 Han people can also be captured and returned to work for them.

None of the others thought there was anything wrong with the step-root decision.

The Han people's things were originally for them to rob.

In their tribe, there are still more than 1,000 Han women, all of whom they used to rob, and now they have become their reproductive tools, and they still need to do all kinds of tiring things, and they will be whipped and tortured at every turn.