Chapter 13: Guide consumption

Yang Yuanqing only had a bitter smile in his heart. When he came to the Khan tribe of Qimin, the one he least wanted to see was Asdo. If this was his only gain from this trip, he would rather return empty-handed. Yang Yuanqing, who had just experienced the pain of parting, was really unwilling to step into the same river again. ("" website 7*24 hours a day of continuous update of pure txt hand-telling novels.com)

Asdo arrived quickly and hadn't seen her for half a year. She seemed to have grown taller and gained a little weight. She had small black braids on her head, and her smile bloomed, enough to melt the cold winter.

"Yuan Qing, you are finally here!"

She did not hide her inner excitement at all. She could no longer tolerate anything except the warriors in her heart in her simple thoughts.

Yang Yuanqing bowed to her on the camel and smiled and said, "Great Grassland Swan, thank you for remembering me, an officer from a distant country. I am very willing to taste the horse milk wine you brewed yourself and reminisce about its sweetness."

“I have, I brew a lot, specially made for you, I will pour you into my tent.”

Wutu patted Yang Yuanqing on the shoulder and smiled: "We smell the wine brewed by Asduo every day, but we never have the chance to taste it. She brewed for you so much that she could open a winery. Today we can finally get your money and drink Asduo's wine."

The Turkic officers around him all laughed. Asduo blushed, but his eyes became extremely bright due to joy. She said coquettishly to the Turkic officers: "I won't give you drinks. If you give them to you, I won't get drunk."

The Turkic officers laughed louder. Asdo was both ashamed and anxious. He glanced at Yang Yuanqing with shame and resentment, turned his head and ran away.

Yang Yuanqing shook his head helplessly. His politeness and politeness were regarded as courtship by this simple-minded prairie girl, which made his head swell and hurt.

At this time, the sound of a low trumpet sounded in the snow and wilderness, and a large group of cavalry appeared in the distance, with the golden wolf-headed flag flying in the wind. This was the time when Qimin Khan was killed.

"Khan is here!"

The Turkic officers stopped the war horses and lined up on both sides. At this time, Yang Yuanqing had already changed the war horses. He urged the horse to come forward and saw the dyed dry in a golden robe coming. He laughed from a distance, "Dignified grassland guest, I've seen you again!"

Yang Yuanqing turned over and dismounted, stepped forward and bowed, "Wang Ying on the grassland, I will confer the order of the Great Sui saint Khan to express my sincere respect and greetings to you on behalf of him."《》.com."

As he said that, he took a golden plate from a soldier and handed it to Yangan, "This is a gift given to you by the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty. May you love it as if you cherish your own eyes."

Rangan fell to the ground and respectfully took the golden plate, "I will love it more than life!"

He stood up and raised the golden plate high. The sun shone on the golden plate, emitting a dazzling luster. Tens of thousands of Turkic soldiers cheered. Rangan handed the golden plate to his followers. He held Yang Yuanqing's hand and smiled: "Today I will set up a family banquet in the royal tent to treat you. You are not only the envoy of the Great Sui Dynasty, but also my Rangan's best friend."

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Although the family banquet of the Turkic Khan does not have the pomp and courtesy of a grand banquet, it has a deeper meaning, which means that the guests are still Khan's personal friends.

The dyed private tent is luxuriously decorated and covered with thick carpets. Silk and porcelain from the Sui Dynasty can be seen everywhere, but various tableware are gold and silver utensils transported from the West, shining golden light, making the tent magnificent.

The whole family gathered together. The table was filled with wine, fruits and barbecue. The dishes were rich. His four sons and daughters were around him, as well as his five or six wives. However, Yang Yuanqing was surprised to find that two important figures did not arrive. One was Princess Kedun Yicheng of the Turks, who was the queen of the Turks, and the other was Ashido, who did not come either.

Before the family dinner, Yang Yuanqing rested for an hour. What happened inside the Turks at this hour?

He also found that his son-in-law Wu Tu had also become silent, and he had no energy when he first saw him, which made Yang Yuanqing keenly realize that behind Rangan's warm smile and kind hospitality, there seemed to be a kind of incongruous indifference.

It is precisely in order to conceal this indifference that Yangan will entertain himself with a higher-level family banquet.

Rangan's family walked up one by one to toast Yang Yuanqing, speaking enthusiastic and praising words, and with a sincere smile. Rangan sat aside with a smile, and whispered to another wife beside her from time to time.

"General Yang's archery conquered the hands of our Turkic warriors, and I hope that the friendship Yang Yuanqing brought also conquered our hearts." Rangan's eldest son Duji to Yang Yuanqing a large bowl of wine and drank the wine in the bowl. "《》.com

Various languages ​​of praise made Yang Yuanqing think of a proverb from the Turks: "There is no smell when putting an empty spoon in your mouth, and the taste when hearing empty words.'

It is true that these passionate languages ​​of praise do not have any substantial content. They are like air passing by in their ears. Even the eldest son of Rangan, Duoji, who has always disliked himself, actually said beautiful words. This made Yang Yuanqing begin to doubt Rangan's sincerity, but he didn't know what the problem was?

It was Wutu's turn. He held the wine bowl and stared at Yang Yuanqing's eyes and smiled: "General Yang crossed the ice sea and snow to the Turkic tent. I hope General Yang will bring friendship and wealth, not war and distress."

"Wutu!"

Rangan's face sank, scolding him, "How can you talk to a distinguished guest like this? If you drink too much, go aside."

His wife Anulli quickly pulled Utu over, and Utu smiled embarrassedly and said, "It seems that I'm really drunk and dizzy."

He drank the wine in his bowl and said no more words,

Wutu's strange performance and his toast made Yang Yuanqing suddenly understand what Wutu wanted to express to him, that is, never mention Xue Yantuo.

It seems that Rangan has guessed the purpose of his arrival. For the sake of Xue Yantuo, the Turks did not want to deal with Xue Yantuo with him, or they did not want to fight Xue Yantuo at all.

At this moment, Yang Yuanqing fully understood that perhaps the opinions within the Turks were not unified. Some wanted to deal with Xue Yantuo, while others did not want to go to war with Xue Yantuo, so Rangan refused to entertain himself with state gifts. He was afraid that the chief in the tent who was in charge of the war proposed to form an alliance to deal with Xue Yantuo.

He did not allow Asduo to attend the family dinner because he was afraid that she would get close to him and leak the secrets of the Turks.

Understanding this, Yang Yuanqing no longer mentioned Xue Yantuo. He drank the wine in the bowl and smiled at Rangan and said, "Khan may not know yet. I have served as the governor of Fengzhou Municipal Exchange and the Municipal Government, in charge of trade with the Great Sui Dynasty and the Turks and Tiel. The reason why I chose to come to the Turks at this time was to discuss the arrangements of the Ma market in spring with the Turks in advance."

Rangan squinted his eyes and smiled. He pretended not to understand anything about Xue Yantuo, but he loved to listen to trade.

"This is a good thing! General Yang, I am looking forward to the trade that can bring wealth to the Turks."

Seeing that Yang Yuanqing did not mention Xue Yantuo, Rangan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his wine bowl and smiled: "It's particularly cold today. The road is blocked with heavy snow. The tribe members are all staying at home. The tribe chiefs gathered two days ago. Everyone talked about what is missing and what is too much. Everyone said that there are too many cattle and sheep, and the warehouse is full of skins. There are fewer things in the Sui Dynasty, silk and porcelain. Everyone is looking forward to it. After the spring, everyone goes to the Ma Market to exchange goods. General Yang, have you brought any good things this time?"

"I came this time and brought three thousand pieces of brocade, Khan. I wonder which chieftain is interested in it?"

"Give me brocade!"

The eldest son Dujihuo stood up and said, "I'll ask for all three thousand pieces of brocade, I'll exchange it for you with the best lambskin."

"Duji, you are so greedy. We brothers are all here. How can you take them all by yourself?

The brocade of the Sui Dynasty is now a hot item for the Turks. Brocade is not like porcelain, it is a consumable. As the lives of the Eastern Turks gradually stabilized, they began to pay attention to the quality of life. Every Turkic woman longed for a piece of brocade of the Sui Dynasty to make clothes. They complained in their husbands' ears that making a piece of brocade became the task of almost every Turkic warrior, and comforting their subordinates also became a headache for the Turkic chiefs.

When Yang Yuanqing suddenly announced that he had three thousand pieces of brocade, it immediately triggered a fight for several sons. His sons each had their own tribes. The one who expressed dissatisfaction just now was the third son Duo. His relationship with his brother was not very good, and the two glared at him.

"Okay! I've been fought for."

Rangan waved her hand and interrupted the competition among several sons. "I will acquire the brocade brought by General Yang, and I will share it with everyone when it is over."

Rangan asked Yang Yuanqing with a smile again, "Did you bring any other good things?"

"There is another thing, a gift I gave to the Khan and the Turkic chiefs."

Yang Yuanqing opened a paper bag with him, and everyone looked out, "It's tea!" Rangan suddenly recognized it.

He had seen it with Princess Yicheng. Princess Yicheng cooked a little bit every day, savored it carefully, and drank it twice, but couldn't taste it. When he saw Yang Yuanqing actually took out the tea, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Yang Yuanqing understood in his heart and smiled at everyone, saying, "This tea should actually be the treasure of the grassland people, but everyone doesn't know its huge role."

"What will this thing do?"

Duji asked with his hands crossed his hands and said that he had no interest in tea, far from being as interested in brocade. At this time, tea was far from popular. Not to mention the grassland, even in the north of the Sui Dynasty, only wealthy families drank tea, but in the south, it was already popular. So when Yang Yuanqing took out tea as a gift, everyone was confused.

"Its function is to relieve greasy and remove dryness!"

Yang Yuanqing was like a salesman in later generations, patiently explaining to everyone, "Will you not get tired of eating beef and mutton every day and drinking milk wine? Not to mention the grassland people, the same is true for our Sui army soldiers. Eating beef and mutton is annoying. At first, everyone didn't know that tea has the effect of relieving greasiness, but later gradually realized that everyone cannot live without tea. Every year, the court would send a lot of tea to the army."

Seeing that everyone was skeptical, Yang Yuanqing poured a pound of tea in his hand into a milk jug, grabbed a handful of salt and put it on the fire to cook. After a while, the goat's milk began to boil, and the whole tent was filled with a strong smell of milk tea.

After cooking for a while, he scooped a bowl for each person with a long-handled spoon and also for himself, and smiled and said, "You can give it a try. I will give you a few pounds each of you. I will tell me if I think it's good."

After all, Rangan was a Turkic Khan and had a lot of experience. He smelled the milk tea and asked, "I heard that there were teas in the Khitans. Is it just to relieve the greasiness of meat?"

Yang Yuanqing smiled and nodded, "It's because of this. The Khitans have discovered that tea is important to them, so merchants have begun to traffic in tea. This time I brought 500 kilograms of tea, which is a gift for Khan and the chiefs. I hope everyone can receive my favor."

He picked up the milk tea and drank it slowly. He quickly drank a bowl of milk tea. Everyone was half-believing and half-doubted, and slowly drank it. From birth to death, the physiological dryness of eating beef and mutton for a long time plagued them for life. If the tea leaves can relieve greasiness, it would be a great thing.

Yang Yuanqing also knew that it would not be immediate. It would take several days to drink it before it would be effective. To make the Turks develop the habit of drinking tea, they must go up the line. If an influential person discovers its effect, it will affect a large number of people around him and then affect more people. This is like a domino. As long as the first piece falls, all of them will be poured out in the end. The most critical domino in the first piece is the Khan of the Turks.

There were thousands of dans of tea there, just to open up the huge market of grassland. The Sui Dynasty had many bans. It was not enough to make much money by relying on porcelain and silk alone. It had to rely on new commodities. Consumables such as tea are undoubtedly the best commodities.

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