The boy rode slowly on the horse, and Su Lei followed him. After walking for five or six kilometers, the boy saw Su Lei and the others piled up in the small valley.

But the boy frowned: "Is that just that?"

He dismounted and walked around the goods. The most common ones here were vegetables, but there were pitiful few medicines and there were not many iron tools. There were a lot of seasonings such as onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings.

To sum up, there are few valuable...

Su Lei explained on the side: "Time is quite rushed, so I can only get these things. You have lived on the grassland and never came to the south, so you may not know that the supplies in the south are not as rich as you imagined, and it is also very difficult to make these things."

The boy looked at Su Lei with a smile. He probably understood: "I guess you may not have the money to buy what I want, right?"

Suley was immediately embarrassed: "How is it possible? What I said is true."

"Okay," the young man stopped exposing it, but said directly: "We don't have any currency that is common between us, so we can just exchange goods for goods. How do you want to exchange?"

Su Lei thought for a while and said, "Actually, you have seen that the people in the south are also very poor. If you give me these furs, I can't sell them at any good price. These days, food is the most valuable."

On the way he came, Su Lei had already thought about how to bargain. He was nothing more than bullying the northern nomadic peoples who did not understand the situation in the Central Plains, making the other party think that his fur was worthless. If he raised the value of tea, medicine, iron and vegetables in his hands, he could make a big profit.

The boy did not refute, but continued to listen to Su Lei’s nonsense with interest and said: “We are not cold in the Central Plains, so it’s meaningless to wear furs like that, but iron tools are rare. Do you know how much this pot is worth?”

The boy asked with a smile: "More than nine hundred?"

Su Lei suddenly stopped because the boy actually accurately stated the value of this iron pot.

Of course, the value is not accurate enough. Although iron tools are still scarce now, after the 178 Fortress took over the Zong territory, many of the daily necessities that were originally in the hands of Zong were reduced. Now the price of an iron pot is 800 yuan.

But just a month ago, the iron pot was sold for more than 900...

At this moment, Su Lei suddenly realized that the young man in front of him might have understood the South!

Su Lei was silent for a while and said, "Not to mention this iron pot, let's talk about this medicine. You also know that as long as people are alive, they have to take medicine. No one can have a headache or fever. Many people may die of burning after a fever. Therefore, the price of medicine has always remained high. How much does this antibiotic cost?"

The boy asked with a smile again, "Two hundred?"

Su Lei was helpless. One might be by chance, but two times definitely not.

"How do you know the price of these things?" Su Lei wondered. Could it be that a traitor from the south and ran to the grassland?

Who leaked the news?

But the boy laughed and said, "Okay, the most expensive thing here is dozens of antibiotics and iron tools. You can see that these things were also bought by you by selling them. Vegetables are not valuable. Although the barriers control grain, they never control vegetables. Refugees can grow these vegetables themselves. I guess you grow them yourself."

Su Lei felt a little powerless, but he wanted to resist again: "The price of fur..."

The boy interrupted with a smile: "To show sincerity, all the furs I brought this time are the best-looking. These things are at least three to four thousand in the grocery store in the market town."

Su Lei was completely out of temper. He thought that he could deceive the northern nomads. After all, in the eyes of southerners, nomads seemed not very smart, and they were particularly easy to deceive.

And don’t everyone say that in human history, can people in the Central Plains always deceive people into doing business? Why is it not easy to get here?

Thinking back at this time, although this young man was wearing the robes of a herdsman, his speech and behavior were not much different from those of the southerners.

But Su Lei had never seen many people in the grassland before, so he had no ability to distinguish.

Su Lei glanced at the horse team behind the boy. He probably could only replace one tenth of the fur there, maybe less than one tenth of it.

The boy comforted: "You don't have to be frustrated. Of course, I won't do business with you at the price in the market town. After all, everyone has to make money, so there will be a future, right?"

Su Lei cheered up: "Then how do you plan to discount it?"

"In this way, I will sell these furs to the barriers, and each one is less than three or four thousand, but I will calculate it for you at 2,000, so I don't need to mention the profits. As for your things, I bought them at the price of the market town. Moreover, I will give you fifty furs to you for credit as your next purchase. This will not be a waste of time, right? Today next month, you can bring me enough goods worth 100,000 yuan."

Su Lei was overjoyed. Although this was much less than he expected to make, it was definitely not without profit!

Moreover, the act of the other party being able to give him fifty pieces of fur to a credit is like someone stuffing a pillow when he is sleepy. What is he missing now? Isn’t it the capital?

However, Su Lei was a little confused: "Aren't you afraid that I would run away with your fifty fur?"

You know, this is more than 100,000 yuan.

The boy smiled: "You have all been sincerely traveling hundreds of kilometers to see me. I believe you are not a short-sighted person. If you do business steadily, what you can earn in the future will be several times, dozens or hundreds of times higher than these fifty furs? You can consider the benefits of this yourself."

Of course, this is also because things like fur are really not worth much to a teenager, he has so much more!

A sudden business ended soon again. The herdsman behind the young man packed all the goods brought by Su Lei and others onto the horse and left happily.

One thing that is not fun is that most of the fur is brought back, and no matter how much it is brought back, after all, Su Lei and the others are too poor and bring too little goods...

On the way back, a man felt guilty to the young man: "Master, it's the person I sent out to do things. I didn't expect to find such a poor horse bandit."

The boy smiled and said, "Hasan, don't care about the gains and losses at this moment. I believe that next month this group of people will bring us surprises. We have to look at the long-term vision. Now he is just a gangster, but one day he will become a big businessman. At that time, I will get some automatic rifles for you. You must know that there are quite a lot of arms dealers in the south. Other tribes on the grassland are still at the level of trying to grab something from the Central Plains. But in fact, doing business is the safest way. I won't come next month. You can bring people here, and you will be responsible for this matter in the future."

"Okay master," Hassan replied respectfully, "Master, can you ask the wolves to escort me?"
Chapter completed!