The performance of iron is not much higher than bronze, but the performance of weapons tempered by Cerris iron is much better than bronze. Unfortunately, the production of Cerris iron is too low and the price is extremely expensive. Even the royal guards cannot fully equip Cerris iron weapons. Countless, the price is only one-twelveth of the Cerris iron. The appearance of Chuni iron just makes up for this defect. The soldiers of the Kingdom of Bactricia can quickly use Chuni iron, and then...

Euthidmus was a little confused when he thought about it. Shortly after the independence of the Kingdom of Baquetria, Parthia, on the southeastern side of the Caspian Sea, also became independent. To be precise, it was a rebellion. The king of Parthia was the Pani people, a chief of a barbarian grassland, speaking in a lowly Persian language. Only twelve years ago, when the Seleucid army arrived at the border of Baquetria, the king Diodotus II, who knew that he could not win, had to form an alliance with the Parthians to resist the Seleucid army together.

Then this situation is caused today: the weak Parthia, who was once growing stronger and became increasingly disobedient to the originally powerful Bactrice. The knowledgeable Greeks were worried, believing that if the situation was allowed to continue to develop, Parthia would tear up the covenant and attack Bactrice ten years later. The king, who was keen on pleasure and promiscuity, did not think so. He believed that the barbarians were always barbarians and could not pose a threat to the kingdom.

The young governor was worried, and the Sogdian merchants in the Holy Church of the Fire God in Malacanda were in great joy. They shouted the name of Ahura Mazda and devoutly praised the Holy Fire. Chuniti was profitable, and the most rare thing was that the supply was sufficient. Although the price of 陈口 was only half the price of Talent, the cost was not high.

The Chuni people needed war horses, horse breeds, and dyes called sulfur. Horses are not expensive in Marakanda. Even the Chuni people wanted less than 200 Drake horses. And if a good horse was exchanged for ten pounds per pound, it could almost be exchanged for two taliantchonite iron, which is thirty or forty times the profit.

However, it is not in line with the Sogdian merchant's approach to just trade a good horse for the Chuni iron. Sulphur is not expensive, but it is dye, and large-scale trafficking is not cost-effective. The best way is to sell more valuable goods to the Chuni.

"Maybe..." After the devout worship, the japonica who retreated to the side room finally regained his true nature as a merchant. "It can be sold to the Chuni people. For hundreds of years, no king in the East can refuse Haoma's temptation. In order to get Haoma, he will give everything he wants and even the throne. Before..."

The suggestion of Jebakoga made the priest Kang Motian unhappy: "Interracials who do not believe in Ahura Mazda are not qualified to enjoy Haoma."

"What if the King of Chuni converted to Ahura Mazda?" asked Jebaga, who had long thought of this.

"That cannot guarantee his piety." Just as the Greeks discriminated against the Persians, Comotian also had obvious prejudice against the Easterners.

“In the name of Ahura Mazda, I think he will be extremely pious.” Jebaga emphasized, “I beg the Holy Church to send a entourage to receive the conversion of Chuni.”

"It is the mission of every Sogdiana to let Ahura Mazda protect the entire East." Except for the 王子博, the other merchants suggested to Kang Motian. After several requests, after promising to offer one hundred tarant silver in the future, Kang Motian finally called out two priests, one young and the other old.

"You will escort Haoma to Chuni. If Chuni's king does not convert to light, then he is not qualified to enjoy Haoma." Kang Motian's speech was extremely cold. He was worried that under the instigation of the merchants, the Chuni people would enjoy Haoma without converting.

"Let's keep in mind the Hadith." The young priest was confused, the old priest had been to the East, and he knew exactly what kind of sensation his trip would cause.

"A good horse should be prepared," said a merchant. "Dedicated as a gift to the King of Chuni."

"Since he doesn't like gems and beautiful jade, then come up with some sulfur. We can't leave the horses empty," said another businessman.

"It's better to bring some horses, which is what the Chuni people want." There are always some steady people, changing horses to iron, which is the most realistic.

"It cannot be a stallion, if the business is to last for a long time," someone reminded. "The Chuni people should keep buying our horses. Of course, it is better to be Haoma. What price should we pay for the King of Chuni to enjoy it..."

Discussions about business are always endless. It is the practice of the Sogdians to obtain the greatest profit at the least cost, and it is also the helplessness of long-distance trafficking by land. Originally, white jade in the East was the best commodity, and kings of all countries regarded wearing white jade as honorable. Jade even became a culture. A person's character is closely related to jade; although agate and lapis lazuli have not reached such a status, a piece of high-quality agate can be exchanged for ten white silks.

However, the King of Chuni actually wanted jade. He called jade stones, thinking that stones could only be replaced with stones, and could not be replaced with the giant iron of Chu. It was really outrageous to be ignorant to this point. Didn’t he know that their king of kings had always longed for jade in the river? Didn’t he know that the East has been looking up to the West since ancient times, kneeling down and praying for the gifts from the West?

Ahura Mazda! Ji Poga said in his heart. This is the fifth day of discussion. Most of the discussions on the details of the Chunit trade have ended. Sogdians from all over the East will do their best to assist in the conclusion of the trade.

"Hu Dansazhi," Jibojia called out his servant Hu Dansazhi. "You will set out tomorrow. The holy envoy Benboqin knows that Ganu is going to the kingdom of Chuni with you."

Hu Dansorzhi had heard about the king of Chu's state of enjoying Haoma a few days ago, and he had an inexplicable worry, "My master, the Chuni claimed that their king was born to know everything, and he did..."

"Haha." Jebakya smiled, and the contempt in his smile seemed to Euthidmus on that day. "A king of the Eastern barbarians deserves to say that he knows everything, only Ahura Mazda knows everything. Remember, although the Mahadulites conquered us and kept humiliating us, our slaves were ten times more noble than the closed and barbaric Eastern people."

"Yes. My master." Hu Dansazhi understood that the meaning of the genius was also in line with his perception of the Eastern people. He was just a little surprised by the king of Chu.

"Remember." Jepoga lowered his voice, "Even if King Chuni did not convert to the God of Light, he would enjoy Haoma for him."

"But this is..." Hu Dansorzhi looked at Ji Pojia in surprise.

"I don't want to keep sending horses to the Chuni people, so that the robbers on the grassland will rob the caravan." After saying that, Ji Pojia handed Hu Dansazhi a heavy wooden box, and Hu Dansazhi took it carefully. "Let's leave tomorrow, and you will be able to arrive at Zhao Ni in spring. The news came the day before yesterday that Yan Ni's king had been killed by Zhao Ni people."

"The king of Yan Ni was killed by Zhao Ni people?" Hu Dansozhi was surprised again. He was about to enter Chu from Yan State.

"Yes. This happened last winter, and your friend has become the new king of Yanni." The journey is too far away, and at the same time, this news was not from Sogdian merchants. They were not so fast. This is news from the Huns.

"Enjoy it." A woman covered with a veil on her face walked in. Ji Pojia stood up and patted Hu Dansozhi's back. Before going out, he reminded him again: "Remember to bring countless Chuniti back."

*

"Shopkeeper, can you ask if there is a bed?" The snow in Shanwucheng, Yanmen County was flying all over the sky. As soon as Lu Gao entered the hostel, he shivered. It was too cold outside. Lu Qi, who followed him in, not only shivered but also sneeze. "The Grand Secretary’s life is... Ouch..."

When Lu Gao heard him say Chu Yu quickly stabbed him, but Lu Qi's words were heard by the shop owner. The room was dim. The shop owner raised the lamp on the table and looked at Lu Gao and Lu Qi carefully, and said tentatively: "Are the distinguished guest from Chu?"

"Shopkeeper, I just went to Chu State and learned a few words of Chu." Lu Gao explained with a smile, and asked again: "I dare to ask if there are beds, there are ten people in total, I want to..."

"The distinguished guest is rude." The owner put down the lights. "There is no bed in my house."

"What should I do?" Lu Gao, who thought he was resourceful, sighed. It took a lot of time to travel from Chu. It was probably already spring in the south, but the northern border of Zhao was still cold. He and Lu Chuang were fine. Several followers were just commoners in the neighborhood, and they could not stand the cold.

"If the distinguished guest is from Chu, he can go to the county magistrate's office. General Li is the best, but he is the kindest to the Chu people." The shopkeeper said with a smile. There are many business travelers from south to north, and Lu Gao spoke elegant words, but the Southern Barbarians had some tones, and some of the tones could never be released by the southerners.

"This..." Lu Gao was stunned when he heard this. He knew who was under the jurisdiction of Yanmen County, Zhao State, and knew that when the leader of the Ministry of Justice sent him out, he had already informed him of the situation along the way. After leaving Yanmen County, his eyes were dark. It was the world of the Huns. Five years ago, Jing Hua, the commander of the Yingdu rebellion, hid in the Huns.

"I am not afraid of the wind and cold. They will die if they are frozen overnight." Lu Qi spoke again, speaking in Chu.

"The distinguished guest is really from Chu!" The shop owner understood and smiled all over his face, "Please sit down, please sit down. I will tell General Li now that he will say that if the distinguished guest of Chu comes here, General Li will definitely be very happy."

"Will you die if you don't speak?" After the store owner left, Lu Gao stared at Lu Cai angrily. He was not suitable for spying on information at all.

"The State of Zhao is the alliance of our State of Chu. It is still thousands of miles away from Xianyang. Will the people of Zhao come out to the people of Qin?" Lu Qi sat on the mat, picked up the slurry poured out of the shop and wanted to drink it. However, the strange smell of this slurry made him spit out all over his mouth.

"What kind of juice is this?" he asked with a bowl.

"By the noble man, this is the milk wine of the Rong people." The shopkeeper who served hurriedly said. "If the noble man doesn't like it, let the villain..."

"No need." Lu Qi just felt that the taste in his mouth was strange. He picked up the bowl and drank it all, stretched out the bowl and said, "Come again."
Chapter completed!