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Chapter 118 That is a golden road

"What Brother Fan said is very true. This shopping mall is like a battlefield. If you don't fight, you won't be able to fight. Even if you want to survive and live, you have to fight for your life with God. Time is out of my mind!"

Seeing the expression on Fan Xiu'an's face, Gao Jin also sighed. Their border walls and forts were said to be guarding the border for the country, but according to the current military preparations, they were just cannon fodder used to delay the Tartar soldiers and horses.

At present, Hetao Mongolia is indeed weak, but the position of the Khan in the Tumot tribe has been determined. If the Sunan Dataiji does not compete for the Khan position, the right-wing Mongolia will not have civil strife. How many years can the so-called peace be maintained at present?

In recent years, Camel City has claimed to have sent troops every year, and has fought back and forth with the remnants of the Ordos tribe, Huo Luochi, and even gained the upper hand. However, in the Guanyun area of ​​Yulin Town, there are many forts like Hekou Forts that have suffered wars. However, the people are like weeds, and cannot be cut off by swords and burned them all. For the big figures above, as long as the Tartars do not kill the capital like the previous dynasty, it is a mustard-like disease, so why should they take it to heart?

"Brother Fan, I'm taking over Hekou Fort here, and everything is in trouble. I still need the help of Brother Fan."

Gao Jin took out the list of supplies listed by Mulan in his arms and placed them on the table. The things on it were just worthless debris for Fan Xiu'an and he didn't make much money, but for Hekou Castle, they were all good things.

Fan Xiu'an picked up the thin paper in front of him and glanced at him. The items listed above were ordinary, but there were many types. Although the Shenmu Fort near Hekou Castle had their shops, they might not be able to be adjusted at once. The most important thing is that these are miscellaneous items that are not profitable.

Putting down the list in his hand and looking at Gao Jin again, Fan Xiu'an couldn't help laughing. He probably hadn't touched the things on paper for more than ten years. It was because he had just gone out to the frontier to do business with his caravan, so he brought these inconspicuous things to do business with the Tartars.

"Brother Gao, the things you want are not valuable, but it is not easy to mobilize them to prepare them."

Friendship belongs to friendship, business belongs to business. What Gao Jin wants is just a matter of one sentence for Fan Xiu'an, but human favors are not done like this. He wants Gao Jin to know the price he paid in it.

"I naturally know this, so I asked Brother Fan for help. I was waiting in a hurry to use these things. If Brother Fan can transfer them all, the faster the better."

Gao Jin understood Fan Xiu'an's thoughts. This list may take some trouble for Fan Xiu'an, but it is definitely not a difficult task. However, Fan Xiu'an is a businessman, so why should he spend this energy on things that are not good?

"I owe Brother Fan a favor."

Gao Jin was willing to increase the money, but this business was not very profitable for Fan Xiu'an. He just added a lot of money and added dozens of taels of silver. He looked down on him, so he spoke.

"Brother Gao is so serious. I should help with such a small matter."

Fan Xiu'an said politely, then called a follower and handed the list to him, "You rushed back to Shenmu Fort overnight, put all the things on it and send them here immediately. If there is any shortage, go to Shenmu County to purchase and allocate them. In short, within three days, I want all the materials on this list to be delivered to this place."

"Yes, Master."

The entourage was thin, but his eyes were bright and his hands and feet grew. He saw that he was a trainee. After taking the paper, he was about to leave, but Gao Jin shouted, "Brother Fan, I have a night army in my fort. I will send someone to say hello first, otherwise this brother would not be able to leave."

"I forgot that Brother Gao is strict in the military, and I am the one who is too proud of me."

Fan Xiu'an said with a hand that the reason why he is so optimistic about Gao Jin is not that Gao Jin's military officers and officials have far surpassed their colleagues. In this border area where he is dominant, this is the basis for achieving great things.

Soon, Gao Jin called Wang Dou and ordered him to send the entourage sent by Fan Xiu'an out of the fort overnight, and then returned to Fan Xiu'an's wing. The two continued to talk. As for the so-called favor, Fan Xiu'an did not mention it, and Gao Jin naturally did not speak, but he knew in his heart that Fan Xiu'an would remember this kind of favor in the future.

"Brother Gao, I admire you from the bottom of my heart if you care about your hometown, and the people of this Hekou Fort."

Although Fan Xiu'an himself is not the kind of person who is kind to the people, he also feels that Gao Jin is too pedantic and will be exhausted by Hekoubao sooner or later, but he still admires someone like Gao Jin. "It's just that I have something to say that if Brother Gao acts like this, it will inevitably make people unhappy if he passes it out."

Listening to Fan Xiu'an's words, Gao Jin remained silent. Of course, he understood that the things he had done recently were just scientific planning of manpower and material resources to allow Hekoubao to develop better. However, for outsiders, he was a martial artist who did such so-called "love the people as a son" things, either being laughed at as a fool or being regarded as ulterior motives.

"How others think has nothing to do with me, I just want to have a clear conscience."

Gao Jin was silent for a moment before he looked up and said to Fan Xiu'an. He was different from Fan Xiu'an. The two of them cooperated. Fan Xiu'an was asking for money, but what he wanted was to make Hekou Fort and Gubei Village peaceful and prosperous, with sufficient soldiers and food, and no longer at the mercy of others.

"Well said it, I can't do it for Brother Gao's mind."

Fan Xiu'an sighed while pouring tea for Gao Jin, and then said, "Brother Gao, during the day, the business we discussed with Xu Qianhu was just a small deal for my Suide merchant gang."

The cooperation between Fan Xiu'an and Gao Jin, or between Suide Merchant and Gao Jin, Xu Tongting is more important than giving some benefits. For Fan Xiu'an, the most valuable industry in Gao Jin is naturally Gubeizhai, and the most potential relationship is the Su'an tribe.

Although iron smuggling was banned, the right-wing Mongolia was not as good as the left-wing Mongolia. The court did not keep an eye on it very tightly. However, what Fan Xiu'an really wanted to talk to Gao Jin was involved in the core industry of the Suide merchant gang, salt.

"Brother Gao, do you know where my Suide Merchant started?"

"I've heard a little about this. The Guizhou Merchants started with Huai salt. I'm afraid half of the salt transactions in Shaanxi are in the hands of the Guizhou Merchants."

Gao Jin heard Hou San say that the Suide Merchant Gang had a strong reputation lies in the salt industry in Yangzhou. However, in recent years, Hui merchants have risen. I heard that in Yangzhou, border merchants such as Suide Merchant Gang competed fiercely for western merchants, which even involved the court and government.

"Brother Gao is well-informed, but my Suide Merchants Group is now making no profits in Yangzhou Salt Industry."

Fan Xiu'an did not intend to conceal Gao Jin and told Gao Jin the dilemma of the Suide merchants. Although the Suide merchants had a strong foundation and other merchants were in alliances, they could still resist the southern merchants led by Hui merchants for the time being. However, the Hui merchants opened up the government and courts, and border merchants like the Suide merchants would sooner or later withdraw from Yangzhou.

But in Yangzhou, the profits of the salt industry are too great, and it is not something that can be retreated just by retreating. The determination of a hero to cut off his arm is not something that a businessman who pursues interests can do easily.

"At present, there are people in the merchant gang that can see that the Shanxi and Shaanxi border areas are our foundation. Now the Shanxi merchants and the Tartars in Datong are doing a hot business. If we don't rise up again, we will be annexed sooner or later."

Listening to Fan Xiu'an's words, Gao Jin also deeply agreed. When he was in Gubei Village, he invited those small and medium-sized caravans, and more than half of them were Shanxi merchants. You should know that Yulin Town is in Shaanxi, which shows the power of Shanxi merchants.

"I wonder what Brother Fan has to give me?"

Gao Jin didn't think he could become a person who could reverse the decline of Suide's merchants, so he asked Fan Xiu'an that even if they could monopolize trade in Su'an's army, they could still not compare to the business of Shanxi merchants in left-wing Mongolia and Liaodong.

"Does Brother Gao know that there are also salt-producing places on this grassland?"

Fan Xiu'an's question made Gao Jin frown. He studied geology and had been in Inner Mongolia and Shaanxi for so many years. Of course, he knew that not only salt mines were found on the grassland, but more salt lakes. If you really want to deal with salt production, once it is developed, it will definitely be quite good.

"When Altan Khan was there, he developed a salt lake. At that time, the Mongolian right wing did not lack salt, and even sold it to us."

The official salt in the Ming Dynasty was of high price and high quality. Most of the people ate private salt. The Suide Merchants Group was a big salt merchant in Yangzhou and held salt turtles in their hands. But this salt turtle was just a license for selling salt. If there was no source of private salt, they could only use salt honestly and the official salt farm. But if there was a source of private salt, like the Suide Merchants Group, who had salt turtles in their hands and sales channels, the profits of selling private salt would be amazing.

Fan Xiu'an's meaning is very obvious. The core industry of the Suide Merchants is the salt industry. They didn't know where they heard the news, saying that there was a large salt lake in Mongolia in Hetao, so they started a business of private salt trading with the Tartars. Gao Jin's relationship with Su'an's department was the stepping stone.

If there is really a big salt lake in Hetao Mongolia, the Suide merchants will do their best to help Gao Jin gain a foothold in Gubeizhai, with the purpose of covering up the private salt transaction.

Gao Jin could not have imagined that this was the real purpose of Suide Merchant or Fan Xiu'an's attempt to intervene in Gubeizhai. Thinking of the benefits and benefits, Gao Jin naturally had to think carefully. He was familiar with the geographical location of several large salt lakes in Inner Mongolia, so he was naturally confident that he could open up this salt road for Suide Merchant, but the key was how to maintain this wealth.

There was nothing to say about the Tartars. If Su Nang tribe had mastered the salt lake, he would not be able to eat the big head. Gao Jin fell into deep thought for a moment.

Fan Xiu'an did not disturb Gao Jin. It was not a sure thing to open up the salt road in Hetao Mongolia. Altan Khan's story back then was just found out from the remnants of the White Lotus Sect. The grassland is so big that even the Tatars themselves can't find the salt lakes. And he also heard that those salt lakes might disappear in a severe drought.

What's more, even if Gao Jin can find a salt lake salt mine, it's easy to say that the salt mine will be mined. It's not easy to mine the salt lake. Without enough output, it cannot support the benefits of this salt road.

After a long time, Gao Jin raised his head and said to Fan Xiu'an, "Brother Fan, I can handle this Yanlu matter, but I can't guarantee whether it can be done..."

“This is nature.”

Fan Xiu'an nodded. It was his idea to open up the salt road in the grassland. If it could be successful, even if they were defeated by Hui Shang in Yangzhou in the future, he would not hurt the fundamentals. He could even sit in the position of the president with this skill. As for this reason, Gao Jin was the one who opened the salt road anyway, so he would not suffer any losses.
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