The next morning, the caravan rushed to set off early. According to Uncle Chen, it was estimated that it would take only one or two days to reach the summer pasture of the Python Jinmen.

The Gao family caravans came out of seclusion in mid-spring. Generally, there are few small caravans going out of seclusion at this time. Usually, they are ready to go out of seclusion in the long summer. When they arrive at the grassland, it is the most plump autumn. Only a very small number of large merchants have caravans traveling between the walls and the grassland all year round.

When Gao Jin was teaching in Inner Mongolia before, the herdsmen there had long lost the nomadic rules. They were raising cattle and sheep, and they also used feed. Now when Lao Chen talked about the summer pastures of the python Jin tribe, he couldn't help but become curious and asked Wu Yan who was following him, "Wu Yan, are there any specialties in the pastures when you grazed?"

"Young Master, we Mongolians have not settled for generations. This is the rule set by Tengri. The grasslands in all seasons have their own uses."

Seeing Gao Jin asking, Wu Yan, who was leading the horse, looked up and replied. He remembered the days he used to grazing, and his eyes were full of nostalgia.

"Then tell me what the grasslands in all seasons look like?" Gao Jin became interested and was bored on the road. Listening to Wu Yan's talk can pass the time.

"Yes, young master." Wu Yan responded, and then said, "The grass in the grassland in spring is good, but the grass is short. If you settle there, the heavy snow in winter will cover all the grass, and the livestock will not be able to survive?"

"In summer, the pastures must be close to the water, otherwise the livestock will die of thirst. But the places close to the water are all in the mountains, and they are fixed there, and it is so cold that it can freeze the livestock to death in winter."

"In autumn, grasslands rely on a lot of grass seeds. If the livestock are set there and chew them all over the spring and summer, they will not be able to produce grass seeds in autumn."

"In winter, the grass in the grassland grows tall and is not afraid of heavy snow. If you settle down and eat grass there in spring, summer and autumn, then how can there be grass in winter?"

"Every seasonal grassland has its disadvantages and benefits. Nomadism is to avoid the disadvantages of each seasonal grassland, and only choose the benefits. If you settle down, you will lose that benefit, so how can you grazle?"

"You Mongolian Tartars are really troublesome. It's better for us Han people to farm." Ma Monkey, who was following Gao Jin, couldn't help but say after hearing Wu Yan's words. He used to think that it was easy for Mongolians to raise livestock, so he threw it directly into the meadow and did not let the wolf take it away. But he didn't expect that there were so many things to pay attention to.

"Who doesn't know how comfortable it is to settle down, but we Mongolians don't know how to farm." After getting along with Ma Monkey Li San and the others these days, Wu Yan was not as taciturn as she was at the beginning.

"I teach you how to farm. When I was at home, Ada said that I was the best at serving crops." The dull Li San spoke and made Gao Jin and the others laugh.

Gao Jin has also figured out their character these days. Li San and Wu Yan are both honest people. Although Ma Monkey is slick, he is not bad.

As we walked along the way, we saw more and more meadows along the way. Gao Jin guessed that they were probably not far from the summer pastures of the Python Golden Tribe. Wu Yan told him that for most of the parts like the Python Golden Tribe, the summer pastures that were stationed in herds are actually a large area. Among them, the most abundant places with water and grass are occupied by the Khan Tent and noble people, and most of the lower-level herders are scattered and grazed according to their divided places.

As Wu Yan said, at noon, the caravan encountered a herder who was grazing cattle and sheep. Gao Jin looked at the meadow about a hundred steps away in front of him, about fifty or sixty cattle and sheep were eating grass, and three herders nearby rode horses to take care of these animals.

The herders on the opposite side also saw the caravan and were still a little alert at first, but when they saw one cart after another in the caravan, the three herders arrived together.

In Gao Jin's eyes, the three herdsmen opposite seemed to have a dispute, but not long after, a herdsmen ran towards him by horses. The caravan did not stop and continued to move forward.

"Erlang, are you going to have a look?"

Gao Chong's voice sounded, and the uncles around him had no objection. In their eyes, Gao Jin was qualified to take over the caravan, and what he lacked now was nothing more than experience and experience.

"Yes, dad."

Gao Jin rode his horse away from the caravan and headed towards the herdsman. The speed was not fast. He could understand Mongolian language and could speak Mongolian language, but he had never used it much.

Wuyan and the other two followed. They were Gao Jin's followers now. They would go wherever Gao Jin went.

Seeing someone coming out of the caravan, the herdsmen who rode their horses slowed down and stopped at about five or six steps before stopping and asking, "Are you caravans from Ming Kingdom?"

Gao Jin did not reply because the herdsman asked about Wu Yan, who led his horse. Obviously, the herdsman was a little wary of them, the Han people. However, Gao Jin could understand the psychology of these herdsmen, because he heard from Wei Lianhai that those who have the courage to go out to do business sometimes turn into robbers. When they meet those Mongolian herdsmen who are alone, they will kill people and seize animals.

All benevolence, righteousness and morality outside the Great Wall are bullshit, and there is only the naked prey of the weak. Gao Jin still remembers that when he asked Uncle Wei, if his caravan had done the same thing, Uncle Wei did not give a positive answer.

Listening to the conversation between the herdsman and Wu Yan, and asking about the origin of the caravan, Gao Jin finally couldn't help but say, "We went to the Python Jinmen to do business, not robbers."

"My name is Seba, my dear guest."

The herdsman named Seba was surprised. Unexpectedly, Wuyan said that the young master of the caravan would even speak Mongolianly, so he quickly got off the horse and said, "Wurian Hamanu, who had just led the horse for the young master, told him that the caravan had strong force and defeated the horse thieves group with more than a hundred people. The young master even killed ten horse thieves alone.

Although he knew this might be a boast, Seba did not dare to neglect it. He appropriately expressed his respect for Gao Jin.

"You have to be polite. We are a caravan, and we are doing business here. If you have any skin or other things, we can trade them. We have salt and cloth." Gao Jin didn't talk much, but just told Seba the goods carried in the caravan and let him decide for himself.

"Dear guest, thank you for your generosity."

Seba was very happy. Few caravans came here this season. Now that he met him, he naturally was willing to trade with the caravan. If he missed it, he would have to go to the sweat account to exchange things, and then he would have to pay a tax to the nobles.

"Why is he so happy?"

Looking at Seba who had left thankfully, Gao Jin looked at Wu Yan. He felt that it seemed that directly dealing with these herdsmen was a great thing for these herdsmen.

"Young master, he just trades his skin, so there is no need to get rid of the sweat bill." Wu Yan explained to Gao Jin. It turned out that most departments like the Python Golden Ministry would usually stay for several days after the caravans arrived. At that time, the sweat bill would send people to inform the scattered herders below to go to the Khan Temple to trade. However, after passing, they would have to hand over some fur goods in their hands as taxes.

"If you miss the transaction, the herdsmen have to eat salt and change cloth, they have to exchange it with the nobles in the tribe. It will be much more expensive than it is now." Wu Yan replied with a sigh. The people of the Ming Dynasty were suffering, but the herdsmen in Mongolia also suffered as well, but the herdsmen can still use their knives to rob the common people of the Ming Dynasty with their knives.

After hearing this, Gao Jin frowned, wondering if he had asked the Sebana fur to come to the caravan to trade directly, so he would have broken the rules.

"It's okay, in the past, we met these lonely herders, and we would also trade with them." After returning to the caravan, after hearing Gao Jin's words, Gao Chong laughed. For those nobles of the Mongolian tribes, they wanted to plunder all the wealth in the hands of the herders, so naturally they didn't like the caravan to trade with those herders alone.

"You will still go and receive someone when you come later." Gao Chong instructed that the caravans often give some cheaper deals with these herdsmen. This means developing a spy. In the future, the caravans can learn more about any information in the tribe.

"I understand, dad."

Gao Jin nodded, thinking about the caravan before he was in Aji's army. Before Su De came to him, his father said there was a salt cave over there. It was thought that before Aji's army occupied the Maoshui Palm, there was a spy in Caritas army.

In less than half an hour, Gao Jin saw Seba who was riding a horse near the caravan. He rode a horse and pulled a pack horse with a rope behind him. There were fur goods tied with ropes on the back of the pack horse, which looked like a large number.

Gao Jin, who had learned from Mulan for a while, roughly calculated that there were at least twenty furs. Regardless of the appearance or the appearance of raw and cooked skin, I guess I could sell it for about ten taels when I took it back to Shenmu Castle.

"Brother Seba is here, come on, I'll show you our goods."

The caravan stopped, and the uncles watched Gao Jin chat with the Tartar herders in a skillful Mongolian language, and they kept nodding. You should know that they were afraid that Gao Jin would not be able to give up his face to do business with the Tartars because they had studied. Now that they saw Gao Jin's smooth side, they all felt very happy and felt that it would be good to hand over the caravan to Gao Jin in the future.

"This kid sells things one by one." Listening to the praises of the old brothers around him, Gao Chong seemed more reserved, but everyone could see the joy in his eyes.

Gao Jin asked Mulan to inspect the leather goods, but he asked the guy to take the green salt cloth and the broken weapons he had seized from the horse thieves before, and asked Seba to choose, "Brother Seba, these are all left by the horse thieves who wanted to rob our horse thieves before. You also know the price of a good knife on the grassland. Look at this knife, it's good to use the best steel fire, and it won't be a loss if you exchange it for it."

Seba stared at the long knife in Gao Jin's hand, and his breathing became rapid. The grassland was poor, and ordinary herders only had bows and arrows and wooden spears at home. It was a shameful thing to have a good knife, and in the future, he would have more chances to survive and make contributions with nobles.
Chapter completed!