Datang: A Technological Power

"Sheep for sale, sheep for sale, these are fat sheep just driven down from the grassland, they are for sale at a low price!"

When I walked out of the city gate, I heard the Turkic merchant shouting hard, speaking in a poor Shaanxi dialect, which was quite funny.

As Hu people, Turkic merchants could not enter the city to sell sheep. They could only sell them at the city gate. Even so, they had to bribe the soldiers guarding the gate.

There was no other way. The Tang people were now strong and spoke tough. When the Turks came to Chang'an, they had to be dragons coiled and tigers lying down. They had to be obedient, otherwise they would be driven back home!

It was already afternoon, and his business seemed to be good. He had already sheared a lot of wool, and the number of live sheep behind him was constantly decreasing. People from the city came out to purchase them one after another.

The main meat of the people in the Tang Dynasty was mutton, and the fat sheep on the grassland had plump meat and a strong smell of mutton, which was very popular with the people of Chang'an. He had no worries about selling the hundreds of sheep he brought.

Xu Chen took a closer look and saw that those sheep were indeed good. Their four legs were very powerful. They looked like they grew up running on the grassland.

"Pure natural grassland little fat sheep! Hey young man, do you want a fat sheep? Is it cheap? Want one?"

When the Turkic man saw Xu Chen approaching, he immediately tried to get close to him and said warmly,

"Come, look, look! My Grusha's sheep, if you pinch its thigh, the mutton will spill out!"The open and straightforward Turkic people are really good at doing business and hawking. Xu Chen was almost tempted by this and wanted to make a roasted whole lamb to reward himself.

Of course, although he was tempted, he did not forget the purpose of this trip. He immediately turned his attention to the pile of wool, walked forward, checked the color, touched the texture, and nodded with satisfaction.

This wool is of relatively high quality.

"Gerusha, you sell sheep, why don't you sell wool together?"

Xu Chen didn't ask the price directly, but smiled and started a conversation.

There are many ways to do business, and the most taboo thing is to expose your purpose and needs. This time he wants to get all the wool at the lowest price!

"Oh, you Tang people are too smart, you don't want the wool, you don't want it!"

Grusa waved the whip in his hand, and said with some regret,

"When doing business with you, you have to shear the wool before weighing it. I am really losing a lot of money! In our Turkic world, this is very impolite behavior!"

"After this deal is done, I will never come to the Tang Dynasty again. You Tang people are too good at doing business. I'd better go home and herd sheep!"

Grusa's body language is very rich, and coupled with his poor speech, the whole person looks very funny.

"Hey, Grusa, you said the same thing last time you came to Chang'an, but you bribed all the soldiers on duty at the gate!"

A boss who came to buy sheep said jokingly, causing the people around to laugh.

Grusa's lie was exposed, but he didn't blush at all. He just stroked his beard and laughed, like a silly boy.

"So what are you going to do with the wool?"

Xu Chen also laughed, and inadvertently asked the key to the problem.

As far as he knew, wool had never been taken seriously by people. It was even a burden to them!

"Wool? You ask me about wool? Oh, talking about this really worries me, Grusa. Every time I deal with this pile of stuff, it is a big problem. In the grassland, we can just throw it away on the spot. You people in Chang'an are too particular about cleanliness!"

Grusa covered his eyes in annoyance and complained,

"I have to collect these wastes and take them back to the grassland to throw them away. Every time I bring these useless things back, my wife gets so angry that she won't let me get on the bed!"

His words made everyone laugh again. This Turkic man is really funny!

"So that's how it is. This wool is also a burden to you.……"

Xu Chen's eyes lit up and he muttered to himself.

Just as he imagined, the wool was indeed useless waste to Grusa. In this way, maybe he could get it without spending a penny and maybe even make some money!

"Isn't it!"

Grusha nodded repeatedly and said casually,

"What, boy, are you interested in this wool? If you like it, I, Grusha, can give it all to you, as long as you buy one of my sheep, how about it?"

Even if it is a pile of waste, he still wants to try to make some profit from it, this is the cunning Turkic businessman!

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in this wool."

Xu Chen shook his head and waved his hands.

"What use is there to me of these wastes? No matter where they are placed, they are worthless and will stink after a while!"

As he said this, he also turned his gaze to the sheep behind Grusha and said:

"The sheep on this grassland are so fat! Look at their legs, look at their bellies, you can even feel the greasy sheep fat when you touch them!"

He touched the three sheep and praised each one highly.

"Of course! Young man, you have a good eye. These three sheep are the fattest ones in my Grusa. They grew up eating the most fertile grass on the grassland. I just want to sell them for a good price!"

Grusa boasted proudly, and was about to trick Xu Chen into buying them, but Xu Chen stood up and nodded:

"Well, yes, these three sheep are of very good quality. How about this, Grusa, if you give me all three sheep, I will help you deal with the wool, and you don’t need to bring it back to the grassland, how about it?"

That's right, not only did he not want to pay for the wool, he had to earn three sheep back!

""What? No, my sheep are for sale, how can I give them away? Absolutely not!"

Grusha shook his head like a rattle, firmly refusing, but with a hint of entanglement on his face.

The wool was indeed a huge burden for him. The manpower and material resources required to bring it back to the grassland far exceeded the value of these three sheep.

But he was asked to give away the fattest of the three sheep, and he was really reluctant to do so.

"Is that so? Well, I won't force you."

Xu Chen nodded, indicating that he understood, and immediately turned around and walked away without looking back, saying as he walked,

"It seems that the Turks still don't know how to do business. They picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelons!"

This tactic of playing hard to get was to know Gerusha's thoughts and hit him hard in the heart.

The cunning Turkic merchant seemed to suddenly wake up and quickly stretched out his hand and said:

"Hey boy, don't go! Three fat sheep, just three fat sheep, I'm giving them to you, giving them to you! But you have to take all my wool!"The second chapter will be released around 7 or 8 o'clock, please give me flowers and votes!