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Zhao Ming followed Zhao Song into the house. Zhao Song went directly to the main courtyard. Seeing his son still following him, he couldn't help but stop and turned around impatiently, "What are you going to say again?"

Zhao Ming, who had been deep in thought all the way and just followed people subconsciously, came to his senses and looked up at his father, "Sanniang is very smart."

Zhao Song's expression softened, "That's natural, quite like her grandfather."

"My son is saying that she actually knew that Liu Yueshi only occupied Jinyang," Zhao Ming said: "With so many princes in the clan, how many of them knew that Liu Yueshi had arrived in Jinyang and that Bingzhou was still in the hands of the Huns?"

Zhao Song felt that his son was getting angry again, so his gentle expression turned serious again, "What do you want to say?"

Seeing the change in his father's face, Zhao Ming took two steps back and opened a safe distance before saying: "Father, people's hearts are unpredictable. You still have reservations about your son, but you should be more careful with outsiders."

Zhao Song pointed at him and scolded him, "You are still jealous of Sanniang at your age. That is your niece. Are you embarrassed? Why did I keep it from you? What happened at home that I didn't tell you..."

Zhao Ming was once again scolded by his father and ran away.

In less than half a day, the news that Zhao Hanzhang had returned with two boxes of colored glaze spread throughout Wubao.

Zhao Hu was the first to come to the door with someone, "Sanniang, Sanniang, where is the glass you promised me?"

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan were in the study room flipping through the books they were going to take away this time. When they heard Zhao Hu's shouting, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Fu Tinghan was not interested in socializing at all. He lowered his head and said, "You go out and deal with it. I'll look through the book again."

"Okay," Zhao Hanzhang could only hand him the bamboo slips in his hand, "There should be two more volumes of military books. Find them and bring them with you."

As soon as Zhao Hanzhang left, Professor Fu indulged himself in books again. Only then did he discover that the exploration of mathematical science in this era has never stopped, and some of the problems are very interesting.

When Zhao Hanzhang arrived at the front hall, Zhao Hu had already walked around the front hall twice. When he saw her, he immediately came forward and asked, "Where is Liuli?"

"Seventh Uncle, you are too anxious. The glass is piled in the box and has not been sorted out."

Zhao Hu was confused, "Dui?"

"Yes, do you want a glass cup or a glass bowl?"

"No matter what, you can take it out and show it to me. It is said that you brought back a lot of colored glass, which was all left to you by your grandfather?"

Zhao Hanzhang asked someone to take out the best sets of colored glazes and place them on the table one by one for him to see, "Seventh Uncle, what do you think of the quality?"

Zhao Hu looked at it carefully and then nodded, "Yes, I want them all. How much do you want them to be?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "How much does Seventh Uncle think it's worth?"

Zhao Hu thought for a while and then said: "There are five sets in total. How about I give you fifty gold for each set?"

"Seventh uncle is really generous, but our two families are relatives, how can I ask you for such a high price?" Zhao Hanzhang said: "You can just give me ten gold for a set of colored glaze here."

Zhao Hu looked at her in surprise, "Are you serious?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "How could I joke with my seventh uncle about such a thing?"

Zhao Hu looked at Liuli on the table with suspicion. He picked it up again and checked it, but found nothing wrong with it.

He hesitated for a moment.

Zhao Hanzhang: "...Seventh Uncle, do you think I am someone who would cheat my relatives?"

Zhao Hu: Actually, it’s a bit like it, but he can’t say it out loud.

Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while and then said: "Actually, I also have something to ask my seventh uncle."

Only then did Zhao Hu feel real and sat down at the table, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "I want to barter with the Seventh Uncle Ancestor with two sets of colored glazes."

Zhao Hu: "Yi what?"

"food."

Zhao Hu: "Isn't the summer harvest just over? The autumn harvest will start soon. Do you still need to buy food for so many fields?"

Aren’t landlords like them always only able to sell grain but not buy it?

Zhao Hanzhang: "My previous fields were abandoned, and now the population is quite large. The grain harvested in the summer is not enough for chewing, so I can only buy it from outside. But buying from outside, how can it be as convenient as buying with the tribesmen?"

Zhao Hu nodded directly, "Okay, I'll trade with you, just two sets, no more."

Zhao Hanzhang looked unbelieving, "Seventh Uncle has so many fields, and the harvest this year is pretty good. We only spent 20 gold of grain, so why is there not much?"

"It's not Zhao Ming yet. If things are hard outside now and the situation in the future is uncertain, we are not allowed to sell food outside. We can only sell some to the clan and save the rest ourselves." Zhao Hu had been suffering from Zhao Ming for a long time, so he seized the opportunity. To win over allies, "He does whatever he wants in the clan by relying on his father to take charge of clan affairs. For those who don't know, they think he is the future clan leader."

Zhao Hu lowered his voice and said: "Sanniang, I know he also has a lot of opinions about you. It is said that your eldest and second brother are the direct descendants. Your grandfather is the ancestor of the clan, and your uncle is the current clan leader. What you and Erlang said is in the clan's history. It still works, why don't you ask Erlang to come out and say a few words?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "...Seventh Uncle, Erlang is young and ignorant, so don't cheat him."

"Am I trying to trick you? I'm thinking about you. If he can refute Zhao Ming, he will gain prestige in the clan in the future."

Zhao Hanzhang silently sympathized with Zhao Ming in his heart. He was very pitiful. It was not easy for a tribe like Zhao Hu to survive in troubled times. The most important thing was that he could not throw people out.

Zhao Hanzhang pushed four sets of colored glaze cups to Zhao Hu, "If Seventh Uncle wants to sell grain for money, why not barter with me directly? I am a tribesman, and my uncle will not stop you from selling grain to me. He took the colored glaze cup , and then sold it, although it took a roundabout way, the goal was achieved.”

Zhao Hu thought it was true, but forty gold is a lot of food. At the current price of food, it can be bought...

Zhao Hu quietly counted on his fingers, "The price of food outside is rising now. I don't want more from you. How about one hundred coins for one stone of wheat? That's forty gold..."

Oh, if I had known, I would have brought the accountant here, so he hates bartering, especially when exchanging such expensive things for cheap things, it is so difficult to calculate.

Fu Tinghan was hungry, so he came over, listened for a while and said, "Four thousand stones."

Zhao Hu: "Is that much?"

He looked at the four sets of glass cups on the table and hesitated for a moment. These were almost his harvest this summer.

Although he was not short of food and had a lot of old grain left over, but...

Zhao Hanzhang seemed to notice his hesitation and said: "I can ask for half the old grain and half the new grain, but the seventh uncle must give me more old grain."

Zhao Hu's eyebrows relaxed and he asked, "Give you an extra hundred stones?"

Zhao Hanzhang agreed, "Deal."

Zhao Hu asked someone to put four sets of glass cups on them. When he was about to go out, he remembered and asked, "Where did you get so many glass cups?"

Zhao Hanzhang smiled at him and said, "Seventh Uncle will know about it later. You go back and let them prepare the food. Then we will rely on the Seventh Uncle's family to go to Shangcai with us to deliver the food."

Zhao Hu waved his hand to show that he understood.

Fu Tinghan walked to her side and watched Zhao Hu leave with her, "Will Zhao Ming be very angry?"

Zhao Hu's family ranks among the top five in Wubao's food production, and she bought all the food she harvested in the summer.

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