The Prodigal Son of the Empire

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Li Ping stood up and looked at Wang Kang expectantly.

"Do you have a place to stay here? It's not convenient to say here."

"Yes, it's just relatively simple."

"It's ok."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Li Ping cleaned up the booth, but there was nothing to clean up, just a broken table. As for the perfume box, he picked it up and handed it to Yun Yan with a wink.

"Madam, the perfume is for you."

He couldn't see Yun Yan's face, but he knew it was a woman from the voice and figure.

If she is by Young Master Kang's side, she must be Young Master Kang's woman, that's right.

"You guy, you have great eyesight, I am optimistic about you!"

Yun Yan only cared about the perfume and happily took it, not paying attention to Li Ping's address at all.

"Big boobs and no brains!"

Wang Kang muttered, but he didn't care about Li Ping's tricks.

Immediately afterwards, Li Ping took Wang Kang to a place.

"Li Ping, is this the end? Looks like I met a big benefactor."

"Li Ping, do you still have that perfume of yours? I contacted a tribal leader here, and the price he offered was quite high."

To Wang Kang's surprise, many people greeted Li Ping, including all kinds of people.

Wang Kang said curiously: "You are quite familiar with the people here."

"It's okay. We all do business together and deal with each other. The barbarians here are pretty good regardless of the country or region."

"Is it from the Zadaran tribe?"

"Yes, Master Kang knows this too."

Li Ping asked again: "But speaking of it, why did you come here, Young Master Kang?"

"That's a long story."

Wang Kang asked: "Fenggan City is considered the center of the grassland. How did you business people come here? Haven't you encountered any danger?"

"Of course I did."

Li Ping said: "Once I was almost killed, some barbarians, very arrogant..."

Hearing what Li Ping said, Wang Kang probably understood a little bit.

Idle people like them are called wandering merchants here.

Usually come with a large caravan, because this kind of large caravan is escorted, and when it reaches the grassland area, there will be warriors sent by the Zhadalan tribe to escort.

Of course, it is not 100% safe, and there will be some tribes who are not afraid of the Zhadalan tribe and will rob.

It can be said that danger and wealth go hand in hand.

Commodities from other countries can be sold at a good price here. Over time, they have formed a scale and formed the current Fenggan City.

Wang Kang asked again: "What role does the Nazhatalan tribe play here?"

"They're the biggest sellers."

Li Ping explained: "The Hu people here are basically people from the Zhadalan tribe. Through us, we sell the special products of the grassland and communicate with each other..."

It turned out to be the case.

Wang Kang also gradually understood.

The Zhadalan tribe can be regarded as the civilized people of the grassland tribes, and their way of life and production is more like that of the Central Plains.

They seldom own livestock, and all they do is buying business, which can be regarded as the role of middlemen. They buy grassland specialties from various tribes, and then sell them...

If this is the case, then his plan is inseparable from the Zadaran tribe.

"Do you know anyone from the Zadaran tribe?"

"Yes, many times the items I bring don't need to set up a stall, and let them buy them directly in exchange for grassland specialties..."

"correct."

Li Ping said again: "My partner is a member of the Zhadalan tribe."

Wang Kang asked in surprise: "Do you still have a partner?"

"some."

Li Ping explained: "There are people from the Zhatalan tribe, it is more convenient to do business here, and they are less bullied..."

Wang Kang also understood that it seemed that Li Ping was the right one.

While walking and talking, they gradually came to the edge of Fenggan City. There are many yurts here, which should be the place to live.

Li Ping led the way and stopped in front of a yurt.

"Master Kang, this is where I live, but it's a bit simple."

"fine."

Wang Kang waved his hand.

As we got closer, we could hear some noise inside.

Li Ping's complexion was a little ugly, and he said in a low voice: "It seems that there is trouble."

"What's the trouble?"

"It's a group of people from the Tatar tribe. It's not that the Donggong Day is approaching, and they want to pay tribute to their chief, so they are eyeing my perfume. It's just that their bid is too low, and it's almost a steal. I don't want to Give it to them, and they will come to cause trouble!"

"boom!"

At this moment, the curtain of the yurt was lifted, and a person was thrown out.

This is a barbarian, he must have been beaten, his nose is bruised and his face is swollen.