Chapter 192 Arrival Naturalization
"How can the quality of salt, iron, tea and the like be bad?"

Although Wang An was theoretically qualified to supply materials to the imperial palace, he had never actually done so, and this was even the first time he had been to the border.

But as the saying goes, you should brag about what you are proud of, and how much face you gain depends on how much you brag!
As expected, Dalu took a quick look at the "Chafa" and Kanhe that Wang An was swinging around, and a surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face. He said, "So the salt and tea we eat are all of the Ming Emperor's standard?"

Wang An narrowed his eyes immediately, made a look of "What are you thinking?" and said, "How is this possible? The salt that the emperor eats is all the finest Jiangnan green salt, and the tea he drinks is all the tea leaves picked by young girls with their mouths. The price of these things is ten kilograms per catty!"

When Dalu heard that the tea leaves were picked by a young girl with her mouth, he immediately grinned with a mouthful of black teeth showing and laughed strangely.

Licking the corner of his mouth, he said: "The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty had a good life, unlike us who only need tea."

Wang An curled his lips and said, "You all add goat milk and horse milk to make tea. Why do you need such good tea leaves?"

Dalu touched his head and said, "That's right!"

After that, Dalu said, "Since you are an imperial merchant, you must have a lot of good things that we haven't seen, right? Can you bring us some of the good things that the Emperor of Ming used, so that we can also broaden our horizons?"

Wang An's smile froze for a moment, and he thought to himself that this idiot was too straightforward. Didn't he know that people are in trouble if they are not exposed?
However, looking at the other party's sincere look, Wang An deeply understood what sincerity is, which is the ultimate skill.

My mind was racing, wondering if it would be okay for me to say now that I didn't bring anything with me?
Will people see that I’m bragging?
Suddenly, Wang An had an idea and said with a chuckle, "Since you are so sincere, I will show you my new toy."

As Wang An spoke, he carried out a small wooden box from the convoy and opened it to reveal two or three strange things inside.

One is a black and gray square object, and some porcelain bottles contain more than one thing.

When I got closer to take a look, apart from the fact that I didn't know what was in the porcelain bottle, the gray square looked so hard to associate with the word "royal use".

He curled his lips and said, "Brother Wang, what is this?"

Wang An took out a piece of it and pointed at the gray stuff and said, "This thing is really powerful. There is no stain in the world that it can't wash away. It's called soap!"

Dalu said disdainfully: "Brother Wang, don't treat me as a bumpkin. I have also used the soap beans that you Ming people use. It can indeed wash away some stains, but not very obvious."

"Oh, Brother Dalu has seen the world!" Wang An was a little surprised, but then he looked at a bumpkin and said, "How can a soap be compared to this!"

Wang An pulled at his collar and pointed at the grease on his clothes from not washing them all year round and eating beef and mutton all the time. He said, "I'll give you a piece of this for our brother's sake. Take it home and wash it. If you can't get it clean, come to me!"

Although Dalu didn't care much about it, it was a fashionable thing from the Ming Dynasty after all. Wang An praised it very much, saying it was something used by the emperor. It didn't cost any money, so he happily accepted it.

Then Wang An took out a porcelain bottle and said, "This is moisturizing glycerin. You have been on the grasslands for a long time, and your faces are covered with wrinkles. Take this back and scrub your face. I guarantee that your face will be so tender that water can be squeezed out of it!"

The previous soap could at least be used to wash clothes, but this second one was only for wiping the face. As a rough guy, he didn't care about that.

But Wang An's next sentence enlightened him, "Give this thing to your wife, and I guarantee she will cooperate with you in any position."

As he spoke, Wang An showed a lewd expression on his face.

Dalu was also an experienced driver. He understood immediately and accepted the goods with surprise. At this moment, the tribesmen brought by Dalu had already counted the goods, so Wang An asked, "This is considered a handover. When will the war horses be brought over?"

Dalu immediately took Wang An to the outside of the camp, and sure enough, the mountains and plains were full of livestock.

Dalu said, "They are all here, but I see that you don't have many people with you, Brother Wang. Can you carry so many war horses?"

Wang An was also stunned.

When he came here before, one thousand horses was just a number in his mind and he didn't have much concept of it. Now seeing the Mongolian horses everywhere in the mountains, he was suddenly at a loss.

I only brought more than a hundred people with me this time, and there were empty carriages that needed to be taken back. Where would I get so many people to drive these war horses?
Not to mention that all his men are disabled.

Dalu teased, "Haha, Brother Wang, is this your first time doing business on the grassland?"

Of course Wang An would not admit it, but said with a sullen face: "I wonder if Brother Dalu can help me hire some people in the tribe to help bring these war horses back to Datong Prefecture. The wages are negotiable."

Dalu chuckled and said, "This is not difficult, but without the Khan's order, it will take some time to recruit so many volunteers. Brother Wang needs to stay in the tribe for a while."

Wang An nodded and said, "That's not a big deal. I hope you guys can help me."

"Okay, okay!" Dalu agreed and said goodbye and left.

After Da Lu left, Wang An couldn't help feeling a little frustrated. It was his first time to do business outside the Great Wall and there were many shortcomings. If it weren't for someone's help, this business would have almost failed.

First, the coachman and thugs he hired were unwilling to go to the grassland, and they did not consider the issue of driving the horses.

The old saying is indeed true: the beginning is always the hardest.

Things had come to this point, so Wang An had no choice but to settle down in the Chahar tribe.

Because there was no order from Lin Danhan, it would take longer for him to help his fellow tribesmen by simply beating them up.

Da Lu was quite considerate and didn't do things perfunctorily. After he left, he immediately asked several of his men to help me. How could I dare to gather more people?

In fact, recruiting people was not as difficult as Wang An thought, because when the Chahar tribe members heard that they could go to Datong Prefecture openly, they were all very happy.

The reason is very simple. The Ming Dynasty had salt, iron and tea, which were in urgent need of the Mongolian tribes. Although Ligdan Khan's Chahar tribe had already formed an alliance with the Ming Dynasty, they could trade openly with each other.

But that is all at the tribal level. The share that can actually be distributed to individuals is not much, and the price is also more expensive.

As long as you can get to Datong Prefecture, you can smuggle some contraband back openly.

(End of this chapter)