After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Standing on the towering city wall of Fuming Town, you can overlook the entire market.

Seeing small tribes one after another driving their cattle and sheep towards the market, the deputy general who had been stationed at the border for decades was in a trance.

Is this still the grassland I know?

"Gu Shisan, what did the general say to Fu Mingyuan? There are actually people coming here in early winter!"

And these are little-known tribes!

This is weird, what are they doing here?!

Although Gu Shisan also found it incredible, when he considered that this was what the general wanted to do, he immediately felt it was reasonable.

"The general said that we should take the route of surrounding the cities from the countryside, and let Fu Mingyuan invite the small tribes to be his guests."

The deputy general said, "Don't lie to me." "Although these small tribes did not follow the Tartars south this time, they are not friendly to the Great Zhou. How could they come just because we invited them?"

Gu Shisan's expression suddenly became strange: "Fu Mingyuan invited him with a sword."

The deputy general was speechless.

The bustling market naturally attracted the residents of Fuming Town.

They had a grudge against the Tatars, so they didn't like other small tribes on the grassland.

"Why would the general want to start border trade here? And in this season, exchanging grain for cattle and sheep?"

"It's fine to exchange cattle and sheep, but you actually exchange them for cashmere!"

"My family also raises sheep, why don't you take in those from the people of Great Zhou?"

Lin Jinshan, who was passing by, rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "You are just busy watching the fun, and you didn't even go to the city gate to read the notice! This market is open to everyone. If they can sell cashmere and wool, then so can you!"

"Really?!" The person who spoke had a suspicious look on his face and ran to the city gate.

Lin Jinshan moved a stool and sat closer to the city gate, just in time to see the purchasing office and grain station.

He was observing how much grain was sold at the market and how much cashmere and wool was collected in a day!

Through this observation, he witnessed how a large market was quickly formed with the help of a behind-the-scenes promoter!

At first, the small tribe that was forced here by Fu Mingyuan came here unwillingly.

They dared not not come. On the grassland, no small tribe dared to compete with the Jade-faced King of Hell!

She burned Chile and drove away the Khan. She was a woman like a female eagle!

But look, how much shock the female eagle from Da Zhou brought to the people of the grassland!

She actually collects cashmere wool! The kind of stuff that even the passing merchants wouldn't even bother to look at!

She is so generous and kind that as long as you bring your tribe and caravan, you can get a few hundred coins in benefits!

The small tribe on the grassland was ecstatic. This Jade-faced King of Hell was the Jade-faced King of Hell of the Tartars. What did it have to do with them? To their tribe, she was the goddess sent by Changshengtian!

In the pdd mode, people from other places on the grassland soon heard that a new market had opened in Fuming Town, which gathered many merchants selling grain and collecting cashmere and wool. There were also soldiers from the Great Zhou Dynasty to ensure the order of the market.

As a result, many herdsmen from the deep grasslands gathered here.

By the time the first heavy snow fell on the grassland, the market had become quite large.

For merchants, winter is not a good season for business as the weather is cold and traveling is difficult.

But for people on the grassland, this season is very good! In spring and autumn, they have to graze, and at this time they need to slaughter a group of livestock for the winter. Not only can they eat meat, but they can also reduce the pressure on the grass needed for the winter.

The people of the grassland don’t know why this famous Jade-faced King of Hell wants to buy so much cashmere and wool, but what does it matter?

After all, the food she gave was pure and without sand, and the Great Zhou coins she gave could be exchanged for things in the market!

In order to save time and to keep an eye on the prices of cattle and sheep, many grassland herdsmen set up tents outside the market.

Whenever a new caravan or tribe arrives, it will attract everyone's attention.

"He was introduced by our tribe!" The young man from the grassland was standing on tiptoe to look into the distance, very excited.

They have introduced five tribes to the market, which is equivalent to five sheep!

The people around him cast envious eyes at the prairie boy. The prairie boy became more proud and raised his little head higher.

"Huh? Why are you guys so miserable? Did you encounter a pack of wolves?"

"That shouldn't be the case. With so many of you, the wolves won't dare to cause trouble for you."

When the tribe got closer, everyone realized that their robes were stained with blood, and many people still had fear on their faces that they had not had time to fade away.

The leader trembled and said, "We have encountered the Thirteenth Division!"

The people behind him seemed to finally come alive when they saw the market, and they all said in unison, "They know about the market!"

"They also sent people to rob and kill people everywhere!"

This news was like a thunderbolt, and everyone's faces turned pale in an instant.

At this moment, a cold voice said, "What are you afraid of?! Are you injured today?"

It turned out to be the accompanying soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and this time the leader was Boss Li.

He was fully armed, with a murderous look on his face. The warhorse under him snorted, as if it could smell the blood on him.

The tribal leader touched the back of his head and secretly spat at himself in his heart. He was obviously scared to death of the Jade-faced King of Hell, but why did he feel relieved and relieved when he really arrived at the territory of Fuming Town?

"No, I'm not injured. The generals of the Great Zhou are keeping us safe."

The young man from the grassland opened his mouth wide and blurted out: "Da Zhou soldiers protect us?!"

Boss Li corrected him, "It's not to protect you, it's to ensure the safety of the market guests and maintain the order of the market transactions."

However, the scene was already in an uproar and no one paid attention to what he said.

"Aqiu, are you telling the truth? When you encountered the Thirteenth Division, didn't the Great Zhou soldiers push you out as cannon fodder?"

The man in the middle, called Aqiu, nodded repeatedly: "Yes! I thought I was going to see Changshengtian! The soldiers of the Great Zhou are so powerful, one by one! They are worthy of being the Jade-faced King of Hell!"

A Qiu could not hide his excitement. In fact, even if they did not come to the market to trade, they would still be robbed if they were unlucky enough to encounter the Thirteen Tribes!

There are no fellow tribesmen on the grassland, only the law of the jungle!

Therefore, the fact that the Great Zhou soldiers would take action this time was really beyond their expectations!

Is this still the legendary Jade-faced King of Hell who kills people wherever he goes?

"Ah Qiu, I feel a little uneasy. Why is the Jade-faced King of Hell so kind to us?"

Ah Qiu's eyes sparkled, and he said in a muffled voice, "Why bother? If the Jade-faced King of Hell wants our wool and cashmere, we'll give it to her! If he wants our cattle and sheep, we'll give them to her too! Whoever can help us get through this winter safely will be our friend!"

"That's right! The sheep raised in our tribe are the best at producing wool!"

"Our tribe also raises camels. I wonder if she will accept them..."