Look, didn't he smash a hole in the treasure house that was like an iron bucket and obtain information about the treasure house's lifeline?
The treasure house manager's face was ashen. The head of the Northern Borderline Trading Company patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, good days are still ahead. According to our previous discussion, you steal those 'Colored Glass of the Heavenly Palace' and sell them to me at a discount of 30%. The money is yours … "
The treasure house manager was a little hesitant. "I betrayed the shopkeeper this time. I'm afraid he can't tolerate me … Only 30% …"
The head of the trading company said, "Gu Xin still has nearly 2,000 pieces of 'Colored Glass of the Heavenly Palace'. Do you know how huge a figure it is to sell all of them at 30%? Besides our trading company alliance, who can buy it all at once? The money you get will be far more than what Gu Xin earns. All of this money will be yours in the future! It's like a pie falling from the sky. If you take it all for yourself, you'll be as rich as a country in the future! "
The treasure house manager was tempted. A look of hesitation and greed flashed across his face. This made the head of the trading company very satisfied.
After a while, the treasure house manager gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I agree. But I don't think I'll be alive to enjoy so much money … "
The head of the trading company smiled and said, "I can lend you people to escort you safely out of the Northern Borderline. But you want to buy slaves and horses, that won't do. Recently, the higher-ups have been very strict with these two businesses. You can only sell to the people of the Northern Borderline, not even to people of other countries. "
The treasure house manager said, "Then … can I buy sheepskin?"
The head of the trading company heard that Gu Xin often bought sheepskin from various families. He didn't buy a lot each time, but it added up to a huge amount.
He pretended to be confused and said, "Sheepskin has a strong smell and can't be made into clothes. What business can I do with it?"
The treasure house manager sneered and said, "Gu Xin sold those sheepskin at a high price to the people of Nansheng and the barbarians of the four factions of Nanman. With these sheepskin, he made a huge sum of money last winter … This kind of beast who makes money from national disasters is not worth working with."
The head of the trading company raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"Business is business. As long as there is money to be made in business, who cares if it's national disasters …"
The treasure house manager was convinced by the head of the trading company and nodded with an ashen face.
The head of the trading firm said, "Don't worry about the sheepskin, I'll make sure to arrange it for you. As for sheepskin, which family doesn't have hundreds of them? You can easily find tens of thousands of them. Set a time and I'll get them for you. You can have as many as you want. "
The Northern Borderline herded horses and sheep, and every household raised many cows, sheep, and horses.
The sheep would grow their wool crazily in the winter, so the trimmed wool was useless. They would even complain that it smelled too bad when used to make fire.
Now that someone was buying it, even if the price was very low, it was better than nothing. It could be considered as an extra income for the people of the Northern Borderline.
In order to resist foreign businesses, the Royal Court of the Northern Borderline established various trading companies according to the advice of the "Wise Man", and each trading company formed an alliance with each other. It was impossible to swallow Gu Xin's "Colored Glass of the Heavenly Palace" in one go with just one trading company, and they didn't have that much money either.
Therefore, he had to unite the trading companies and buy this batch of goods together.
The land of the Northern Borderline was not suitable for farming, but it was rich in minerals and produced all kinds of precious stones, gold, silver, jade, and spices.
The value of these things was not even half of the value in Dongqing. In comparison, copper and iron were more valued than gold, silver, and jewelry.
If they exchanged gold, silver, and jewelry for the "Colored Glass of the Heavenly Palace", the trading company of the Northern Borderline would make a huge profit, and the final profit would be more than nine times!
In the face of such a huge temptation, it was better to do it sooner rather than later.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when Gu Xin went to other countries to do business and was unable to take care of the Northern Borderline, the manager of the treasure house stole the "Colored Glass of the Heavenly Palace" in batches and sold it to the trading company of the Northern Borderline at a low price of 30%, in exchange for a large amount of gold, silver, jewelry, and sheepskin wool.
The manager of the treasure house was also a scheming person, and he did things flawlessly. This made the head of the trading company sigh with emotion. As expected of a manager trained by Gu Xin, his style was just like him … It was a pity that when Gu Xin returned and saw the empty treasure house, he would vomit blood in anger.
Thinking of that wonderful scene, the head of the trading company couldn't help but smile.
In the end, the manager of the treasure house forged Gu Xin's warrant and dismissed the treasure house and its branch business in the Northern Borderline. He left the Northern Borderline with the old man of the treasure house, the gold, silver, jewelry, and hundreds of thousands of sheepskin wool, and headed in the direction of Nansheng Country.
Before leaving, the manager of the treasure house also secretly asked the head of the trading company if he could secretly sell some horses to him.
The head of the trading company said, "Didn't I say before that the higher-ups are very strict with this business? Horses can't be sold."
The manager of the treasure house said, "You also said that business is business. There is money to be made in this business, so why not do it?"
The head of the trading company smiled and said nothing.
The manager of the treasure house refused to give up and asked about the famous horses in the Northern Borderline. The head of the trading company was annoyed by the questions.
He said, "If you want to buy horses, you can ask the horse merchants in Shalan Country. They have just presented more than ten Ferghana horses to the imperial court. I heard that those horses are very expensive, even better than the best horses in the Northern Borderline. But it's a pity that along the way, four horses died of illness … Although the horses over there are expensive, they are indeed good horses … "
The manager of the treasure house asked in surprise, "What kind of place is Shalan Country?"
The head of the trading company said, "I don't know either, but that place is very far away. I heard that there are only spring and summer in a year, and it is very hot and dry. The people over there are all tanned like charcoal. If it gets dark, you can't even see a person. Their brains are stupid, but their limbs are strong. "
The manager of the treasure house grunted and seemed to be a little tempted.
The head of the trading company didn't mind connecting the two parties.
The manager of the treasure house took the opportunity to see the Ferghana horses from Shalan Country. They were indeed extraordinary.
But …
"Why … they don't look very energetic …"
The head of the trading company said with an indifferent expression, "I heard that they traveled for more than half a year. Even people can't stand it, let alone horses. They will be fine after resting for a while. If you want to buy horses, you can talk to the head of the trading company in Shalan Country. If the price is right, he might sell you one. "
People also had problems with acclimatization, and horses were the same. They would be fine after resting for a while.
It had always been like this, so the head of the trading company didn't care.
The manager of the treasure house asked about the price and was scared off.
The horses were good horses, but a top-grade Ferghana horse cost five or six hundred thousand strings of coins. Who could afford it?
Every year, the Northern Borderline would buy horses from Shalan Country, not for people to ride, but to use the Ferghana horses of Shalan Country and the good warhorses of the local horse farms to breed high-quality warhorses. If that was the case, the price was actually not expensive.
Seeing that the manager of the treasure house was scared off, the head of the trading company laughed secretly.
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