Chi Dai Zhu Dan was also eating. He had just finished learning. Next to him, Nagli remembered it clearly. If Zan Pu forgot any details, he needed to remind him.
"Zan Pu, let me take a look at Li Family Zhuangzi. It's better than our Red White Palace."
Nagli found the situation comfortable in Zhuangzi.
Whether it was looking at people, houses, or roads, it made people relaxed.
"Li Family Zhuangzi is richer than us." Chi Dai Zhu Dan was the most practical. In his impression, it was easy to do things with money.
In Tubo, gold, dzi beads, yaks, sheep, horses, and slaves were all money. They could be exchanged with others.
In addition, the copper coins of the Tang dynasty could be circulated in Tubo, but the quantity was small.
There was a period of time when all the bridges were demolished after the war with the Tang dynasty in Songzhou. There was no way to exchange things with the Tang dynasty.
Fortunately, the merchants of the Tang dynasty sneaked over. The roads were difficult, but they could still trade.
They didn't come last year, probably because of the war.
At present, Li Family Zhuangzi's exchange coupons were easier to carry than copper coins. If they didn't want to go too far, they could buy things from the Tang dynasty army at the castle in the Yellow River.
"Zan Pu, the exchange coupons are printed. It's like a carved board with scriptures. Can you ask the princess to ask for a set from the Emperor of the Tang dynasty? Don't print Li Family Zhuangzi's, print our money, and then take it to the Tang dynasty to spend. "
Nagli was trying to come up with ideas for Chi Dai Zhu Dan. It was easier to carry paper than anything else.
"I want books, not printed things." Chi Dai Zhu Dan shook his head.
Without waiting for Nagli to ask, he continued, "If you can get books, study hard. After you understand it, you won't come up with such ideas."
Chi Dai Zhu Dan found that his follower was stupid. Print money in Tubo? After printing money, go to the Tang dynasty to buy things? Would the Tang dynasty agree?
"Zan Pu, are you saying that the Tang dynasty won't recognize the money we print? That's easy. When the time comes, we can drive livestock and other things over and allow the Tang dynasty to buy with our money. "
Nagri seemed to have thought about it a long time ago, and it sounded reasonable.
After printing the money, I'll buy your stuff. If you use the money to buy my stuff, I'll admit that I can buy it with the money.
"If the Tang dynasty doesn't allow it, what's the point of allowing it?"
Chi Dai Zhu Dan took a bite of the good pine mushrooms sent by the Khitans and felt helpless.
"We all agree with the money of the Tang dynasty. We agree with the amount of money written on a piece of paper. Why can't they agree with us?"
Nagli felt that the most important thing for banknotes was anti-counterfeiting. As long as no one could fake it, there would be no problem.
"The coupon is guaranteed by the Li Family Zhuangzi. With the coupon, you can go to the Li Family Zhuangzi and exchange it for gold, silver, and brass.
The people of the Tang dynasty knew that the Li Family Zhuangzi would not lie to them. It was Li Yi who had paid a great price for this.
How are you going to vouch for the money you printed? Will others believe you? "
Chi Dai Zhu Dan had always been with Princess Jincheng and learned something. He had never thought about printing money himself.
He was also thinking about exchanging a lot of small denomination coupons. After returning to the Tubo people, he would circulate them among the Tubo tribes.
They would set the price with each other to avoid unfair exchanges.
For example, exchanging a yak for a few sheep, they could only bargain based on their own needs. It was impossible to accurately calculate the weight.
As long as they exchanged, it would be exchanging a yak for five sheep or six sheep. If they felt that six sheep was too much or too little, they would need to compensate with other things. It was too troublesome.
With banknotes, there was no need for both sides to make up the difference.
"Alas!" Nagri was also helpless.
He was not very clear about the meaning of the currency war, but he was worried in his heart. He felt that there would be a problem if he used the Tang dynasty's coupon.
"I'll take a rest after dinner and go out for a walk."
Chi Dai Zhu Dan was ready to go out for a walk. He was not tired. He ate well and slept well on the boat.
He had a general understanding of the Governor's Office from the news sent back by the envoys and on the way here, but he wanted to go around.
"Call Li Yi." Nagri was afraid that there would be danger.
"Of course." Chi Dai Zhu Dan answered.
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Everyone else was eating. The people of the Tang dynasty who came with them found that when they went out with the Governor, except for the city wall, the surroundings had changed a lot.
The children they brought back ranged from one to seven years old. The Tang dynasty was very strange to the children born in Tubo.
But there was a trace of familiarity in the strangeness. They were not afraid, but more curious.
They were born in Tubo and lived in a more conservative circle. Everyone spoke the Tang dynasty dialect. They learned the Tubo dialect and played with the children in Tubo.
When they returned home, they could always hear their parents talking about the Tang dynasty.
When they came to the Tang dynasty, they felt very natural when they looked at other things.
With delicious food, new clothes, and the company of the children born in Zhuangzi, they quickly adapted.
The people who came with the Chi Dai Zhu Dan in Tubo were more than the people who came with Princess Jincheng. They observed and memorized the tasks.
Before they left, they remembered what Dalun told them, no matter good or bad. When they returned to Tubo, they supplemented each other's reports.
At this moment, they remembered that the food of the Li Family Zhuangzi was delicious. They had never seen many dishes in Tubo.
In addition, the Li Family Zhuangzi was indeed rich. The farmers, who were slaves, wore good clothes and were not vulgar at all.
The Li Family Zhuangzi even had a windmill to carry water. It spun and spun, and water kept coming out of the thin pipe.
How did they make it? It would be good if Tubo had a bunch of wells like this. The wind in Tubo was very strong, and the windmill would keep spinning.
Dalun asked them to contact their own people in the Honglu Temple of the Tang dynasty. How could they contact them now?
They were surrounded by Winged Knights, and they were not allowed to walk around casually.
Just as the people who came with the Chi Dai Zhu Dan to the Tang dynasty were anxious, there were also people who were anxious outside.
A group of Tubo envoys went to the market at the head of the Ba River Bridge to eat. They did not go to eat noodles, and Boqiao was traumatized.
The last time he went to the Li Family Zhuangzi, he was cheated. When he thought of the appearance of the noodle seller, he felt uncomfortable all over.
"Eat. Get used to it again." Isinba was eating Tsamba. He stayed in the Tang dynasty for a long time and did not like Tsamba very much.
The people of the Tang dynasty ate with chopsticks. He felt inferior when he ate with his hands.
Today, there were several stalls selling Tsamba in the market. It was very strange. He had not seen it before.
What was more amazing was that a group of people of the Tang dynasty ate Tsamba like they were eating it. Did they really eat this?
"What's wrong with them?" Boqiao looked at the people of the Tang dynasty next to him and wondered.
"They are just putting on an act for Zan Pu. Li Yi has a lot of thoughts." Isinba guessed.
Nowadays, people eating Tsamba could become guards at any time. It was fake. It had nothing to do with the ordinary people of the Tang dynasty.
He had to admit that the Tsamba made by the people of the Li Family Zhuangzi tasted better than the ones he ate in Tubo.
The highland barley noodles were very fine. It felt like 60% powder. They even added honey when they made it.
Where did he get so much honey from in Tubo? What a joke.
He rolled it with butter tea and it tasted delicious. It would be great if the people of Tubo could eat this kind of Tsamba every meal.
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