This time, Su Lei sold off all of the fur hides. When he received the money, he even felt like his life was starting to turn into a dream.
Before this, he had never thought he would have so much cash in his hands.
For the past two days, Su Lei slept with the money on his pillow until he deposited all of it in the bank that Fortress 178 had just opened with the password being known only to him.
After that, Su Lei started sleeping alone. He could not allow anyone to sleep next to him because he was worried he would recite the password to his account when he was sleep-talking.
Su Lei bought a large number of daily necessities at Stronghold 144, which were basically what the young man from the grasslands had requested.
However, as Su Lei was too poor last time, he did not manage to buy enough of them. This time, in order to maintain a good relationship with his customers, he bought all of the best items. He believed the young lord was a sensible person who would know how much effort Su Lei had put into buying these items.
He had also thought about what Zhang Gong had said. Even if he bought a cheaper ironware, it was still ironware. However, every time Su Lei recalled the young man's faint smile, he felt that it was better not to lie to such a smart person.
Not only that, Su Lei even took out a portion of the money he received to buy gifts for the young lord from the grasslands. One of the gifts was an exquisite revolver. It was said that it had once belonged to a high-ranking Soong Clan official. Before Fortress 178 arrived, that official had sold everything and fled to the Wang Clan.
Initially, he did not want to sell the gun, but someone from the black market forcefully bought it for him.
The boss of the black market said with a smile, "Didn't you see how cowardly that bastard was? He used to be so high and mighty, but now he doesn't even dare to let out a fart with a gun in his hand."
Su Lei understood at this moment that some people were born to be sheep. Even if they relied on their connections with the Soong Clan to climb to a high position, it would not change their nature.
It was very difficult to get his hands on firearms these days. There should be an even greater shortage in places like the grasslands, right?
Su Lei had wanted to keep the revolver for himself as he really liked it. But after some thought, he put it back into the wooden box that was covered with velvet.
Compared to his future business, what was a gun?
Su Lei had been trying to build a relationship with the troops stationed at Stronghold 144 for the past few days. But reality told him that he was just a nobody now, and no one was willing to pay attention to him.
"Bro, why are you always hanging around those Fortress 178 soldiers these days? We're all bandits, so don't get discovered by them," Zhang Gong said.
On the side, Cui Qiang was polishing his dagger. "Big Brother naturally has his own ideas. Why do you care so much?"
Su Lei sighed. "The young lord of the steppe will definitely want firearms, and if we want to resell them, we definitely won't be able to do it without the support of Fortress 178's troops. But it's still early, so let's wait for another chance in the future."
Actually, Su Lei knew very well that the reselling of daily necessities could only be considered a small business. A place like the grasslands did not have the ability to produce firearms, but which ruler did not wish to use weapons to stabilize their rule?
Therefore, the future arms business would bring him to the pinnacle of his life.
At this moment, a man suddenly sat down across from their campfire and said with a smile, "Hello, are you Su Lei?"
When the man came over, Cui Qiang hid his dagger and tightened his muscles, ready to pounce and kill at any time.
Su Lei patted Cui Qiang's arm, then looked at the man opposite him and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm Su Lei. And you are?"
The man smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. I just heard that you all came from the steppe?"
"That's not it. I just did a business deal with the nomads," Su Lei said calmly.
"Oh." The man took out 10,000 yuan and stuffed it into Su Lei's hands. "Tell me about the situation in the steppe, and this 10,000 yuan is yours."
Su Lei frowned. He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression from the other party's words. The other party was just casually sitting down in the wilderness outside of Stronghold 144's town. He was not at all afraid that the dozen or so of them might just kill him.
Cui Qiang sneered and said, "You're quite bold, but why should my big brother tell you about these things?"
"Because my fists are bigger," the man said with a smile.
"Why don't you take a look at how many people we have here?" Cui Qiang said coldly.
"Oh." The man smiled and said, "Then why don't you take a look outside?"
Su Lei turned his head in shock and was surprised to find that he had been surrounded by dozens of people in plain clothes and armed with weapons at some point in time. The black muzzles of their guns had locked onto all of them within the range of their gunfire.
These are regular troops! They must be regular troops!
Could they be troops from Fortress 178? No, if they were from Fortress 178, there would be no need for them to wear plain clothes to deal with a group of bandits like them.
The man said with a smile, "Su Lei, I used to live in a bandit town in the Northwest. But that town no longer exists. You're the only ones who survived and even did a business deal with the nomads."
Su Lei said calmly, "Sir, we haven't offended you in the past, have we?"
"No." The man shook his head.
"Then why are you scaring us like this?" Su Lei asked, "Since you've come knocking on our door, you must have a motive. Just tell us directly. The lives of bandits like us aren't worth anything."
"Haha, what a straightforward man." The man cut off a piece of meat from a lamb leg. "Tell us about the steppe."
"We didn't go to the steppe either. We only delivered their daily necessities to them at the agreed upon trading location. After that, they handed over their fur and other specialties to us," Su Lei said.
"Oh, are they powerful?" the man asked.
"I don't know if they're powerful or not, but I, Su Lei, have a good eye for people. The person who made the decision is extremely smart. I believe that even if he's not the biggest power in the steppe now, he'll be one in the future," Su Lei said firmly.
"What does he want?" the man asked.
"Daily necessities, ironware, and medicine." Su Lei said, "But there's a drug control in Fortress 178, so we can't buy enough even if we have the money."
"Don't they want weapons?" the man asked.
"Yes, but we can't buy them," Su Lei admitted honestly.
The man smiled and said, "Fortress 178 won't sell you weapons to help the nomads. That's because the nomads will definitely pose a threat to the Central Plains if they get stronger. At that time, Zhang Jinglin will definitely not want to see rivers of blood."
When Su Lei heard this, he realized he was just a small-time bandit after all. He did not know much about the situation and the big shots of the various forces, so he did not know about this.
Only now did he realize it was impossible for Fortress 178 to sell them firearms. In that case, his business would stop at daily necessities. This made Su Lei feel a little uncomfortable.
However, the man changed the subject. "But even if Fortress 178 won't sell them to you, we can still get to know each other again. Hello, my name is Xu Man."
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